30: You deserve to die for insulting your master.

For a moment, all the male Cultivators on the entire Rocky Beach fixed their gazes on Su Lin.

The emotions contained in their eyes were extremely complex:

Shock, incomprehension, doubt.

But even more, it was jealousy and envy that almost materialized and gushed out!

Why?

What on earth was this man relying on?!

He was merely at the Nascent Soul Initial Stage, a cultivation level that could only be considered below average among this group of Prodigies.

Yet, the two women beside him, both in appearance and temperament, were peerless in their elegance, like exiled Immortals and demonesses who had fallen from the Nine Heavens into the mortal world; they were beings whom merely gazing upon felt like a luxury.

And now, these two peerless beauties, who should have been high above and untouched by worldly affairs, were actually… actually supporting that unremarkable man, one on each side, in an intimate posture!

The icy Fairy on the left, her cold gaze fixed solely on him, as if nothing else in the world could enter her eyes.

The enchanting demoness on the right even leaned half her body against him, her captivating peach blossom eyes constantly sending him secret glances, openly revealing her infatuation and possessiveness.

This scene, for all the male Cultivators present who prided themselves as Prodigies, was even more unbearable than having their cultivation crippled in public!

“Did… did I see wrong? Was… was that guy being held hostage by the two Fairies?” A young Cultivator rubbed his eyes.

“Held hostage? Are you blind!” His companion beside him growled sourly, “Look at the eyes of those two Fairies again! That’s clearly… clearly…”

He couldn't continue, because he couldn't bring himself to say the word “admiration.”

Admitting that someone with far inferior cultivation had gained the favor of two peerless Fairies was more unbearable than killing him!

“Heaven is blind! What virtue or ability does this kid possess to enjoy the blessings of two women at once!”

“I think he’s just relying on a good flying Magic Treasure to deceive the two Fairies!

Once we enter the Fallen Immortal Ravine, without the protection of elders, he’ll be a good-for-nothing!”

“Exactly! We must find an opportunity later to properly deal with this pretty boy!”

Streams of gazes and Divine Sense, filled with jealousy and malice, shot towards Su Lin like sharp arrows.

However, Su Lin, at the center of the storm, seemed oblivious to it all.

His expression was calm, his steps unhurried, as he enjoyed the support of his two disciple, as if he had long grown accustomed to such a scene of widespread attention.

This was not something he deliberately feigned.

Having once been a Grand Ascension Supreme, looking down upon eternities, what kind of situation had he not witnessed?

The mere jealousy of a few juniors, in his eyes, was nothing more than the clamor of ants, not even worthy of making him frown.

On the contrary, Mu Qingxue and Luo Ximei, by his side, were extremely sensitive to the surrounding gazes.

Mu Qingxue’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of displeasure and killing intent flashed in her clear, cold eyes.

An invisible chill emanated from her body, and several Cultivators nearby, whose gazes were the most audacious, felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their Divine Souls almost freezing. They quickly lowered their heads in terror, no longer daring to look again.

Luo Ximei, on the other hand, chuckled, her gaze sweeping over the Cultivators present, “Is my Revered Master someone you trash can casually peek at?”

In her voice, there was undisguised killing intent.

It sent shivers down everyone’s spines.

Revered Master?!

This address, like a thunderclap, exploded in everyone’s minds!

This Nascent Soul Initial Stage man… was actually the Revered Master of these two peerless Fairies?!

This… how could this be?!

A Nascent Soul Initial Stage Revered Master, who taught two disciple who were at least in the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul Stage?

What kind of fantasy was this?!

“Hahahaha! You’re killing me! Revered Master?”

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, an arrogant and jarring laugh broke the silence.

From the crowd emerged a young man dressed in a luxurious golden robe, holding a folding fan, with a handsome face that carried a hint of wickedness.

Behind him followed several attendants whose auras were equally strong, clearly Core Disciples of a major Sect.

The young man fanned himself, his gaze brazenly sweeping back and forth over Mu Qingxue and Luo Ximei.

This filled the two women with disgust, especially Mu Qingxue, who had always detested such gazes.

“I am Zhao Tianyu, the Young Lord of the Jin Yang Sect.

May I ask the two Fairies, who are you? Why would you acknowledge such a useless man as your Revered Master?

Could it be that this fellow used some unspeakable means to coerce the two Fairies?”

“Presumptuous!”

“You’re courting death!”

Two delicate shouts, filled with extreme killing intent, rang out almost simultaneously!

Before Zhao Tianyu’s words had even finished, his entire being was firmly locked by two distinctly different, yet equally terrifying, Qi auras!

The smile on his face instantly froze, and a chill that made his soul flee rushed from his tailbone straight to the top of his head!

Only then did he realize in horror that although the auras of these two exquisite women were also at the Nascent Soul Stage, their oppressive power… was a hundred times more terrifying than any Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator he had ever seen!

“Two Fairies…” The wickedness on his face was instantly replaced by fear, and he chuckled dryly, trying to explain.

However, it was too late.

“Daring to insult Revered Master, you deserve death.”

Mu Qingxue’s clear, cold voice carried no emotion as she took a light step, about to make a move.

But just then, a soft, boneless jade hand gently rested on her shoulder.

“Seventh Junior Sister, why trouble yourself to act?”

“Such a reckless piece of trash, just leave him to me, your Senior Sister, to handle.”

Mu Qingxue didn’t even look at her, saying coldly, “This person insulted my Revered Master; I should personally clean him up!”

“Oh dear, you can’t say that.”

Luo Ximei stood her ground, smiling as she hooked her arm through Su Lin’s.

“Revered Master is also my Revered Master, how can you hog all this filial piety for yourself?

How about… we compete to see who can make him suffer more, what do you say?”

“How audacious!”

A Late Nascent Soul Stage attendant behind Zhao Tianyu, seeing this, immediately stepped forward and shouted sternly.

“My Young Lord is the future Sect Master of the Jin Yang Sect, what are you things, daring to disrespect my Young Lord!”

No sooner had he spoken than Luo Ximei flicked her finger.

A slender pink Devilish Qi flashed and instantly pierced through the attendant’s glabella.

The angry expression on the attendant’s face instantly froze, the vitality in his eyes rapidly faded, and his entire being seemed to have been drained of all essence, turning into a dried corpse that fell to the ground with a thud.

His Nascent Soul was just about to escape when Mu Qingxue lightly waved her hand, and the Nascent Soul was instantly frozen in mid-air.

“Crack.”

Mu Qingxue’s jade fingers gently closed, and the ice sculpture shattered in response, turning into countless specks of light that completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

On the entire Rocky Beach, hundreds of Prodigies, one by one, turned pale, not daring to even breathe heavily.

A Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, unable to even withstand a single move from the opponent, was thus utterly destroyed in body and spirit?