Chapter 101: The Celestial Master’s Token Appears

Chapter 101: Chapter 101: The Celestial Master’s Token Appears

"Hahaha..." The moment Ye Feng finished speaking, Lin Qing burst into wild laughter. "Ye Feng, I’ve already figured you out. The only reason you dare to be so arrogant is that you have a few backers and know a little bit of parlor-trick kung fu. But none of that means anything in front of me!

"Do you know who I am? I’m from the Xuan Sect of Dragon Tiger Mountain. I’ve cultivated Xuan Arts on Dragon Tiger Mountain for a full thirty years, and my cultivation has already reached the level of a Profound King.

"Do you know what a Profound King is? A true master of Xuan Arts. Those so-called metaphysics masters you people look up to can divine treasures and auspicious locations, even alter Feng Shui to control people’s fates, and use Xuan Arts to kill without a trace.

"But in front of a Profound King, beings like that are less than nothing. A Profound King can reduce those masters to ash with a wave of his hand, to say nothing of a mere mortal like you. With a single spell, I can make you vanish into thin air. Now, do you understand how formidable I am?"

Ye Feng chuckled. "A Profound King? Heh. Means jack shit."

As Ye Feng spoke, he suddenly thrust his right hand forward and snatched. The bell in the young Daoist’s hand abruptly appeared in Ye Feng’s.

Ye Feng clenched his right fist. With a crisp CRACK, the bell shattered.

Streaks of white light spilled out from within.

Ye Feng shouted, "Return, souls!"

The next moment, the white lights shot up and flew towards Wang Luyao’s room.

The young Daoist saw this and cried out in alarm, "Master, he... he knows Xuan Arts too!"

A flicker of surprise flashed in Lin Qing’s eyes as he looked at Ye Feng, but he quickly composed himself. He sneered, "I didn’t expect you to know a few tricks. But in front of me, you have no right to be arrogant. You’re still going to die here today."

With that, he pulled a talisman from his pocket, muttered a few words, and threw it into the air, shouting, "Go!"

In the next instant, the talisman ignited in the windless air. Then, a fierce tiger with upturned eyes suddenly materialized, let out a great roar, and charged at Ye Feng.

Behind him, Lin Qing watched Ye Feng and sneered, "This is the Tiger Transformation Talisman of Dragon Tiger Mountain. The Fierce Tiger it conjures has the same attack power as a real one. There’s no way you can withstand it. Just lie down and die, haha..."

But before his words had even faded, the scene that unfolded made his pupils contract. He watched, wide-eyed, as the Fierce Tiger pounced in front of Ye Feng, just about to bite down, when it suddenly let out a whimper, dissolved into specks of light, and vanished.

Lin Qing’s brow furrowed. He was intimately familiar with the power of the Tiger Transformation Talisman. Even he would have to expend considerable effort to break it. Yet Ye Feng had broken the Tiger Transformation Talisman without even moving. How was that possible?

Looking at Ye Feng, a trace of fear finally appeared in his eyes. He gave a cold laugh and said, "I really did underestimate you. Next, I’ll let you witness my ultimate move."

With that, he roared, "Array, rise!"

The moment he spoke, plumes of black mist shot into the sky, swiftly engulfing Ye Feng. Within the mist, the faint, shrill cries of ghosts could be heard, sounding grim and terrifying.

At this, Lin Qing threw his head back and laughed. "You piece of trash, do you know what array this is? Let me tell you, it’s the Hundred Ghosts Life-taking Array! Never mind a pissant ant like you who knows a little Xuan Arts—even a Profound King would meet their doom if they fell into my great array.

"So, today, you’re not getting away."

But the moment he finished speaking, the young Daoist beside him suddenly screamed, "Master, look!"

Hearing the alarm in the young Daoist’s voice, Lin Qing looked down in confusion. The next moment, his pupils contracted violently.

He watched in horror as the black mist enveloping Ye Feng vanished as quickly as a clay ox entering the sea. The vengeful ghosts within melted away like snow in boiling water. The Hundred Ghosts Life-taking Array, so sinister just moments before, instantly disintegrated. Suffering from the backlash, Lin Qing opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He stared at Ye Feng and cried out in terror, "How can all my Xuan Arts be completely useless against you? Th-this is impossible!"

Ye Feng chuckled, pulled an ancient wooden token from his clothes, and waved it at Lin Qing. "In the face of this," he said calmly, "do you really think your talismans and Xuan Arts are of any use?"

When Lin Qing saw the Token, he couldn’t help but scream.

