Chapter 378: Get Lost Within Three Breaths, or Die!
"Sigh, there was nothing we could do. The Wind and Thunder Pavilion had two Dou Zun experts from beast clans with them. Before Elder Qi and I could even argue, we were driven out. Elder Qi was so furious he tried to resist and got injured. He's currently being cared for by some disciples and can't move, so I had to come greet you."
Elder Hu sighed heavily, but despite his words, his face was clearly filled with resentment. The domineering behavior of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion had left him quite indignant.
Mu Qingluan's brows furrowed tightly. She suddenly turned to Xiao Yuan and said softly:
"Teacher said that on this trip, you are in charge of everything."
Hearing this, Elder Hu also turned to Xiao Yuan and respectfully cupped his hands. "You must be the Pavilion Master's personal disciple, Young Pavilion Master Xiao Yuan? Hehe, I am Hu Fu. It's an honor to meet you."
"Hu Fu…"
Xiao Yuan raised his eyebrows at the name, and three characters surfaced in his mind:
"Golden Pyramid."
He chuckled and shook his head. "No need to be so formal. Let's go check on Elder Qi first."
"Alright, I'll lead the way."
Elder Hu smiled and nodded, turning to guide them forward.
"Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, what are we going to do about this? The Wind and Thunder Pavilion totally disrespected Starfall Pavilion. If we don't act, we'll become a laughingstock."
Mu Qingluan couldn't help but whisper as she looked ahead at Elder Hu.
"Did you forget why the Wind and Thunder Pavilion ended up like this in the first place?"
Xiao Yuan smiled calmly as he responded.
The group followed Elder Hu through the vast mountain range. The area was now flooded with people, the once-quiet mountains echoing with constant noise, as chaotic as a bustling marketplace.
Among the crowds were a number of powerful auras that even Xiao Yuan had to take a second look at — proof that the ancient ruins had indeed drawn many true elites.
After traveling for a while, the group stopped at a secluded hill. About twenty disciples from Starfall Pavilion stood guard there, but they all looked tired and angry — clearly because they had been forcefully evicted from their camp by the Wind and Thunder Pavilion.
Elder Hu's return lifted their spirits somewhat, and when they saw Mu Qingluan and the rest, their morale finally perked up. Many of them cast curious glances at Xiao Yuan. They had heard plenty of stories about this famous Young Pavilion Master.
"Ahem, Young Pavilion Master, please forgive us for not welcoming you from afar."
As Xiao Yuan and the others landed, a pale old man in red robes emerged from a tent with the support of two disciples. He cupped his fists and spoke respectfully.
"Cough!"
As soon as he finished, Elder Qi was overtaken by a fit of coughing, a trace of blood appearing at the corner of his mouth — clearly, his internal organs had been injured.
"Damn it! Those bastards from the Wind and Thunder Pavilion! If our main forces were here, they wouldn't dare act so arrogantly!"
Seeing Elder Qi's condition, the nearby Starfall Pavilion disciples were once again filled with rage.
Xiao Yuan walked up to Elder Qi, grasped his arm, and examined his condition. After a moment, he nodded lightly and said:
"You're pretty badly hurt. Who did it?"
"Wind and Thunder Pavilion's former East Pavilion Vice Master — Tian Zhen."
Elder Qi sighed.
Xiao Yuan was briefly stunned, then chuckled. East Pavilion Vice Master? At most a peak Dou Sect in strength.
He pulled out a medicinal pill from his storage ring and handed it to Elder Qi. Stretching lazily, he asked, "So the Wind and Thunder Pavilion only has two Dou Zun experts here?"
"Mhm, at least that's all we saw earlier."
Elder Qi nodded as he accepted the pill.
Xiao Yuan nodded slightly, then turned around slowly under the gazes of the crowd.
"Young Pavilion Master, what are you doing?"
Elder Hu asked in surprise.
"Let's go crash their party."
That soft yet firm statement instantly ignited the blood of all the Starfall Pavilion disciples present.
While their main objective was the Dou Saint's remains and Xiao Yuan had no interest in unnecessary trouble, if trouble came knocking, he certainly wouldn't run from it.
Apparently, the Wind and Thunder Pavilion had cozied up to the Heavenly Demon Phoenix clan, which made them arrogant again — but they didn't know Xiao Yuan had arrived.
Their forceful occupation of the camp Starfall Pavilion had previously secured was likely intended to spite Xiao Yuan and to slap Starfall Pavilion in the face.
If Starfall Pavilion chose to ignore this, they'd become a joke. Tolerance was sometimes needed when establishing a sect, but some principles could not be compromised — doing so would damage both the sect's reputation and its disciples' trust.
Now that Yao Lao was the Pavilion Master, and Xiao Yuan was both his disciple and Venerable Feng's successor, he had every right to act as Young Pavilion Master.
If it were the Hall of Souls — a monstrous power far above Starfall Pavilion — maybe Xiao Yuan would've endured and plotted in secret.
But Wind and Thunder Pavilion? They weren't worthy of such caution.
Back when he first arrived in Central Plains, he had already toppled most of their power — and that was nothing compared to today.
Even Venerable Lei served him as a slave now — so what was Wind and Thunder Pavilion, really?
