The man crashed into the mountainside, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, unable to rise for a long time—his injuries were severe.
Those nearby felt a chill. Everyone knew that Shi Hao was a prodigious cultivator, blessed with unparalleled talent. Even in the Celestial Academy, few could rival him.
Yet, no one expected his temper to be so fierce, utterly disregarding Yuan Qing’s envoy, refusing to meet him.
“Doing this… will anger Supreme Yuan Qing! He will kill you, even if you are the strongest of the younger generation. You won’t withstand even a single finger from him!”
The man lying at the foot of the mountain trembled, pointing accusingly at Shi Hao. He was both furious and humiliated—he had expected to be treated with courtesy, only to be kicked away like this, his bones shattered in multiple places.
Gritting his teeth, his face turned ashen.
“Trying to flatter Yuan Qing to enter the Sacred Academy?” Shi Hao glanced at him coldly before striking out with another palm from a distance. With a *bang*, the man was sent flying once more.
This time, there was no movement—the man had fainted, completely immobilized.
Many who had come to witness the spectacle had expected Yuan Qing’s envoy to suppress Shi Hao. Instead, they saw this.
This youth was truly arrogant, refusing to even meet the so-called envoy and beating his messenger senseless.
When Shi Hao’s gaze swept over them, many shuddered. Those with ill intentions trembled, their unease palpable.
“Shi Hao, you dare?!” A voice boomed from afar like rolling thunder, its sound waves surging across the sky, shaking souls.
The crowd’s hearts skipped a beat—they instantly knew who it was. The envoy had arrived!
Shi Hao naturally understood as well. This was Yuan Qing’s descendant, witnessing his actions and now enraged.
But Shi Hao, too, harbored suppressed fury. Where was this? The Celestial Academy! Yet Yuan Qing’s descendant dared to act so arrogantly, pressing him like this.
“Who dares to clamor in the academy? Seeking death?!” Shi Hao roared.
“Shi Hao, are you speaking to me? Such arrogance—do you wish to ruin your own future?!” The voice from afar carried authority, as if reprimanding a wayward disciple.
“Who are you? The Celestial Academy is no place for your insolence!” Shi Hao retorted, his tone lofty, his stance unyielding.
“Impudent! How dare you speak to me like this!” The figure appeared—a tall, lean elder in gray robes, his face austere.
At first glance, he exuded an ethereal aura, but upon closer inspection, his eyes gleamed with sharp light, marking him as no ordinary figure.
“Who is being impudent here? Do you think yourself the master of this place? How presumptuous!” Shi Hao countered, showing no sign of backing down.
His anger burned. Yuan Qing’s envoy had gone too far, coming to the Celestial Academy to berate him. Had this been elsewhere, he might have already been killed.
Enough was enough. If the other dared to act recklessly here, he would be spurning the dignity of the academy’s elders.
“Bold words!” The gray-robed man approached, his gaze icy, shattering his earlier transcendent demeanor.
“Old fool, *you* are the one overstepping! What right do you have to shout here? Challenging the elders’ authority?” Shi Hao snapped.
The onlookers were stunned. This youth was unbelievably audacious, berating even a sect master-level figure without hesitation.
“Little wretch, you lack all respect for your elders. Since you refuse to show courtesy, I shall teach you a lesson!” Yuan Hong growled, his face dark.
With a flick of his sleeve, gray mist enveloped the heavens—a supreme divine ability, *Sleeve Cosmos*.
The vast sleeve sought to swallow all creation, refining Shi Hao within it.
*Whoosh!*
Shi Hao unfurled his Kun Peng wings, vanishing from the spot and reappearing deep in the mountain range, his speed astonishing.
“Think you can escape after disrespecting me?!” Yuan Hong sneered.
“Who is truly insolent here? With the elders present, how dare you act violently? Begone!” Shi Hao shouted, now standing atop a peak where an elder sat cross-legged on a mat.
The elder, ordinary in appearance yet serene, suddenly opened his eyes and barked at Yuan Hong, “Impudence!”
*Boom!*
The *Sleeve Cosmos* shattered under the rebuke. Yuan Hong staggered, his sleeve exploding into tatters.
“Old man, keep acting tough,” Shi Hao taunted openly.
“Elder, it is not I who oversteps, but this brat who repeatedly provokes me. I had no choice but to act,” Yuan Hong defended.
“How have I disrespected you? *You* are the one forcing the issue. Do you think this is Yuan Qing’s backyard, where you can interrogate me at will?” Shi Hao shot back.
The elder on the peak remained silent, his expression unchanging.
