Attracttion.
Old Chang directed his scornful gaze skyward, fully aware that this was a trap orchestrated by the central continent's individuals. Unperturbed by the knowledge, he decided to play into their scheme, determined to ensure they never attempted such a maneuver again.
"Understand your crime, Feng," Old Chang spoke down to the red-haired individual, an imposing presence exuding from him. It wasn't his trademark explosive aura, but rather an innate pressure that emanated from his mere presence.
"Grand Elder Chang, please, can we discuss this for a moment?" The red-haired individual, Yan Feng, pleaded with a strained smile, concealing his inner frustration. He avoided flying up out of respect for Old Chang.
"Discuss what? Your disrespect for our history?" Old Chang snorted, his disdain evident.
Yan Feng had been a highly respected genius from three generations ago. He had chosen to establish his sect rather than joining another, a decision that hurt the pride of N1 Sect, as they had also extended an invitation to him.
"No, please, Grand Elder Chang, allow me to explain. Let's go inside and have some tea while we discuss this matter," Yan Feng implored, anxiety edging his voice. He was well aware that Old Chang had detected their plan, but his nonchalant response worried Yan Feng. What if their plan failed? How could he face his ancestors if it fell apart?
"Hah... HAHAHAHAHA... HAHAHAHAHA... Do you think this little formation can hold me if I want to leave? Feng, you know what? If I finish this quickly, my disciples will have to take time off their training," Old Chang chuckled, the sound resonating like a thunderclap. He turned to the elders and commanded, "Eliminate every elder in the sect," before descending to the ground.
The elders complied, their expressions eerily detached.
Yan Feng cursed inwardly, his desperation growing.
"Now, Feng, let's discuss this matter," Old Chang addressed Yan Feng with a smile akin to that of an elder addressing a junior.
"Y-Yes, of course," Yan Feng replied with forced cheerfulness, leading Old Chang to his peak, unaware that he wasn't the only one present.
--
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! I need to get out of here quickly!" Alex swore as he witnessed his prediction come true. He glanced back at the approaching elders, trying to gain as much distance as possible. He realized he would have to resort to that technique.
"HALT RIGHT THERE!" The elders shouted in outrage, incensed that they, as peak-level elders, were being outmatched by a young brat.
Alex stopped and turned to face them. His hand moved to his back, drawing out his sniper. He channeled his energy into it before firing a shot.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
The sniper roared, and the bullet streaked into the sky.
The elders, taken by surprise, evaded the projectile with ease.
"WHAT KIND OF WEAPON IS THIS? DRAGON DESTROYING FIST!"
BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
An elder unleashed an energy wave in the form of a dragon.
PEW!!! PEW!!! PEW!!! PEW!!! PEW!!!
Alex fired his sniper five more times, seemingly missing his targets.
The elders were perplexed by his actions, but they continued their pursuit, almost reaching the spot where Alex stood.
With a sly smile, Alex changed direction and darted into a large peak.
"STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!" The elders bellowed, their faces contorted with anger. One elder sent forth an energy wave, but...
He felt something amiss, turning his head to see...
"W-..."
Each elder had a hole in their forehead.
A single thought emerged in the mind of the lone elder as his own consciousness faded.
--
-- [Congratulations! You have killed Soul Awakening Realm (Infant) Cultivators. X12
+345678 Years Of Cultivation.]
Inside the peak, Alex grinned at his unparalleled harvest. "I'll become a top-tier cultivator in the realm I break through to with all this lifespan.
He focused on his weapon. "Qi energy is more versatile than I thought. The silencing technique proved useful." Alex had experimented extensively during the forging process, infusing various energies and trying different methods, he even wanted to change the shape of the different irons he was working with, most of them actually worked making Alex extremely happy but since he didn't have time to experiment more he stopped... The results were still unrefined, but he couldn't afford to dwell on that now.
Alex right now didn't do something amazing at it seemed he did, he just manipulated his bullets to fire and he made it look like he missed, Bullets hit the tree to slow them down as they would get out of Alex'es Qi if they flew straight like that, after that Alex just made them turn around and hit the heads of the Elders, very easy thing to do, He wanted to create this technique but he didn't have time right now, he needed to hurry up.
"Let's speed up." He squatted and concentrated all of his energy on his feet.
BOOOOOM!!!
Alex dashed away.
--
30 seconds later.
Alex arrived at an underground tunnel, an intricate maze of carved stone.
"Fudge! Where is this thing calling me to?" Alex's search was in vain, he was feeling immense attraction to something since he came to this sect, his plan of farming Sect Elders Was out of the pocket after he felt something calling to him, from this exact place at that.
"Phew... focus, Alex." He let his intuition guide him and eventually arrived at a colossal wooden door, adorned with intricate carvings.
"Could this be the treasury?" Alex's excitement was overwhelming as he gazed at the majestic carvings on the door, these carvings were really too pretty as they described many things, it reminded Alex of Ancient drawings from his past, he could not understand it so he looked in front and decided to enter the Door to find out if he was right and this place was actually a treasury and he hit the jackpot this time.
"I hope breaking it won't be too hard. [Mountain Shatter Fist (10 Mountains) Max]." Alex got to the stance and used techniques
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
A resounding crack echoed as the door gave way, and Alex's heart raced in anticipation. But upon entering...
"WHAT THE HELL???!!"
End Of Chapter.