Life and Death Risk

Su Xue felt a bit tense, avoiding eye contact as she whispered, “Well then, see you tomorrow.

“Alright, see you tomorrow, Eldest Senior Sister. Don’t miss me too much!” Ye Bai laughed heartily, stepping onto the forked path leading to his residence.

Su Xue blushed, scoffing, “Who would miss you? I certainly won’t!”

However, deep down, she knew it was impossible not to think of him. His image had already filled her mind.

After parting ways with Su Xue, Ye Bai hummed a tune while heading towards his courtyard. Along the way, disciples halted and greeted him upon sight.

“Senior Brother Ye!”

“Hello! Senior Brother Ye!”

Returning to his courtyard, Ye Bai received numerous respectful greetings, his mood brightening. These benefits were the result of strength!

News of his altercation with Zhao Le, the disciple he had previously beaten to the point of vomiting blood, had spread throughout the sect.

Everyone now knew that Ye Bai was no longer the useless individual he once was.

Presently, he not only associated with Eldest Senior Sister Su Xue but also possessed a cultivation level of at least a third level of Qi Condensation.

Although many disciples found this hard to believe and accept, Zhao Le’s fate forced them to acknowledge the reality.

Unbeknownst to Ye Bai, he had unofficially risen to the position of the second strongest in the sect, with Eldest Senior Sister Su Xue above him.

Humming his tune, Ye Bai was about to enter his courtyard when a sudden chill ran down his spine. Without hesitation, he swiftly retreated.

Simultaneously, in the courtyard, an elder in a gray robe coldly snorted, glaring at him with displeasure. A burst of spiritual light shot towards Ye Bai, creating a deep pit where he had previously stood.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Bai’s pupils contracted, sensing a brush with death. He was certain that if he hadn’t dodged in time, that strike would have left him either dead or crippled.

Anger flared within Ye Bai as he dispensed with basic courtesy, directly addressing Elder Zhao, “Elder Zhao, I’m unaware of any offense I’ve committed against you. Why are you trying to kill me?”

Elder Zhao sneered, “Ye Bai, you dare ask me that? Let me ask you, what did you do? You know the relationship between Zhao Le and me. Yet, you crippled him. Did you think a junior like you could stir up a storm so easily?”

Ye Bai’s expression remained unchanged. However, a glint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes as he calmly stated, “Elder Zhao, I don’t know if you’ve investigated the matter. Your relative, Zhao Le, insisted on challenging me, forcing me into a duel. If it weren’t for that, do you think the outcome would be the same?”

“Trash like you should’ve just taken the beating. You should’ve let Zhao Le beat you standing. Why resist?” Elder Zhao sinisterly remarked.

“Why should I?” Ye Bai sneered, loudly declaring, “We’re all disciples. If Zhao Le challenges me and loses, it’s his own fault. Shouldn’t he be the one deemed useless, seeking death?”

“How dare you!” Elder Zhao erupted, sternly stating, “What kind of thing are you? Do you think, with your first level of Qi Condensation, you can act arrogantly, even if you comprehend a heaven-level technique? Now, you’re nothing more than an ant!”

“Ha-ha-ha, an ant!” Ye Bai’s eyes mocked, saying, “Elder Zhao, let’s see in a few years who the real ant is.”

Hearing this, a hint of killing intent flickered in Elder Zhao’s eyes. He coldly smiled, saying, “Alright, with such confidence, I want to see what gives you this much self-assurance.”

With a wave of his sleeve, a buzzing sound filled the air. Before Ye Bai, a silver flying sword, emanating a spiritual glow, appeared.

Narrowing his eyes, Ye Bai sensed extreme danger. His pores tingled with discomfort. He knew that if he couldn’t handle this strike, he might die on the spot. Elder Zhao, at the Foundation Establishment Stage at least, had a vast power difference.

The flying sword, just appearing, thrust towards Ye Bai’s forehead.

A trail was cut through the air, and with a layer of spiritual light, the sword, just close to his forehead, made Ye Bai feel a sharp pain. Hot blood even began to flow down.

As the dense sound echoed, Ye Bai, without unleashing his sword technique, was covered in numerous sword scars. His red blood stained his clothes, and his long sword fell to the ground.

In his eyes, Ye Bai harbored an endless resentment.

He believed that given a little more time, not much, he could make Elder Zhao realize the true meaning of absolute strength.

Unfortunately, he no longer had the chance.

“Ye Bai, foolish people like you will never understand what it means to hide one’s capabilities. You will never have a day to stand out. Offending the wrong person will only lead to death!” Elder Zhao looked down at him, indifferent, like one about to crush an ant.

Simultaneously, the flying sword’s spiritual light surged, piercing through Ye Bai’s forehead.