allendalepharm Chapter 66 Madman!
Chapter 66 Madman!
Chapter 66 Madman!
In recent years, under the instructions of certain individuals, the company has adopted a suppressive attitude towards the Three Truths Method, even openly so.
The most direct manifestation of this is the allocation of the Ten Elders positions. The so-called Ten Elders are a collective term for ten powerful figures who stand at the top of the world of supernatural beings.
As a prominent lineage with clear modern records of "ascended beings," the Sanzhen lineage surprisingly has no place in the Ten Elders Association, which represents the highest power and status in the world of supernatural beings.
Those with discerning eyes in the industry can sense something unusual about this.
Rumors had long circulated in the martial arts world that all of this stemmed from an old incident from decades ago:
At that time, there was an extremely distinguished person who personally asked the Three Truths Sect for the method of becoming an immortal, but was refused.
This matter caused quite a stir and controversy back then.
Later, the former head of the Sanzhen School personally came forward to clarify, claiming that this was just a rumor and should not be taken seriously.
North China, Nadutong Branch.
The office building was brightly lit late at night, with the security level at its highest. A black sedan with a special license plate drove into the compound without warning. The door opened, and a pair of sleek feet in black high heels stepped out first.
.....
Ren Fei, the head of the Central China region, unexpectedly arrived at this time.
She wore a well-tailored dark suit, her long hair was neatly tied up in a bun at the back of her head, her face was beautiful but her expression was cold and stern, her eyes were sharp as knives, and she exuded an oppressive aura of someone who had long held a high position.
"Hey! Sister Fei! What brings you here?" Xu Si, who had been waiting near the lobby downstairs, quickly greeted her with a smile, his tone warm but cautious. "What brings you to this remote corner so late at night to give us your guidance?"
"Xu Si," Ren Fei said, her voice cold and clear, cutting straight to the point without stopping, "Perfect, saves me the trouble of looking for someone. I need to see Lu Linglong, now."
Behind her followed two men like shadows. One was an ordinary-looking man with a composed demeanor, known as "Black Pipe," a temporary worker in the Central China region. The other was a burly man with bulging, muscular arms that stretched his suit sleeves taut, clearly a master of physical strength training.
"This—" Xu Si's smile froze, inwardly groaning, but he quickly composed himself, feigning difficulty. "Sister Fei, look at the time! That girl was frightened today and is injured; she's already asleep. How about this, tomorrow! Tomorrow morning, I'll personally take her to your lodgings, and you can ask her whatever you want, okay?"
"Hmph," Ren Fei's lips curled into a cold smile, her gaze sweeping over Xu Si, "Trying to pull that on me?"
Before she finished speaking, she stopped talking and walked straight ahead.
Xu Si instinctively tried to step aside to block, but the burly man simply raised his arm casually, pressing and pushing on Xu Si's shoulder with a small but powerful and subtle force, carrying an irresistible gentle strength.
Xu Si felt a numbness in his shoulder, and his feet involuntarily staggered back two steps, making way for him.
Ren Fei didn't even glance at him. Leading the two people behind her, she walked straight toward the elevator hall. The sound of her high heels clicking on the marble floor echoed in the quiet hall, crisp and imposing.
"Hey! Sister Fei! Don't rush!" Xu Si steadied himself, quickly took out his phone, and hurriedly called Xu Xiang upstairs while catching up.
The call connected quickly, and Xu Si reported in a low voice, "Dad! Ren Fei is here! She went straight to Lu Linglong! We can't stop her!"
On the other end of the phone, Xu Xiang's voice was unusually calm, even somewhat indifferent: "I understand."
Then I hung up the phone.
Xu Si listened to the busy tone on his phone, completely bewildered, his heart pounding with anxiety. He knew Ren Fei's background and style; if she were to clash with Feng Baobao, who was protecting Lu Linglong—he didn't even want to imagine the scene!
He quickly put away his phone, jogged to catch up with Ren Fei, a smile plastered on his face, but he was determined to stay by her side no matter what, to try and ease the situation. This lady was someone their North China branch really couldn't afford to offend.
Upstairs, in Xu Xiang's office.