Xiao Yuan's bold move immediately won over the hearts of the young disciples. These weren't average people — now humiliated by the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, they were ready to fight, even if they knew they might lose. They would rather die than let others think Starfall Pavilion was weak.
If it weren't for the two elders restraining them, they would have already started fighting. They thought the humiliation had no outlet — but now, the Young Pavilion Master, once unfamiliar to them, had shown such boldness. In an instant, Xiao Yuan's standing among them soared. Winning hearts, after all, was sometimes just that simple.
The two elders were also stunned by Xiao Yuan's move. But when they saw the eager and angry faces of the younger disciples, their own repressed frustration burst forth. Damn it — Wind and Thunder Pavilion had publicly humiliated them in front of countless elites. If they didn't fight back, they'd never live it down.
They weren't sure of Xiao Yuan's exact strength, but they'd heard from Venerable Feng that he had entered the Dou Zun realm and was a tier-eight alchemy grandmaster. He clearly had the power and the confidence.
"We'll follow the Young Pavilion Master's lead!"
The two elders solemnly cupped their fists and flew forward. Behind them, a large group of Starfall Pavilion disciples followed, their killing intent shocking many onlookers.
Near the center of the Beast Bone Mountains, several peaks towered into the sky. Because of their proximity to the ruins, these prime locations had been seized by powerful factions. Solitary individuals or minor groups could only camp elsewhere.
The entire area was packed with people. Shouting and cursing were constant, and fights over trivial matters broke out all the time. It was complete chaos.
One of the peaks, already occupied, had a large flag fluttering atop it — the words "Wind and Thunder Pavilion" shining in silver, appearing particularly domineering.
The peak was covered with white tents, and faint auras emanated from within — clearly not weak cultivators. Wind and Thunder Pavilion had put a lot into this trip.
At the center of the encampment was a massive tent. Outside it, several fierce Wind and Thunder Pavilion experts stood guard, while occasional laughter came from within.
Suddenly, a muffled sound rang out. A figure was flung backward from the mountain path, screaming as he smashed through a dozen tents.
"Who dares cause trouble at our Wind and Thunder Pavilion camp?! Do you have a death wish?!"
The Wind and Thunder Pavilion guards shouted in shock and fury.
"Seize them! Alive or dead!"
A silver-robed figure rushed out of the main tent and shouted angrily.
In response, a swarm of Wind and Thunder Pavilion members charged out with fierce expressions.
The silver-robed man took a step forward, his expression dark.
Once they captured the intruder, he planned to make them suffer.
Boom boom boom boom!
Just then, the sounds of brutal impact rang out. The group of fierce Wind and Thunder Pavilion members who had just charged down were instantly knocked back, coughing blood, their bodies scorched with lightning, groaning in agony.
The silver-robed man froze mid-step. His eyes darkened. Whoever this intruder was, they weren't weak.
"Who are you? This is Wind and Thunder Pavilion's camp. For our Pavilion's sake, I suggest—"
"I came to smash Wind and Thunder Pavilion."
Before he could finish, a laughing voice echoed up from the mountain path. Then, a wave of people appeared, led by a handsome white-robed young man.
"Oh, it's just Starfall Pavilion. Weren't you the ones we kicked out earlier?"
Sweeping his eyes over Elder Hu and Elder Qi, the silver-robed man sneered.
"You!"
The two elders turned beet red with fury. If not for the fact that they weren't this Tian Zhen's match, they would've acted long ago.
"What, brought some backup to get revenge?"
Tian Zhen laughed even harder, his eyes full of disdain. He couldn't sense their strength, but Xiao Yuan and his companions looked far too young to be Dou Zun powerhouses. As for Venerable Tianhuo, he looked no different from an ordinary Dou Sect expert.
This was exactly as Xiao Yuan had intended — hiding his ace.
"People from Wind and Thunder Pavilion sure talk a lot."
Xiao Yuan waved his hand, and a bolt of green lightning dropped from the sky, piercing Tian Zhen from head to toe.
Tian Zhen, dead.
!!!
"Who's in charge of Wind and Thunder Pavilion? Get out here."
Xiao Yuan's voice, amplified with Dou Qi, spread across the mountain. A dragon's roar even echoed faintly, shocking Xiong Zhan beside him.
Holy crap! Brother Xiao Yuan even has dragon aura?!
As he finished, he flung the lifeless corpse, smashing open one of the larger tents.
"Youngster, how dare you!"
From within the shattered tent came a furious roar brimming with killing intent.
By now, the Beast Bone Mountains were filled with countless cultivators. Many had already sensed something big was coming when Xiao Yuan's group arrived with killing intent. As soon as the roar erupted, the air filled with the sound of people rushing over. In the blink of an eye, the skies around the peak were swarming with spectators.
They looked at the destroyed tent, their eyes filled with surprise. Wind and Thunder Pavilion was considered a strong force in Central Plains — and now backed by the Heavenly Demon Phoenix clan. They had enough clout to take a mountain for themselves. Who would dare provoke them so boldly?
Xiao Yuan ignored the onlookers. His eyes locked onto the source of the explosion — two elderly men in beast robes and a silver-robed man with thunder-patterned ceremonial garb. The earlier roar had come from the latter.
"I'm not wasting words. Three breaths. Get lost or die here."
Xiao Yuan raised three fingers, his voice brimming with dominance.
(END CHAPTER)
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