Chapter 102: You’re in for some seriously bad luck, daring to provoke Dragon Tiger Mountain!

"The Celestial Master’s Token... That’s actually the Celestial Master’s Token!"

Lin Qing screamed, and in the next moment, his face turned ashen.

The Celestial Master’s Token is the number one treasure of the Xuan Sect. It possesses a natural, bloodline-like suppression over all the Xuan Sect’s arts and talismans. It could be said that with the Celestial Master’s Token in hand, one is virtually invincible.

He screamed again. "That Celestial Master’s Token was taken by the Xuan Sect’s Celestial Venerable, Zhang Tianshun, when he vanished without a trace! How could it be in your hands? This is impossible, impossible!"

Ye Feng looked at Lin Qing and said with a grin, "What if, just maybe, Celestial Venerable Zhang is my master?"

"You... you’re Celestial Master Zhang’s disciple? His Xuan Arts are unfathomably profound! Doesn’t that mean your Xuan Arts cultivation has also reached the Profound King level?"

Ye Feng shook his head. "Your thinking is too small. Guess higher."

"Could it be... you... you’re already at the Profound Venerable level?" Lin Qing’s voice trembled as he shouted.

Xuan Art cultivation has its own system of ranks. Those street-side fortune-tellers and graveyard Feng Shui readers are merely novices. Only by becoming a master of metaphysics can one be considered a true practitioner.

But to establish a foothold in the Xuan Sect, one must reach the Profound King level.

A Profound King can not only create their own talismans but can also set up arrays, borrow the power of heaven and earth, and kill with a single thought. They are truly terrifying.

Above the Profound King is the Profound Venerable.

Upon reaching the Profound Venerable level, one can alter the fate and fortune of an entire region and control the life and death of its people, becoming a truly fearsome existence.

Such beings are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns; even Dragon Tiger Mountain doesn’t have more than a handful.

A being like that could annihilate him with just the lift of a finger.

’If Ye Feng is that kind of being, then I’ve really kicked an iron plate today.’

At this thought, he lost all will to resist. With a THUD, he fell to his knees before Ye Feng and kowtowed repeatedly, stammering through his trembling,

"M-My Lord, it was I who had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai! I have offended you! I kowtow to atone for my sins. I beg you to spare a mere ant like me! I will never dare to provoke you again!"

Ye Feng bent down to look at Lin Qing and chuckled. "You went after my woman. Do you really think I’d let you go?"

The next instant, Lin Qing’s body exploded into a cloud of blood mist. A gust of wind blew past, and Lin Qing vanished completely from the world.

The young Daoist beside them could no longer take it. He was so terrified that he violently sprayed a mouthful of blood, which was clearly mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

...

「A thousand miles away, on Dragon Tiger Mountain.」

「In the Celestial Palace Hall.」

An old man with a pure white beard and hair, dressed in Daoist robes, was meditating with his eyes closed.

Just then, a Daoist priest hurried in and reported respectfully to the old Daoist:

"Reporting to the Sect Leader! Daoist Lin Qing’s life tablet has suddenly shattered. It’s clear that he has... he has passed away!"

Hm?

The old Daoist’s eyes snapped open, a sharp light glinting within them. He murmured,

"It has been many years since anyone dared to act so insolently before Dragon Tiger Mountain. Now someone has jumped out to kill one of our own. They must have eaten a bear’s heart and a leopard’s gall!

"Are they trying to grind our Dragon Tiger Mountain’s face into the dirt?!"

In the next moment, his voice turned icy. "Go. Send for Celestial Master Ling and have him investigate this matter thoroughly."

The Daoist heard this and exclaimed in shock, "Sect Leader, Celestial Master Ling’s methods are the most severe! He’s known to wipe out entire families at the slightest provocation. Are you sure you want to send him?"

The old Daoist nodded and said in a cold voice, "In recent years, Dragon Tiger Mountain has been too gentle in its methods. That’s why these insignificant clowns now dare to stir up trouble. So this time, I will use thunderous means. I want the world to know that no one can provoke Dragon Tiger Mountain. Go and pass on the order immediately!"

"Yes!" The Daoist bowed his head respectfully, turned, and left. He sighed and said to himself,

’To dare provoke Dragon Tiger Mountain... you’ve really picked a fight with the wrong people this time. You’re in for some seriously bad luck! Your entire nine generations can wait for you in hell!’

A bolt of lightning tore across the sky, looking as if it had split the heavens in two. It was followed by a deafening clap of thunder, and the entire world seemed to shake.