Chapter 11: Audacious Arrogance

"Wang Xiaoshi, release Xiaohui immediately, or I will show no mercy!"

Arriving at the residence gate of the sect where Wang Xiaoshi of the Qitian Sect dwelled, Wu Tian roared in anger.

The Qitian Sect encompassed a considerable expanse, with individuals of some renown having their own residences, such as elders with their abodes. Wang Xiaoshi's master was one such elder, not holding an exceptionally high status but still enjoying decent treatment.

Presently, Wu Tian stood before their residence, bellowing with fury. Inside the mansion, both servants and fellow disciples witnessed the presence of Wu Tian.

"Isn't this the notorious waste of the Qitian Sect? Rumor has it that he left the sect, so why has he returned?" Some disciples murmured with a hint of mockery.

Boom! A resounding crash echoed as the disciple ridiculing Wu Tian was sent flying, crashing heavily into a wall and instantly meeting his demise.

"Damn it! I am, after all, your senior among this bunch of bastards. Do you not understand basic courtesy?" Wu Tian menacingly scanned everyone present, exuding an aura of disdain.

These disciples were subdued by Wu Tian, a display of dominance only possible for the strong.

"Wu... Wu Tian! This is the elder's residence. You dare to intrude without announcing yourself..." 

Before he could finish his words, Wu Tian blasted him away.

This eighth-level martial disciple, despite his prowess, was kicked by Wu Tian and lay on the ground, barely alive.

"Daring to intrude into the elder's residence without prior notice, have you no respect for our guards..."

Boom! Several more crashes, and the guards of the elder's residence were all sent flying.

Wu Tian advanced through the mansion in search of Wang Xiaoshi, dealing with anyone in his way with force.

The current Wu Tian was not the incapable one from before; he had reached the level of a tenth-level martial artist. Even those guards with martial prowess couldn't withstand a single punch from Wu Tian, let alone disciples weaker than first-level martial artists.

As Wu Tian continued overturning disciples in the mansion, eight elite guards clad in armor, wielding spears, rushed toward him. These guards were the core protectors of the elder's mansion, all with martial prowess ranging from first to fifth-level martial artists.

"Wu Tian, audacious!" Guard Captain Xiong Gang shouted at Wu Tian, who was already engaged.

Wu Tian frowned, his aura no less imposing, and retorted, "Do you have the privilege to address me by name? You're just a servant within the Qitian Sect, are distinctions between master and servant now irrelevant?"

Although there were separate sects within the Qitian Sect, Xiong Gang was merely a guard of this mansion, a servant. According to sect etiquette, he should have shown respect to disciples of the Qitian Sect, even if they were not from this particular residence.

Xiong Gang not only lacked respect but also confronted Wu Tian arrogantly, a stark contrast to a year ago when Wu Tian was considered worthless.

"Humph! Wu Tian, you're nothing but a worthless waste within the Qitian Sect. Why should I address you by name? You're not fit to be a disciple of the Qitian Sect!" Xiong Gang pointed at Wu Tian, disdain evident in his tone.

Wu Tian chuckled coldly, a glint of coldness in his eyes. "Haha! Unworthy? Today, I'll show you what 'unworthy' truly means!"

"Hehe, shameless boasting!" Xiong Gang sneered, utterly dismissive of Wu Tian.

At that moment, the Black Dragon Blade appeared in Wu Tian's right hand. He infused his true qi into the blade, causing it to tremble, releasing an immense aura.

Xiong Gang disdainfully remarked, "A broken and blunt blade, fitting for a waste like you."

Whoosh!

As Xiong Gang finished speaking, a loud whistling sound appeared in front of him. His expression changed drastically, but it was too late to dodge.

Crack! Boom!

With Xiong Gang's chest armor shattered, his body was sent flying, crashing into the wall. The thick wall caved in upon impact.

Although Xiong Gang's chest was protected by armor, it was now in disarray, with a bloodstain appearing, spreading outward.

Witnessing this scene, everyone around was dumbfounded. If overturning those weaker disciples shocked them earlier, now they were witnessing a monster. Xiong Gang, a fourth-level martial artist, was almost killed by a single slash from Wu Tian. Moreover, it seemed Wu Tian had more power to spare. What kind of monster was he?

"Why... why are you so... so formidable?" Xiong Gang, in disbelief, pointed at Wu Tian, struggling to find words, whether due to severe injuries or astonishment.

"You said I'm not worthy of staying in the Qitian Sect, didn't you?" Wu Tian squinted at Xiong Gang.

In agony, Xiong Gang coughed up a mouthful of blood, then fell unconscious.

The other guards in the vicinity eyed Wu Tian nervously. Wu Tian, with a calm tone, asked, "Anyone else?"

Though Wu Tian's voice was calm, it carried an overwhelming arrogance. The guards, drenched in sweat, all stepped aside, creating a path for Wu Tian.

"Very well, you understand the situation. I won't kill you today!" Wu Tian left these words and continued angrily towards the inner part of the mansion. Since he hadn't found Wang Xiaoshi, he seized a disciple and inquired, "Speak, where is your eldest brother Wang Xiaoshi?"

"Probably in... the backyard!" The disciple, a fifth-level martial artist, dared not oppose Wu Tian.

Thus, Wu Tian headed straight to the backyard and kicked open the back door with a resounding crash.

"Wang Xiaoshi, come out!"