Xu Xiang put down his phone and said to Zhao Fangxu, who was sitting opposite him, "Ren Fei has arrived and is already upstairs."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Fangxu frowned immediately, rubbing his temples with a headache: "That girl—she's well-informed and quick on her feet. I can't directly confront her. Old Xu, go and handle it. There's only one principle: you can see her, you can ask her questions, but she absolutely cannot take her away! Be careful not to let her go too far."
Xu Xiang, however, appeared unusually calm. He even picked up his teacup and slowly took a sip before saying unhurriedly, "Don't worry, there are people who are more anxious than us. It's not our turn to rush to the front."
Zhao Fangxu was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized, and a strange expression mixed with disdain and helplessness appeared on his face: "Li Muxuan? This shameless old man—does he really think he's a guardian deity of the Three Truths Sect? He has to meddle in everything."
Xu Xiang put down his teacup, his tone calm yet carrying a certain firmness: "My master, after all, received personal guidance from that person and truly inherited a lineage. What's wrong with forming our own lineage and protecting its traditions?"
"Pah!" Zhao Fangxu spat without any politeness, clearly dismissing this argument. "You wish!"
For decades, have you ever seen anyone even glance at your lineage? Have you ever paid any attention to you? If you ask me, you should be grateful that they haven't wiped out all of you who are just using their name and taken back their heritage!
Xu Xiang wasn't angry. He simply shook his head slowly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "You don't understand. What that person meant—even the patriarch probably wouldn't easily disobey. My master was just stubborn and inflexible. But since he was granted the inheritance back then, our lineage's identity doesn't need anyone else's recognition, much less proof to anyone."
"Fine, fine, Xu Xiang, you're awesome, your whole lineage is awesome!" Zhao Fangxu waved his hand irritably, as if trying to dispel some kind of irritating atmosphere. "Damn it, I was really unlucky back then, how did I end up with you two troublesome master and disciple!"
If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have met you in the first place!
His complaints were half true and half false, and the originally tense atmosphere in the office was somewhat eased by the banter between the old friends.
On the other side, Ren Fei, accompanied by a clarinet-wielding man and a burly fellow, made her way through the North China branch. The employees she encountered were all intimidated by her cold aura and obvious background, and no one dared to stop her. She made her way unimpeded to the dormitory area on Feng Baobao's floor.
The corridor lights, which were originally bright and stable, began to flicker violently without warning the moment the three stepped into this floor, emitting a crackling electrical noise that made the originally quiet space feel eerie.
"Be careful!"
The burly man reacted extremely quickly. With a low shout, his imposing figure rushed in front of Ren Fei like an iron tower. His arms were bulging like rocks, gleaming with a metallic luster, and were crossed in front of his chest. This was his "Iron Gate," a martial art he had practiced for many years and which was strong enough to withstand bullets!
However, a sneer rang out!
In the darkness, a faint yet extremely sharp whooshing sound almost synchronized with the flashing lights! It wasn't the trajectory of a bullet, but a chilling streak of light, moving at a speed that exceeded the limits of visual perception!
...
"Pfft! Pfft!"
Two soft sounds, almost simultaneously. Two tiny blossoms of blood simultaneously erupted from the forearms of the heavily trained man, whose arms were said to be impervious to blades and spears! His steel-like protective energy, along with his tough skin, flesh, and bones, was easily pierced as if a hot knife were cutting through butter!
The intense pain and even deeper horror had just flooded his mind when the cold light did not dissipate or go away, but instead drew a serpentine "S" shape in the air, defying the laws of physics!
Hiss!
Four more soft sounds followed, so fast they seemed like a long tearing sound! The man's shoulder blades and ankle tendons were precisely pierced almost simultaneously! The bone-chilling cold and destructive metallic energy instantly invaded, not only crippling his limbs' core power source but also directly severing several key meridians that circulated his energy!
In a single exchange, this top-ranking expert in external martial arts among the 800,000 was like a puppet whose joints had been removed and whose balloon had been punctured, completely losing his fighting ability.
His wide eyes were filled with disbelief, shock, and fear. He wanted to warn or cry out, but found that an invisible yet domineering force had clamped down on his jaw and throat muscles, preventing him from exhaling even a wisp of air!
It all happened so fast, from the flashing lights to the burly man collapsing to the ground with a thud, it was only half a breath. By the time Ren Fei and Hei Guan had fully recovered from the initial shock, their companion was already lying at their feet like a rag doll, his life hanging in the balance, while an eerie silence remained all around them.
