Conflict

"Zanpakuto, Sword Energy!"

With a loud roar, a black sword energy, a foot long, like a black crescent moon, swirled with wind, swiftly heading toward a giant, high-level beast.

"Puchi!"

As the sword energy slashed, blood also spattered out. When the blood landed, the high-level beast fell to the ground with a boom.

"Hey, another one," Xing Jue said with a smile as he put the beast into his storage bracelet.

"Here you go," at that moment, Wang Yanran, not far from Xing Jue, tossed a white pill towards him.

Xing Jue didn't even use his hand. He opened his mouth and swallowed the pill. Then, he chewed it while playing around.

Seeing Xing Jue's silly behavior, Wang Yanran couldn't help but smile. Although she had only spent a brief time with him, Wang Yanran felt very happy.

It had been six days since the hunting competition started. In these six days, Xing Jue and Wang Yanran had cooperated to hunt a total of thirty high-level beasts and ten mid-level beasts. This harvest was quite plentiful.

However, as time passed, Xing Jue noticed that there were fewer and fewer beasts in the mountain range. In the last two days, high-level beasts were almost nowhere to be found. As a last resort, the two began to hunt mid-level beasts.

But by now, even mid-level beasts were hard to find. The high-level monster they had just killed was the first they had found in the last two days.

"Brother Xing Jue, I think it's about time we head back," Wang Yanran said with a smile as she came up to Xing Jue.

In order to find monsters, the two had been continuously exploring the depths of the mountain range, causing them to move further and further away from the city. It was the same for the other disciples. So, usually, this was the time for everyone to head back.

"Okay!" Xing Jue agreed. They moved, heading back toward the city.

"Damn it, if you have the guts, then kill me!"

But they had only walked a short distance when Xing Jue's figure suddenly came to a stop.

He seemed to have heard Zhao Yue's voice. It sounded as if she was in trouble, but because they were too far away, Xing Jue stopped, focusing his soul energy toward that direction to confirm.

"Kill you? That would dirty my hands. Killing you is easier than squashing an ant!"

"Hmph, then don't even think about taking that monster from me!"

"Okay, Zhu-ge, don't waste any time with her, take it away,"

Sure enough, after Xing Jue focused his soul energy, he clearly heard Zhao Yue and the others' conversation. 赵月 was indeed in trouble.

"Brother Xing Jue, what's wrong?" Seeing that Xing Jue had stopped suddenly, Wang Yanran quickly came over to ask.

"Sister Wang, it seems we can't go back together, My Yufeng Pavilion disciple is in trouble. I have to go help him," Xing Jue told Wang Yanran truthfully.

"In that case, I'll go with you," Wang Yanran said.

"Sister Wang, you shouldn't get involved in this, the other party is from the Nangong family," Xing Jue persuaded her, seeing her eagerness to go.

"Brother Xing Jue, that's not right. What's wrong with being from the Nangong family?" Wang Yanran said a bit angrily after hearing his words.

Xing Jue wanted to prevent Wang Yanran from going, after all, the other party was from the Nangong family. It was one of the strongest forces in the three empires. He didn't want Wang Yanran to clash with them. But with Wang Yanran's insistence, he could only reluctantly agree. Then, the two of them set off at a rapid pace towards where Zhao Yue was.

Although Xing Jue didn't have a deep relationship with Zhao Yue, they were both disciples of the Yufeng Pavilion. So, Xing Jue wouldn't allow anyone to bully Zhao Yue, especially not someone from the Nangong family.

Dozens of miles away from Xing Jue and the others, Zhao Yue was fighting with the disciples of the Nangong family. Her actual strength was actually stronger than Hu Bin, but she was completely no match for the Nangong family disciples. After a few rounds, she was seriously injured.

"Huff, huff, huff!"

At this moment, Zhao Yue was pale and powerless, lying on the ground. Standing next to her were two women with alluring figures. These two were the two female disciples of the Nangong family, whose strength had reached the mid-level Martial Venerable level.

Behind them stood a male disciple whose strength had reached the High-level Martial Venerable level. However, this male disciple just looked at Zhao Yue with a mocking smile, not making a move.

"Are you going to hand it over, or not?" One of the women said fiercely to Zhao Yue.

"If you have the guts, then kill me," Zhao Yue said defiantly.

An hour ago, Zhao Yue and one of the female disciples of the Nangong family had both discovered a mid-level beast. But after killing the monster, Zhao Yue quickly put it into her storage bracelet.

The Nangong family disciple was naturally dissatisfied, so she started fighting Zhao Yue. It turned out she was no match for Zhao Yue. So, she sent out a communication talisman, then the two disciples of the Nangong family rushed over, leading to the current situation.

"Hmph, looking for death," Seeing that Zhao Yue still refused to hand over the beast, the female disciple kicked out at her. This kick sent the helpless Zhao Yue flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood. She lay weakly on the grass, unable to even move.

"Hand it over, or not," the woman asked again. At this moment, she could have just taken Zhoa Yue's storage bracelet directly, but she deliberately wanted Zhao Yue to bow her head.

"You… you… dream…" Zhao Yue said in a weak voice.

Seeing this, the female disciple's heart hardened. She clenched her right fist, and a powerful burst of martial energy gathered in her fist. She then slammed it down towards Zhao Yue.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With a thunderous roar, the two women were unexpectedly knocked backward.

Seeing this, the male disciple behind them quickly caught the two women and then turned his gaze back towards where Zhao Yue was.

