“This one has come here to visit a relative.” Li Tan replied.
“Hmph, we have rules here at the Weiyang Pavilion. Whether you’re truly here to visit a relative or not, this kind of behavior is an insult to me and my pavilion!”
The man looked upright and righteous, but Li Tan immediately saw through his facade to the shamelessness beneath. Li Tan said, “If that’s the case, then I apologize for the disturbance,” and turned to leave.
Since the main gate wouldn’t allow him through, he’d simply find another way.
But he hadn’t gone far when the man called him back.
“The Weiyang Pavilion isn’t a place where you can come and go as you please! Seize him!”
Two kneeling disciples guarding the gate immediately stood up, blocking Li Tan’s path, though they didn’t make any further moves, and the man didn’t urge them forward either.
One of the guards kept glancing at Li Tan, seemingly trying to convey some message.
Understanding the message, Li Tan turned back, retrieved a spiritual stone from his desolate tower, and with a faint smile, faced the man: “I wonder if this item could compensate for my rudeness toward your pavilion?”
The man’s eyes lit up, feigning aloofness as he said, “Ignorance brings no guilt. Since this is your first visit, if you can show sincerity, I’ll let you off this time.”
“I wonder how much sincerity I must show?”
“That depends on how sincere you are.”
“Would this be sufficient?”
Li Tan tossed the spiritual stone in his hand.
“Just one?”
The man furrowed his brows, “If this is your idea of sincerity, then you might as well go to the dungeon and reflect.”
“No, I think this is sufficient to express my sincerity—using it to eliminate a blood-sucking parasite from your pavilion. Isn’t that enough sincerity?”
Li Tan mocked.
At first, the man didn’t understand, merely feeling perplexed, but he wasn’t an idiot and quickly caught on. Before he could unleash his anger, a sharp pain struck his forehead, and something warm flowed out—blood! He let out a loud scream, like a slaughtered pig.
“Kill him! Kill him!”
The man screamed hysterically, but how could the two guards dare to move?
The early-stage Xiantian Director had been struck by a stone, bleeding from the head. Clearly, this young man was also a cultivator at the Xiantian stage. They were merely two Tian disciples, terrified and unskilled, with no ability to fight back.
So in the next moment,
“Director, we’ll go get help immediately!”
The two guards ran off at full speed, their pace so fast that even Li Tan felt impressed.
Once they were gone, the man, furious, shouted vulgarities like “good-for-nothings” and “idiots,” then, red-eyed, grabbed a large cleaver and charged recklessly forward.
His movements, techniques, and posture couldn’t even compare to a single hair of that evil cultivator from the village earlier. Li Tan couldn’t even be bothered to look, lazily slapping two palm strikes from sharp angles that left the man reeling.
Even this fool now realized he was no match for Li Tan. Still, while retreating, he stubbornly shouted, “You just wait! Daring to offend the Weiyang Pavilion, you won’t live to see tonight’s moon!”
“If I were your pavilion master, I’d throw a grand banquet to thank whoever beat you up like this.”
Whoosh! The man only heard a gust of wind as Li Tan vanished from his original spot, ghosting behind him and delivering a sharp knife-hand strike to his neck.
The man’s consciousness blurred, and he fainted.
“How disgusting. If I’d known earlier, I’d have just hit him with a stick.”
Li Tan disdainfully brushed off his hands after the knife-hand strike and leisurely walked up the steps as if nothing had happened.
He hadn’t killed the man because there was simply no need. Killing him would have truly earned him the Weiyang Pavilion’s enmity, and that wasn’t worth it.
Soon, Li Tan saw the corners of the building, but before getting closer, several middle-aged individuals—five or six in total, three men and two women—suddenly appeared from various directions, surrounding him.
“Daring scoundrel, state your name!”
An older woman shouted.
Li Tan calmly replied, “This one is Li Tan, here to visit a relative.”
“Visit a relative?
Hehe, visiting requires attacking someone from our pavilion? I think your visit is just pretense, while your real intent is to provoke trouble!”
A middle-aged man rebuked.
Li Tan explained leisurely, “This one didn’t want it to come to this either, but that person’s actions were particularly despicable. For the honor of your pavilion, this one had no choice but to teach him a lesson. He’s still lying down there, alive and well.”
“Preposterous!”
“Excuses!”
A man and a woman shouted in succession, like actors in a play, then launched terrifying martial techniques from both sides, attacking Li Tan.
“Die, scoundrel!”
“Although I was at fault too, you people are unreasonable.”
Li Tan shrugged, his right hand grabbing the jade plaque hanging at his waist, then channeling true energy into it.
Then something astonishing happened—the two terrifying martial techniques halted half a meter from Li Tan, as if hitting an invisible wall. With a *boom*, the impact appeared devastating, yet Li Tan remained utterly composed, not a single strand of his hair disturbed.
Li Tan swept his gaze over the five astonished middle-aged individuals, calmly saying, “I merely came to see my younger sister, with no other intentions. If a toll is required, I’ll pay it. But if your pavilion insists on blocking me, don’t blame me for being impolite.”
As previously mentioned, the Weiyang Pavilion was a sect slightly stronger than the Tianlang Sect, and Li Tan had tried to stay low-key within the Tianlang Sect. Why was he so bold here?
Actually, he also wanted to stay low-key, but seeing Li Jiaying was more important than that.
He had a premonition that after today, he might not get another chance to meet that little girl for quite some time, perhaps even forever.
The imperial capital of Daxia seemed calm on the surface but was actually turbulent beneath, and even he couldn’t be 100% certain of escaping safely.
However, to those unaware of these underlying reasons, Li Tan’s behavior was clearly somewhat domineering. Yet, the events of just moments ago had made them extremely wary of him. Thus, exchanging glances, they figured since he only wanted to see a relative, there was no need to offend him completely. So one of them stepped forward to ask, “What is the name of the person you wish to see?”
Li Tan replied, “Li Jiaying.”
“Everyone, withdraw first. Young man, follow me, but remember, don’t do anything you shouldn’t, or you won’t leave here alive.”
The man who stepped forward threatened.
Li Tan nodded, “Of course.”
Li Tan followed this man to a place filled with books, then spent some time pulling out a volume, muttering the name “Li Jiaying” while flipping pages. Finally, he slapped the book shut, saying, “Found it! Follow me,” but as he spoke, his expression suddenly changed.
Frowning, Li Tan snatched the roster from the man’s hand, scanning it until he found Li Jiaying’s name.
Name: Li Jiaying
Age: Thirteen
Hometown: Linjiang
Current Cultivation Level: Mid-stage of the Mortal Cultivation
Assignment: Servant Disciple
Earlier, Li Tan had deliberately chosen a rare ancient text from his desolate tower, aiming to ensure that Li Jiaying and the others could smoothly join the sect and receive favorable treatment.
Yet Li Jiaying’s name appeared under servant disciples. If it were merely for becoming a servant disciple, why would he specially gift a book?
Li Jiaying had previously broken through to the mid-stage of the Mortal Cultivation. By her own abilities, she could easily become an outer disciple within a sect of the Weiyang Pavilion’s caliber—being merely a servant disciple now was unacceptable! In an instant, Li Tan’s gaze turned icy cold.
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