Chapter 518: Simply Stating a Fact

Chapter 518: Chapter 518: Simply Stating a Fact

Deputy City Lord, Deputy City Lord!

Dongmen Yu’s expression was incredibly dark. Ever since arriving in Qingkong City, all anyone talked about was this so-called Deputy City Lord—how his talent was peerless, a rare genius in this world; how he had managed to slay four Era-Defining Kings in a row, making him second to none...

He was utterly disdainful of all of it!

’Slay four Era-Defining Kings in a row?’ he scoffed. ’Even bragging should have its limits. For a young man to reach the Celestial Human Realm is already exceptionally brilliant.’

’Slay an Era-Defining King? That’s something even number one on the Amor List might not be able to accomplish.’

Let alone slaying four of them in a row.

But as the people’s reverence for this young Deputy City Lord grew, the more bitter he became. He had never received such treatment in his entire life, despite being a prodigy on the Amor List himself. And now, a mere Deputy City Lord was stealing his spotlight.

"All of you, shut up!"

Hearing the crowd compare him to that Deputy City Lord, Dongmen Yu finally lost his patience. With a cold shout, a King’s terrifying authority erupted, sweeping through the entire Tingchao Pavilion.

Intimidated by this aura, the crowd couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

The delicate Dancing Girls, in particular, turned pale and shivered uncontrollably.

"My, my, why is our lord so upset?"

Just then, the Pavilion Master, Fang Mei, approached with a delicate laugh. "Is the performance not to your liking, my lord? Shall I have them replaced with a new group for you? What do you say?"

Dongmen Yu snorted coldly and said, "You call this pathetic display a performance? And another thing, I am the Messenger sent to Qingkong City to deliver an Imperial Decree Document, yet you people dare to belittle me behind my back."

"What should your punishment be?!"

He roared out the last sentence, his aura boiling to its peak.

"You certainly have quite a temper."

Just then, a cool, indifferent voice spoke up. Qin Ya and Bi Xiaoyu were seen strolling down from an Elegant Pavilion. As they approached, the oppressive aura Dongmen Yu had used to intimidate everyone in Tingchao Pavilion was suddenly neutralized by an invisible, gentle force, causing Dongmen Yu’s expression to change slightly.

"Hiding your face behind a mask, acting all secretive. Who are you?"

Dongmen Yu’s expression grew serious. Years of honed combat instincts told him that these two were not to be trifled with, especially the masked man who had just spoken.

"My apologies, then."

The corners of Qin Ya’s mouth tilted up slightly. He then removed the mask from his face, revealing a handsome countenance. When the crowd saw this, they gasped in surprise, their eyes filled with fervent excitement.

"It’s the Deputy City Lord."

"It really is the Deputy City Lord! I can’t believe he’s here at Tingchao Pavilion too."

"Ha! Let’s see how arrogant this punk can be now."

Hearing the crowd’s murmurs, Dongmen Yu’s face darkened. His gaze toward Qin Ya turned colder as he said icily, "So you’re the Deputy City Lord they’ve all been talking about."

"Heh, I am."

"I hear you killed four Era-Defining Kings in a row?"

"A stroke of luck."

Dongmen Yu sneered contemptuously. "A mere Half-Step King claiming to have killed four Era-Defining Kings? Hmph, what an exaggeration. And the people of this entire city actually revere you for it. It seems Qingkong City is filled with blind fools who can’t tell fact from fiction."

As soon as he said this, looks of anger appeared on the faces of the crowd.

"I think you’re the blind one!"

A large man roared in anger. In a flash, he lunged forward, throwing a punch at Dongmen Yu.

The punch stirred up a gale, its power immense—no less than the full-force strike of an ordinary King.

"Hmph. Courting death."

But Dongmen Yu only smirked coldly. He casually extended a hand and effortlessly caught the large man’s fist. Squeezing his fingers tight, a series of cracks rang out. CRACK! CRUNCH!

"Argh..." The man screamed in agony. The intense pain caused cold sweat to bead on his forehead. Dongmen Yu had just crushed his fist!

Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Qin Ya’s eyes.

He was, after all, the nominal Deputy City Lord of Qingkong City. For Dongmen Yu to insult Qingkong and even injure someone right in front of him was a direct provocation.

His figure blurred, moving like a streak of Flowing Light. In the next instant, he was in front of Dongmen Yu, raising his palm to gently strike at his chest. Startled by Qin Ya’s speed, Dongmen Yu’s pupils contracted. He instantly released the large man and thrust out a palm of his own to counter.

As the two palms met, a powerful wave of Qi Force instantly swept outward.

The stone tiles on the floor were torn up, tables and chairs were sent flying, and those with weaker Cultivation were forced back dozens of yards.

As a calm, indifferent voice said, "Stand down," the arm of the once-unbeatable Dongmen Yu twisted grotesquely. A look of terror filled his face as he was sent flying backward.

His body spun a dozen times in mid-air before he landed, staggering back more than ten steps before finally steadying himself. His face was a mask of terror, large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his eyes were wide with horror. His right arm hung completely limp.

The very arm that had crushed the man’s bones was now twisted at a bizarre angle, like a pretzel, a wretched sight. A shard of stark white bone had pierced straight through the flesh of his elbow, a gory mess from which blood dripped steadily.

A single, seemingly light palm strike had decided the victor.

"Amazing! As expected of the Deputy City Lord."

"He turned a King into this mess with just a single palm strike."

"Truly worthy of being the super-genius who can slay four Era-Defining Kings. He really is extraordinary."

"That Messenger from whatever main city, acting so arrogant. Seeing him get what he deserved is so satisfying."

Dongmen Yu stared at his limp arm, unable to summon even a sliver of strength into it, his face a mask of utter disbelief. ’Who am I? I’m a prodigy ranked in the top thirty of the Amor List!’

’So why couldn’t I even take a single palm strike from him?’

’Carelessness. I must have been careless.’

’Damn it! If I’d known, I would have used my Martial Arts True Intent in that palm strike and killed him instantly. I wouldn’t have ended up in this pathetic state. How infuriating!’

A venomous look flashed in his eyes. He took out an Elixir and swallowed it, then said coldly to Qin Ya, "You’re strong, but you’re still just a Half-Step King. If you have the guts, have a proper match with me. I’ll show everyone who the real genius is!"

"A match? Heh. You’re not my opponent," Qin Ya said with an indifferent smile.

Nearby, Bi Xiaoyu nodded to herself. ’A match? Is he kidding? This is a madman who slayed four Era-Defining Kings as a mere Half-Step King. Who in the entire younger generation could possibly be his opponent?’

"You’re looking down on me."

Dongmen Yu’s face fell. His tone was chilling, and the venom in his gaze was almost tangible.

"I’m merely stating a fact."

Qin Ya’s expression remained indifferent, and this attitude completely enraged Dongmen Yu. He said coldly, "Fine, Qingkong Deputy City Lord. It seems you don’t want this Imperial Decree Document after all."

At these words, Qin Ya’s eyes narrowed slightly, a cold glint appearing within them.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Hmph! So, will you accept the challenge or not!"

Nearby, Bi Xiaoyu couldn’t help but shake her head. She had never seen someone so eager to rush to their death. ’Honestly,’ she thought, ’is a Demon like Qin Ya someone you can so easily threaten?’

"Fine. As you wish!"