The Arrogant Que Tianyi

The Arrogant Que Tianyi . . .

Que Tianyi, a figure of distinction among the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, bore the distinction of being a personal disciple of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor himself. He had stepped into the shoes previously occupied by Qin Wentian, a role of great responsibility and prestige. As a descendant of the Scarce Moon Immortal King, Que Tianyi had participated alongside Qin Wentian and Hua Taixu in the recruitment event held in the Royal Sacred Region.

Within the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, Que Tianyi's stature was lofty. He possessed remarkable talent and an unwavering commitment to his cultivation. Having reached the ninth level of Celestial Phenomenon some time ago, his sole ambition now was to lay the foundation for immortality and ascend to the ranks of the immortals.

On this occasion, Que Tianyi led a group of disciples from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect to the City of Ancient Emperors for cultivation. These individuals held pivotal roles within the sect, each gifted with extraordinary talents. Gusu Tianqi, his junior apprentice brother, had particularly excelled during the recent once-in-a-hundred-years Immortal Banquet and earned the privilege of becoming a personal disciple of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor. Just a month ago, Gusu Tianqi had also attained the ninth level of Celestial Phenomenon.

Apart from those privileged to be personal disciples, several others served as ordinary disciples of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor. These individuals had the privilege of receiving personal tutelage from the immortal kings within the sect, and their combined strength formed an imposing force. While surrounded by a city teeming with prodigious talents, they remained brimming with self-assurance, firmly believing they could effortlessly sweep away any opposition, establishing their own power to dominate a region within the City of Ancient Emperors.

However, soon after their arrival in the city, a group from a relatively minor sect had audaciously attempted to rob them. Driven by fury, they retaliated by assaulting the sect's headquarters, eventually emerging victorious after injuring its leader. This act allowed them to vent the pent-up frustration they had harbored. Yet, their journey was not devoid of further drama, as they now found themselves entangled in a new altercation within an inn. Who did this young woman believe she was? A mere seventh-level ascendant, yet she demanded an apology from them? The absurdity of the situation irked them.

Confronted by the young lady's unwavering stance, Que Tianyi abruptly commanded her to leave.

"You..." Zhao Xin'er jabbed her finger at them, her tone ice-cold as she continued, "How dare you show such disrespect to Princess Nanfeng and Princess Qing'er? Now, you have the audacity to demand my sect leader's personal presence? I shall never permit such a request."

—BANG!— Que Tianyi's palm slammed onto the table, obliterating it instantly. An intense chill radiated from him as he fixed his gaze upon Zhao Xin'er, his eyes akin to frigid moons, exuding an icy hostility.

In that very moment, the inn's atmosphere grew exceedingly tense. The unattractive young man chimed in, "We attempted to offer you a way out, but you declined it. Now, even if your so-called sect beauties were to willingly approach us, it would ultimately hinge on our whims whether we accept them or not."

Zhao Xin'er couldn't contain her disgust as she muttered, "Shameless." Yet, before she could react further, the repulsive-looking young man blurred into motion, darting toward her with astonishing speed. Despite her attempt to fend him off with a palm strike, his agility was uncanny, allowing him to effortlessly evade her attack. In the blink of an eye, he was before her, his fingers teasingly brushing across her face before returning to his original spot.

"What tender skin," he mused with a sinister grin, bringing his fingers to his nose and inhaling deeply, savoring the fragrance. "Why don't you summon those so-called supreme beauties over here? Let me have a touch of them as well."

His eyes gleamed with provocation, eliciting rage from Zhao Xin'er. However, Leng Pingchao wisely intervened, restraining her and sending a voice transmission, "Xin'er, remain calm. These are not honorable individuals. Let's go back and find our sect members."

Though seething with anger, Zhao Xin'er hesitated. The humiliation she endured was utterly unacceptable.

"We should leave," Leng Pingchao urged, leading her away in retreat.

"Leaving just like that?" Que Tianyi's icy voice echoed through the inn, the oppressive aura he exuded drawing the attention of all present. His strength was evident, as were the capabilities of his companions. Clearly, they hailed from a powerful immortal emperor sect, which explained their arrogance.

Moreover, their ignorance regarding the Qin Sect and their unfamiliarity with figures like Nanfeng Yunxi and Qing'er suggested they were newcomers to the City of Ancient Emperors. Otherwise, they would never have dared to provoke the Qin Sect, given its formidable members. Even Mo Xie had chosen discretion over confrontation. These newcomers were exceptionally audacious, a spectacle the onlookers relished.

Leng Pingchao questioned, "What do you want?"

Que Tianyi pointed at Zhao Xin'er and declared, "She stays. You can leave and fetch reinforcements from your sect."

The geniuses at another table exchanged knowing glances, their excitement evident. Such arrogance was unparalleled. Que Tianyi seemed eager to challenge the geniuses of the City of Ancient Emperors and test the strength of the presumed small sect to which Zhao Xin'er belonged.

Zhao Xin'er paled, while Leng Pingchao calmly proposed, "My junior sister is impulsive. If you seek retribution, I'm willing to stay behind while she returns to our sect to request assistance. Would that be acceptable?"

Leng Pingchao's composure impressed the observers. "Not a bad choice. She can endure what others might find unbearable," they remarked.

"No," Que Tianyi sternly rejected, leaving Leng Pingchao visibly dismayed. She then turned to Zhao Xin'er, saying, "Junior Sister, remain here. I will go and fetch help from our sect."