“I merely came to ask how my nephew Yuan Feng died in the Immortal Battlefield. Yet you refused to meet me. Now I have reason to believe you murdered him!” Yuan Hong accused.
“Prove it!” Shi Hao scoffed. “Your shameless elder Yuan Qing once schemed against me, trying to suppress me for ten years and cut off my path to greatness. The world knows this. And *you* dare come here demanding answers? If I were you, I’d slink away in shame.”
“You arrogant fool! Do you not wish to enter the Sacred or Immortal Academies?” Yuan Hong threatened.
“Are you threatening me? The Yuan family must think themselves mighty indeed, dictating the affairs of the academies,” Shi Hao mocked.
“Answer me—did you kill Yuan Feng?” Yuan Hong demanded coldly.
“None of your damn business!” Shi Hao’s retort made Yuan Hong’s beard bristle with rage.
“Why would you do this?!” Yuan Hong roared.
Everyone knew the truth, but Shi Hao disdained to explain. Instead, he fired back, “Yuan Qing bullied me relentlessly, an elder targeting a junior. I should be asking *you*—why did Yuan Qing try to suppress me for ten years, then attempt to kill me? Shouldn’t the Yuan family answer for this?!”
Yuan Hong’s face darkened. This rebellious youth had no fear, no respect—it was infuriating.
Turning to the elder, Yuan Hong said, “Elder, I beg your permission to interrogate him. My clan’s disciple died unjustly. We must uncover the truth.”
“What do you propose?” the elder asked.
“I wish to probe his sea of consciousness—or for you to do so. The truth will be revealed.”
“Elder, I seek justice too. That old villain Yuan Qing once harmed me, blocking my entry to the academy. Arrest him!” Shi Hao interjected.
The crowd gaped. This guy truly had no limits—directly calling for Yuan Qing’s arrest!
“You… you dare! Have you lost your mind?!” Yuan Hong bellowed, secretly raising his right palm.
“Elder, the Yuan family is tyrannical, harming me even within the academy. Now this petty envoy dares to attack me. Grant us a battle at the same cultivation level!” Shi Hao requested.
“Granted,” the Fifth Elder of the Celestial Academy agreed without hesitation.
*Boom!*
In an instant, warmth surged through Shi Hao’s body as his cultivation skyrocketed to a terrifying level.
Shocked, he realized he now possessed the power of a sect master—temporarily bestowed by the elder.
His senses sharpened, his body lightened, and his divine intuition became unfathomable.
*Boom!*
Without delay, Shi Hao lunged at the gray-robed man.
“You dare strike at me?!” Yuan Hong snarled, meeting the attack.
“What are you? One day, I’ll sever Yuan Qing’s head myself!” Shi Hao retorted coldly.
“Seeking death!” Yuan Hong roared, his palms erupting with ten beams of divine light, shrouded in mist.
*Swish!*
Shi Hao expanded his Primordial Sky, impervious to all techniques. The incoming beams dissolved into primal essence within his domain.
*This is the power of a sect master?* Shi Hao’s confidence soared. He neutralized the attack effortlessly.
*Boom!*
Next, he unleashed the Kun Peng Fist, his arm wreathed in three strands of immortal energy, its aura awe-inspiring.
Yuan Hong grunted. Despite his superior cultivation, he was nearly obliterated on the spot.
Even so, he coughed up blood, reeling from the blow.
“Old man, you’re weak. The Yuan family breeds nothing but trash!” Shi Hao taunted, striking again with immortal energy.
*Bang!*
This time, Yuan Hong vomited blood, his body hurled into a stone mountain, his face deathly pale.
A sect master-level expert, yet humiliated by a youth temporarily empowered—how disgraceful!
“Pathetic. With skills like these, you dare strut around the Celestial Academy? Who do you think you are, representing Yuan Qing? If we were equals, I’d pound him into the dirt like a stray dog!” Shi Hao jeered.
Yuan Hong’s lungs nearly burst. This brat not only disdained him but insulted his father, Yuan Qing!
*Bang!*
Shi Hao’s third punch landed. Though Yuan Hong dodged, the impact shattered multiple bones in his body.
“Elder, will you allow this brat to run rampant?!” Yuan Hong cried out.
The spectators were dumbfounded. Yuan Hong was *pleading for help*—a far cry from his earlier arrogance.
“Even Yuan Qing himself wouldn’t dare act so presumptuously here. Who do you think you are?” The Fifth Elder’s cold gaze swept over Yuan Hong.
The crowd was stunned. The elder was blatantly shielding Shi Hao, showing no regard for the Yuan family’s dignity.
“The elder speaks true. If every demon and ghost dares run wild here, what order remains? Let me pound this cur into the ground!” Shi Hao laughed.
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