At where Zhao Yue was standing, a large cloud of dust obscured everything. In the dust, a standing figure was vaguely visible. As the dust gradually settled, a young man's figure appeared. This was naturally Xing Jue.

"What a fine Nangong family, actually resorting to robbery," Xing Jue stood in front of Zhao Yue, glanced at the three disciples with disdain and said.

Just then, Wang Yanran arrived, quickly helping Zhao Yue up, placing a healing pill into her mouth.

"I thought it was someone else. Turns out it's just that bottom-of-the-barrel kid from the Yufeng Pavilion."

"Your senior sister stole my junior sister's kill. We are simply trying to get it back," the male disciple said slowly, glancing at Xing Jue.

"Two people fighting for one monster, it's about skill. How can that be considered stealing?" Zhao Yue, who had already recovered slightly from her injury, retorted.

"Brother Zhu, don't waste your breath with them. Deal with these kinds of people with a good lesson," the female disciple, who had been fighting with Zhao Yue for the monster, shouted unhappily.

"Oh, alright," the male disciple said with feigned helplessness. He turned his hostile gaze toward Xing Jue.

Xing Jue, however, was not afraid at all. He clenched his five fingers, and a powerful burst of material energy began to gather rapidly.

"What a lively scene," at this time, just as the two were on edge, ready to strike at any moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded.

Immediately, two figures in green, like ghosts, suddenly appeared in front of the Nangong family disciples.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Liu," the three disciples bowed respectfully after the arrival of the two men.

The one standing in the front was "Liu Teng," the most outstanding disciple of the Nangong family's inner palace.

"Junior Brother Zhu, what's going on?" After Liu Teng appeared, unlike the other disciples, he didn't behave rudely. Instead, he asked the male disciple who was surnamed Zhu.

The disciple then described exactly what happened.

"Junior Sister Cui, you're outmatched. Is there a need for this? Did you break your communication talisman?" Liu Teng reproached the female disciple after hearing this.

"Sorry, Senior Brother Liu, I was confused," The female disciple said hurriedly with a bow, her words filled with fear.

"Alright, that's enough of that. We are running out of time. Let's hurry back," Seeing the female disciple admit her mistake, Liu Teng didn't press the matter, and was about to leave.

"Wait," Xing Jue suddenly spoke.

"Junior Brother, is there something else?" Liu Teng glanced at Xing Jue and said with a smile, seeing that he had stopped them.

"Your Nangong family disciples severely injured my Yufeng Pavilion disciple. They should give an apology before leaving. It's not a good look," Xing Jue said with a faint smile.

Hearing Xing Jue's words, Liu Teng's eyebrows furrowed. But after pondering for a moment, he turned to the three disciples and said, "Apologize to Junior Sister Zhao."

After he finished speaking, the three disciples, although they were unwilling, dared not disobey, so they apologized to Zhao Yue.

"By the way, Brother Xing Jue, how was the harvest for your Yufeng Pavilion this time?" After the three finished their apologies, Liu Teng asked Xing Jue with a smile.

"It was quite good," Xing Jue said with a faint smile, nonchalant.

"Oh? Hehe, our harvest was also quite good, too.

It may even be much richer than yours, Brother Xing Jue's. It seems the top spot this year will belong to our Nangong family again," Liu Teng said with a faint smile. His words were full of sarcasm.

Finished speaking, he turned and flashed into the jungle. Then, the other disciples, after rolling their eyes at Xing Jue and the others, followed closely behind.

"That Liu Teng is a real hypocrite," Wang Yanran said slowly, approaching Xing Jue.

"No, I think Liu Teng is a good person. He's much better than the other few," Zhao Yue said at this moment, a bit unhappily. It seemed her injuries had almost healed.

"Hehe," Hearing Zhao Yue's words, Xing Jue shook his head helplessly and chuckled. Zhao Yue's eyesight really wasn't as keen as Wang Yanran's.

While Liu Teng seemed righteous and reasonable, Xing Jue could feel that he was the most dangerous one.

But Liu Teng's previous words had moved him. He could read the strong confidence that Liu Teng had in this hunting competition.

It was clear that their harvest wasn't small, and while Liu Teng's strength was also at the high-level Martial Venerable level, Xing Jue felt that he was stronger. Otherwise, the other disciples wouldn't be so afraid of him. Thinking about this, Xing Jue began to worry about this hunting competition.

After pondering for a while, Xing Jue waved his sleeve and nine high-level beast corpses and three mid-level beast corpses suddenly landed on the lawn.

"Oh my god, so many high-level beasts," Zhao Yue exclaimed in shock, looking at the suddenly appearing beast corpses.

"Brother Xing Jue, what is the meaning of this?" Wang Yanran asked, puzzled, seeing Xing Jue's action.

"Sister Wang, you and Junior Sister Zhao can go back first, I have something to do," Xing Jue said with a faint smile.

"What's going on?" Wang Yanran chased after, asking.

"Hehe, with this matter, please don't interfere, Sister Wang," Xing Jue said with a smile, his words laced with a touch of supplication.

"Er..."

"I have three Pain Relief Pills left. Go ahead and take them, Brother Xing Jue. You may need them," Wang Yanran was intelligent. She knew what Xing Jue was going to do. She said slowly to Xing Jue, then handed him the three Pain Relief Pills.

"Then thank you, Sister Wang," Xing Jue did not refuse her kindness at this time. After saying goodbye, he went back into the depths of the mountain range.

As Wang Yanran had thought, Xing Jue was indeed going to hunt again. But what Wang Yanran completely did not expect was that his target this time was not a Zun-rank High-level Beast, but a Shen-rank Beast.