The lights stopped flickering at that moment, and suddenly resumed a steady and ample illumination, turning the corridor into a stark white.
Ren Fei suddenly looked up.
In the middle of the corridor ahead, a figure stood silently, seemingly out of nowhere.
He was an old man, but he was extremely "beautiful" in his old age.
Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded over her shoulders, meticulously combed, reflecting the light like flowing mercury.
He was wearing a perfectly tailored, expensive black suit with a bow tie, and his posture was upright.
Although his face bears the marks of time, his features are still deep and his eyes retain a captivating handsomeness and untamed spirit.
What is most eye-catching are the seven cold stars that slowly swirl and flow around him—seven miniature flying swords, no more than three inches long, as thin as cicada wings, and shimmering with a cold, spiritual light. One of the swords even has a drop of fresh blood on its tip.
He casually put his hands in his trouser pockets, his leather shoes treading on the clean floor without making a sound, and walked slowly toward Ren Fei like a ghost.
Every step carried an invisible, suffocating sense of oppression.
"Li! Mu! Xuan!" Ren Fei spat out the name through gritted teeth, her voice trembling slightly with extreme anger and humiliation, each word seemingly laced with blood. She had never been so provoked, nor had she ever seen anyone dare to treat her like this!
"Very good," Li Muxuan stopped about three steps in front of her, tilted his head slightly, and sized up this woman with the legendary powerful background. His tone was gentle, but more piercing than icicles in the dead of winter. "You didn't yell and scream like a shrew. Otherwise, you would have lost not only your subordinates' ability to act, but also your own tongue."
"You dare?!" Ren Fei's pupils constricted as she growled, attempting to intimidate the other party with her imposing presence.
"You can give it a try." Li Muxuan's lips curled into an almost cruel, playful smile, his still bright eyes showing no reverence for the so-called "background" or "rules".
Only then did the black tube behind Ren Fei realize that he was like an insect frozen in amber, unable to move or even blink.
An invisible yet vast and immense force pressed in from all directions, "freezing" the space around him and firmly "pinching" him to the spot. Any thought of mobilizing his breath or activating his magical artifacts was brutally crushed and suppressed by this absolute power.
Cold sweat instantly soaked his back; the person before him was far too terrifying. He was a great master and senior figure in the martial arts world!
"You attacked my people in Huazhong without cause! Li Muxuan, you are simply lawless, are you tired of living?!" Ren Fei suppressed her heart palpitations and questioned in a low voice.
"Without cause?" Li Muxuan chuckled, his laughter filled with undisguised mockery. "That's a very good word; it perfectly describes the behavior of people like you. You're used to using your status and power to oppress others, but when you encounter someone with even greater power, you suddenly start remembering rules and reason?"
He leaned slightly closer, his eyes, seemingly able to see right through people, staring directly into Ren Fei's eyes, which were slightly red with anger. He spoke slowly and deliberately, "But I'm not Lu Jin, I don't have so many scruples and considerations. I'm not Zhang Zhiwei either, I don't have to worry about the dignity of the Celestial Master's Mansion. I, Li Muxuan, have roamed the world, and I only care about one thing."
His voice suddenly turned cold, each word like iron: "Strong, and weak."
"You're weaker than me. Then kneel down properly! Fear me, be afraid of me! Instead of continuing to put on that arrogant, bossy attitude in front of me like this!"
The moment the words fell—
boom!
An irresistible, invisible force, like a mountain collapsing, crashed down on Ren Fei and Hei Guan!
"Snap—Pfft!"
The dull thuds of bones bearing heavy pressure and the subtle sounds of blood splattering were deliberately suppressed and silenced by some force, making the silence of the corridor seem particularly eerie.
Ren Fei and Hei Guan were powerless to resist. Their knees slammed into the floor tiles below, sinking deep into them. In the most humiliating position, they were forced to kneel in front of Li Muxuan!
The two men's upper bodies were forced to stand upright by another force, like two frozen kneeling statues, with glaring bloodstains and spiderweb-like cracks spreading rapidly beneath them.
Yes, Ren Fei, you have powerful connections and are considered a privileged daughter in H country.
Normally, even Lu Jin, one of the Ten Elders, or Zhang Zhiwei, the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, would probably give you some face and be unwilling to easily antagonize the forces behind you.
