Translator: CinderTL
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"Hahaha! You little beast, look at you today!"
"Failed? I thought someone as powerful as him would have a much higher chance of withstanding the infusion of vital energy than us, but it turns out, the result is the same as ours."
"Martial artists who cultivate their bodies without the support of pills face a life-and-death struggle; failure is the norm."
In the several cars, there were not just three directors present, including a body cultivation director.
Additionally, there were two innate martial masters representing the directors, making it equivalent to five major directors.
The higher the status, the more they belonged to the realm of interests.
Benevolence, morality, honesty, and trustworthiness had long been discarded by them.
When the wall falls, everyone pushes; that is the basic principle.
If there's an opportunity to step on someone and gain some benefits, no one would remain indifferent.
Especially when someone is leading the charge.
This was also the reason for the presence of the five major directors.
"I want that piece of land back at Wutongkou!"
"Simple! Force Zhou Yi to continue fighting us! This time, she has no one to rely on. If she doesn't fight, then she'll have to spit out everything she previously consumed."
"Zhou Yi is ultimately a bit too naive; she doesn't understand the balance of power. In this round of the Summit Battle, she devoured all our interests, and she ended up profiting immensely. Now, she's broken the tacit agreement and stirred up everyone's anger, hasn't she?"
The convoy quickly arrived at the entrance of Zhou Yi's villa, blocking the entire entrance.
A group of over twenty people got out of the cars, their imposing demeanor indicating they were not here for friendly purposes.
However…
The commotion they caused by storming into the villa courtyard was already quite significant.
It even created an atmosphere of intimidation, yet surprisingly, there was no significant reaction from within Zhou Yi's villa.
As Zhao Tong and the others pondered whether she intended to stubbornly resist, a figure walked out from inside.
Seeing this figure, Zhao Tong was taken aback, and then a sinister look flashed across his face: "What great courage! How dare you appear before me!?"
He turned to the people behind him and said, "I want this person; you go find Zhou Yi. The main business is urgent…"
At this moment, he could still distinguish between priorities.
"Wait!"
At this moment, the body cultivation director keenly sensed something: "There's a smell of blood!"
He raised his gaze and quickly looked into the villa, which had not yet closed its door.
Even though he couldn't see the entire living room due to the angle, he could still see several corpses lying in front of him.
This scene made his pupils constrict.
He fixed his sharp gaze on Li Chunjun: "Kid! What have you done!?"
Li Chunjun said nothing.
He didn't even pause.
As he sensed the vigilance of the crowd, he stepped out of the hall and suddenly leaped forward, his strength exploding beneath him, making him seem like an arrow released from a bow, shooting straight towards the body cultivation director, the strongest among them.
"Presumptuous!"
The director shouted, and the battle knife he wore transformed into a blade of light that tore through the air, slashing towards the oncoming Li Chunjun.
Unlike the other six directors, he could sit firmly in the position of the Qingluan Resort director because of his own strength!
The strength of a body cultivator.
Even when facing Master Qing's top subordinates—Shi Jiang Long and Shi Fuhu—he was not at all inferior!
Thus, having guessed that Li Chunjun was killing people in Zhou Yi's villa, he did not retreat to save himself.
He firmly believed that he himself was the strongest!
But the next second, he felt a violent tremor from the blade that tore through the air!
An irresistible force surged from the palm gripping the knife handle.
At that moment, it felt as if his hand holding the knife had lost all sensation, and he could only watch helplessly as the battle knife flew out of his hand, shooting to the side.
The body cultivation director's eyes widened.
In the reflection of his pupils, the sword that had deflected his battle knife was rapidly approaching with overwhelming force, moving so fast that it was almost beyond the limits of his visual capture.
An unprecedented fear exploded deep within his soul.
Every cell in his body was frantically warning him to dodge.
And he…
Also implemented the will to "dodge" into every corner of his body.
His figure retreated violently.
But…
It was too late!
The sword that had deflected his blade surged towards him with the force of thunder, filling his entire field of vision, and just as he began to retreat, it pressed the shutdown button on his consciousness.
…
To outsiders.
Li Chunjun, who had stepped out of the villa, suddenly soared into the air, piercing through the body cultivation director's blade of light with overwhelming force, and the sword's momentum continued unabated, penetrating his skull.
The entire process, including the time it took for him to rush out of the villa, took less than a breath.
So brief that Zhao Tong hadn't even had time to declare a second "victor"!
The thrust of the sword, the draw of the sword!
After killing this body cultivation director, Li Chunjun's figure did not pause for a moment.
Twenty-three left!
The positions, orientations, and weapons of the remaining twenty-three people were clearly visible in his peripheral vision, as well as in the images woven together by other senses.
His sword swept through the air again, targeting the nearest person behind the body cultivation director.
Shh!
Blood splattered!
At this moment, the remaining directors, innate martial masters, and martial artists finally woke up.
"He killed Director Luo!"
"How is that possible!? How could he kill Director Luo!? Director Luo… is a body cultivator! A true cultivator!"
"Could it be that he also withstood the infusion of vital energy and became a body cultivator!? But Master Huang clearly sent me a message saying he failed the infusion; how could Master Huang lie to me!? No, I need to clarify this!"
"Go! Kill him!"
After waking up, they were thrown into a panic.
Among the twenty-three in the field…
Twenty-two…
Twenty-one martial artists and directors belonged to five different factions.
Although these factions all belonged to the Qingluan Resort, they often competed and undermined each other, with little cooperation among them.
They could handle a favorable situation, but facing Li Chunjun, who had overwhelming advantages, they couldn't organize an effective siege or joint attack, and soon chaos ensued.
Watching those in a state of panic, even rolling on the ground in fear, like Directors Zhao, Liu, and Zhang, Li Chunjun suddenly felt a moment of clarity.
The world is just a huge makeshift stage.
Those who appeared glamorous and powerful enough to cover the sky with one hand are essentially no different from the masses.
Previously, he felt they were so powerful that it was despairing, merely because he had too little contact, shrouded by a layer of mysterious filter.
Moreover, he had shackled himself with the constraints of law and order, feeling restrained and cautious, including scaring himself, which diminished his inner wildness to nothing. Under such circumstances, how could he contend with these figures who were already stronger than him!?
As long as he was willing to cast everything aside, abandon everything, and release everything…
So-called big figures are no more noble than him.
Just like now…
Li Chunjun, with overwhelming force, slaughtered all the innate martial masters and martial artists in the field, holding his sword, chasing after the only remaining Zhao Tong and Director Liu.
"Stop! Li Chunjun! Master Li, stop! Whatever you want, I can give you!"
"Yes, Master Li, it's a misunderstanding; it's just a misunderstanding between us. Why must it come to this? Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth!"
The two were no longer the confident and spirited figures they had been before.
Their faces and eyes were filled with uncontrollable fear.
"Are you no longer angry?"
Li Chunjun looked at Zhao Tong: "I told you, if you're angry, let it out; don't hold it in, it's not good for your health."
Zhao Tong looked at the blood-stained sword in Li Chunjun's hand, swallowed hard, and hurriedly said, "I'm not angry; I'm not angry anymore, Master Li, please forgive me…"
"You're all the same."
Li Chunjun replied.
All the same.
They, Jin Guanghua, Huang Shang, Mo Lei, Han Shan, Jin Guangming, Jin Haoxuan, Shen Zhengxian, all beings…
Before death, they will regret, weep, and plead for mercy.
There's no difference.
Shh!
The sword light swept by.
Li Chunjun's grip on the sword steadied even more.
(End of the Chapter)
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