Simultaneously, Leng Pingchao transmitted her thoughts to Zhao Xin'er, "Xin'er, restrain your impulses. There's no need for us to accept such a disadvantage. Suppress your anger for now, and I'll return quickly with reinforcements."

Leng Pingchao offered a courteous farewell, clasping her hands toward Que Tianyi and his group. Then, with a graceful flicker, she vanished from the scene, leaving an air of quiet intelligence in her wake.

"Seems like that young woman has a bit more sense," remarked the ugly young man with a sly grin. "Even if she brings reinforcements, what does this second-rate sect hope to achieve? Their leader can either kneel before us in apology, or we can render him so helpless he can't even crawl."

Que Tianyi waved off their jests, his nonchalant demeanor contrasting with his cautious words. It was evident that he was merely paying lip service to the idea of caution. He turned to Gusu Tianqi, inquiring, "Junior Brother, why so quiet?"

Gusu Tianqi, another personal disciple of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, shared the same status as Que Tianyi. He calmly responded, "Our purpose here in the City of Ancient Emperors is self-improvement. While it's acceptable to offer some advice, intentionally provoking conflicts isn't necessary."

"Junior Brother, you saw the situation," Que Tianyi replied coolly. "I tried to resolve it amicably, but she refused to relent, insisting on an apology. We couldn't let that slide, or we'd be the laughingstock of this city. If these sects are audacious enough to disrespect us, we'll teach them a lesson. We're here to challenge other geniuses, after all. And by the way, Junior Brother, have you noticed a decline in your edge since that immortal banquet many years ago?"

Gusu Tianqi's gaze darkened, fully aware of the incident referred to by Que Tianyi. Back then, during the competition to become the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's personal disciple, he had been the most acclaimed and presumed to secure the top spot. However, two unexpected dark horses, Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen, had overtaken him, leaving a deep impact on his confidence.

"The Gusu Clan has produced an immortal king every generation. I believe you, Junior Brother, can attain supreme immortal king status. Let your pride match your clan's glory. If others seek to subdue us with their sects, we'll show them their folly and reveal the true power of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect's disciples. The geniuses here are all descendants or disciples of immortal kings and emperors, destined to stand at the pinnacle of the immortal realms. If we can surpass them today, we'll look down upon the entire immortal realm with disdain in the future," declared Que Tianyi, his arrogance unwavering.

Gusu Tianqi remained silent, his thoughts his own.

Que Tianyi then directed his attention back to Zhao Xin'er. "You, come here."

Zhao Xin'er reluctantly stepped forward, her expression a mix of anger and humiliation.

"Unwilling, are you?" Que Tianyi sneered. "Pray that your sect leader arrives soon. I look forward to meeting these so-called supreme beauties from the Qin Sect you mentioned. When they arrive, I'll ensure they understand the true meaning of humiliation, and they'll kneel before me. You'll witness what it truly means to submit."

Que Tianyi dismissed the concept of "supreme beauties" with a wave of his hand. To him, such attention was nothing new. Countless talented women had vied for his favor, even within the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. He had no doubt that the female geniuses among the heaven's chosen there would eagerly vie for his affection.

A cough from a random observer disrupted the tension in the inn. Que Tianyi's gaze honed in on the culprit, a slight smirk on his lips. "In the City of Ancient Emperors, nobody has ever been granted such a privilege."

"Oh, really? Well, I suppose someone has to be the first," Que Tianyi chuckled, unperturbed by the coughing observer. His words hung in the air, a mix of confidence and arrogance that left many in the inn wondering about the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's recruitment choices. Were these newcomers truly worthy of their sect's prestige, or were they simply brash upstarts?

The inn's atmosphere had shifted, with laughter fading into tense silence. The disciples of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect continued to jest, seemingly reveling in their perceived superiority. But they overlooked one crucial detail—the other geniuses in the inn hadn't budged. It was as if they were all waiting for something.

Que Tianyi's voice broke the silence. "They're here." He pointed toward a group of figures descending from the sky. The leader of this group exuded an aura of timeless grandeur, standing with an air of icy arrogance. It was none other than Nanfeng Yunxi herself.

The faces of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect disciples twisted with bewilderment at the sight of Nanfeng Yunxi. Clearly, they hadn't expected this turn of events. The "supreme beauty" Zhao Xin'er had mentioned had exceeded their expectations, not only in beauty but also in presence.

The ugly young man among them couldn't contain his lustful gaze, ogling Nanfeng Yunxi's exquisite figure with unsettling desire. His eyes repeatedly drifted toward her chest, an action that didn't go unnoticed.

Nanfeng Yunxi's anger flared as she locked eyes with the lecherous young man. A moment later, her finger thrust forward, releasing a brilliant red glow that streaked across the sky. The ugly young man's face contorted with terror as a sense of impending doom washed over him. He attempted to rise, but it was too late. Phoenix wings of flames descended upon him.

"ARRGGHHH!" His agonized cry pierced the air. The fiery phoenix wings slashed across his eyes, maiming him instantly. Blood poured from his wounded eyes, and he writhed in pain on the ground, his hands clutching his face. Shocked gasps filled the inn as the members of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect leaped to their feet, only to find themselves encircled by Nanfeng Yunxi's companions, who had swiftly moved into formation.