But tonight, you've met Li Muxuan.
A grandmaster who once stirred up the world, betrayed the Quanxing sect, and was capable of establishing his own school, was a madman who had no reverence for anyone except the very few people and principles he believed in.
He doesn't care whose daughter or granddaughter you are; in his eyes, there's only the difference between "can be killed" and "cannot be killed temporarily."
As long as he can't be slapped to death, he won't submit to anyone, and he'll even bare his teeth at the Heavenly King himself—that's how arrogant and domineering he is!
Ren Fei had never suffered such a humiliation in her entire life. Never!
A "lowly" and "eccentric" figure in her eyes, someone who should be managed by the company, dared to make her kneel! Dared to cripple her!
Extreme anger and humiliation instantly overwhelmed her reason.
Her eyes were bloodshot, and the pure energy borrowed from her body, which she had never truly used at full power, struggled and surged wildly, trying to break through this invisible shackle.
"Li! Mu! Xuan! You deserve to die! I want you dead! I will make sure you die without a burial place!!" she hissed, her voice distorted by excessive force, filled with deep-seated resentment.
"You want me dead, so I'll die? You want it, and you get it?" Li Muxuan shook his head as if he had heard something utterly ridiculous, his tone carrying an indifference and mockery that looked down upon the struggle of ants. "Sometimes I think about it, and you self-righteous bastards are even more arrogant than me. At least I have someone above me who makes me restrain myself a little. You guys really have no one above you."
"Therefore, it's only right that it falls into my hands."
He spoke calmly, and two of the seven swirling flying swords slightly changed direction, their tips pointing towards Ren Fei and Hei Guan's dantian (energy centers). Clearly, he had no intention of stopping there.
"No! No! No! My dear master! Ancestor! Let's stop here! This really can't go on!" Xu Si, who had been watching from a distance with trepidation, barely daring to breathe, could no longer hold back. He scrambled over, sliding to his knees and kneeling at Li Muxuan's feet, clasping his hands together and pleading desperately in a low voice, his face pale with fear, "If this continues, it'll really cause a huge disaster! There'll be no way to stop it! I'm begging you!"
"Xu Si," Li Muxuan glanced down at him, a rare hint of helplessness, almost like watching a junior being silly, flashed across his eyes, but his tone remained calm, "If you could persuade me, the former leader of Quanxing and the head of Sanyi Sect would probably be lining up to offer you tea."
Upon hearing this, Xu Si's heart sank. He knew this man's temperament well; he was truly lawless and acted entirely on his own whims. He now deeply regretted his actions. Had he known this ruthless woman would be lying in wait here tonight, he would have risked being beaten half to death by Ren Fei rather than let her come up!
Sure enough, Li Muxuan's eyes turned cold.
"Ugh—!"
Ren Fei and the clarinet simultaneously emitted suppressed, painful groans, like wild beasts on the verge of death.
Their faces turned deathly pale instantly, blood gushed from the corners of their mouths, and their auras visibly weakened, as if something important within them had been instantly drained and crushed.
That was the foundation of their Qi channels, which they had painstakingly cultivated for many years, and Li Muxuan had destroyed it with his domineering and unparalleled methods! The intense pain and the despair of having their cultivation completely destroyed caused the two of them to faint completely.
Li Muxuan remained expressionless, casually raising his hand as if dealing with two bags of garbage.
A gentle yet irresistible force swept up the unconscious Ren Fei, Hei Guan, and the burly man sprawled on the ground, and tossed them out of the open window like sandbags, disappearing into the night outside without mercy or concern for whether they died or survived the fall.
In the corridor, only Xu Si remained, kneeling on the spot, his face ashen, utterly despairing.
Li Muxuan walked up to him, reached out, and lightly patted his slicked-back hair twice. The gesture was casual, like an elder to a junior, but his words were as cold as a knife: "Boy, don't be delusional."
"Even without today's incident, those pampered young ladies would never even look at a country bumpkin like you. Wake up."
His thoughts were laid bare by Li Muxuan.
Xu Si understood this principle perfectly well, but... if one could understand it and put it into practice, there wouldn't be so many fools in the world.
They should all become saints on the spot.
Please vote with your monthly tickets and give me a reward!
It has to be Li Muxuan.