Chapter 41: Palm Strike Suppression
“What are your intentions, sneaking into our True Martial Sect in the middle of the night?”
This voice was faint, but it exploded like a thunderclap in Qin Yun’s ears.
Qin Yun’s pupils contracted sharply.
He looked at the unfamiliar middle-aged Daoist who turned around, and gigantic waves surged in his heart.
“When did our True Martial Sect have such an expert inside?”
“I can’t see through him, I can’t see through him at all!”
Qin Yun instantly became solemn.
Among the True Martial Sect, his Master Dragon Mountain Daoist was absolutely the strongest, and the other Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters, even Senior Disciple Brother and Fifth Senior Brother, he prided himself on being able to exchange a few moves with them.
But the one before him, he had never seen before.
That faint sense of oppression was not fake at all.
Qin Yun said coldly:
“You are not from the True Martial Sect. There is no you among Dragon Mountain Daoist and the True Martial Nine Sons. Who are you?”
There was probing in his words.
Ning Qi across from him chuckled speechlessly.
This middle-aged Daoist was naturally him in disguise.
In fact, he had already observed this man in black clothes from the shadows. The aura faintly carried a strange quality. Originally, Ning Qi planned to directly suppress him, but he discovered that this man in black seemed very familiar with the True Martial Sect’s situation, so he revealed himself.
Hearing the words of the man in black clothes opposite, Ning Qi was even more certain.
This person indeed knew the True Martial Sect like the back of his hand.
He even had the thought of capturing this person.
If the enemy infiltrated the True Martial Sect silently, the consequences would be quite serious.
Ning Qi said faintly:
“How could you possibly know the foundation of our True Martial Sect? Since you came uninvited today, then stay.”
Qin Yun’s body shook.
A heavy sense of crisis surged into his heart, but at the same time, an inexplicable emotion rose in his heart.
“This Daoist… is a hidden expert of our True Martial Sect, and he only appeared when I approached Little Nine’s residence. Doesn’t that mean he has been protecting Little Nine in secret all along?”
Thinking of this.
Qin Yun felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
He wanted to know what realm Ning Qi had reached now, to be treated like this by his Master.
The jealousy and evil thoughts in his heart suddenly surged violently.
Black Qi suddenly rose from Qin Yun’s body surface, and his eyes were completely black.
“Then let me test this so-called foundation of the True Martial Sect!”
He let out a low cold laugh.
His figure suddenly shot toward Ning Qi like lightning. He carried no weapon, but his fists were wrapped in faint black Qi, filled with ferocious intent.
“Such heavy killing intent.”
“Could this person be from the Demonic Sect?”
This thought arose in Ning Qi’s mind. He had once heard Ye Qinghe and others mention that the martial arts practiced by Demonic Sect people were mostly like this.
To give inner strength such characteristics, this person was at least at major accomplishment in inner strength.
But Ning Qi was not too panicked.
As long as it wasn’t Gang Yuan Realm, he feared nothing.
He sensed no crisis from the person before him, and even had spare capacity to observe the moves of the man in black clothes opposite.
Qin Yun drew closer.
Seeing the middle-aged Daoist opposite standing dumbly in place as if scared silly, he couldn’t help but sneer inwardly, but in the next instant, he froze, then felt chills all over his body.
Ning Qi finally moved.
He struck later but arrived first, merely extending his right palm slightly.
It was like a true dragon extending its claw, containing infinite power.
Ning Qi’s fleshly body and inner strength erupted together.
Qin Yun couldn’t help but widen his eyes. He didn’t even detect any fluctuation of inner strength, but faintly heard a terrifying rumbling sound. The palm strike seemed to suppress the world casually. From that palm, he saw towering giant mountains and divine elephants treading the heavens.
Almost without any resistance.
Qin Yun was sent flying by one palm strike.
With a bang, a muffled sound rang out, and his whole body flew backward directly. The sound of breaking bones was exceptionally clear.
Two completely different thoughts rose in their minds.
“So weak?”
Ning Qi was stunned in his heart. Just now, if not for retracting his strength at the critical moment, he would have slapped this person to death with one palm.
While Qin Yun was in disbelief.
“So strong?”
“Gang Yuan Realm! Such terrifying strength, this person is absolutely a Gang Yuan Realm expert!”
He never imagined that besides his Master Dragon Mountain Daoist, the True Martial Sect actually had a second Gang Yuan Realm expert.
No wonder he dared to claim it was the foundation of the True Martial Sect.
At this moment, his heart was even more bitter.
A Gang Yuan Realm expert guarding Little Nine…
But this one palm strike also scattered much of his jealousy and evil thoughts, and he gradually sobered up. Only then did he react that he had done such a stupid thing, pretending to night assault Little Nine to probe his true cultivation.
But now it was too late for regrets.
Looking at the middle-aged Daoist approaching step by step, Qin Yun knew he was no match. If captured by the other party, he would have no face to face his Master and fellow disciples.
He gritted his teeth.
He reached into his bosom, took out two black round balls, and flung them at Ning Qi.
Ning Qi instinctively dodged.
Bang!
A muffled sound, the black round balls exploded, and a large amount of white smoke enveloped the area in front. Ning Qi’s heart alert flared up, knowing the other party wanted to escape.
He lightly tapped his foot and instantly burst out of the white smoke.
Ning Qi looked into the distance; the man in black clothes had already run some distance.
But no matter, with his Misty Dragon Step speed, catching up to the man in black was simple.
However.
Ning Qi only chased for a few breaths before stopping in place and not continuing the pursuit.
A complex look rose in his eyes as he recognized the identity of the comer.
After the evil thoughts temporarily receded, the black Qi retracted into his body, making Qin Yun’s inner strength characteristics particularly conspicuous, especially under full-speed escape where he couldn’t hide his movement technique, allowing Ning Qi to see clearly.
“It’s Eighth Senior Brother…”
“Why would he? Could it be he’s looking for me…”
Looking at Qin Yun’s attire, combined with the various theories on inner demons he had read today.
Ning Qi guessed that Qin Yun might have had inner demon thoughts arise and wanted to probe his reality.
But he was suppressed by his one palm strike.
He felt somewhat fortunate that he had held back, otherwise if he had slapped Qin Yun to death with one palm, he would regret it for life. Although Qin Yun had the idea of night probing, he ultimately carried no killing intent.
With such injuries now, he would recover after some time of recuperation.
“When the inner demon arises, one probably doesn’t even know what they’re doing. Eighth Senior Brother is trapped in his own obsession. He wants the True Martial Sect to prosper in his hands. He can accept the True Martial Sect having a prodigy, but not one more genius than him.”
Ning Qi sighed, having deduced the cause and effect.
He was somewhat at a loss on how to handle it. Qin Yun posed no threat to him, but Qin Yun himself was somewhat dangerous like this.
Moments later, he made a decision.
At least he had to inform Dragon Mountain Daoist of tonight’s events, to see if there was a way to resolve Qin Yun’s inner demon.
Ning Qi changed form and restored his original appearance.
Patrolling disciples arrived upon hearing the sound. Ning Qi just smiled and explained that he had made a bit too much noise experimenting with martial arts just now.
…
While at this time, Qin Yun.
After sensing that the mysterious middle-aged Daoist behind him did not pursue, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
“Why didn’t he chase me?”
Qin Yun was puzzled.
“Perhaps that person’s duty prevents him from leaving that area casually?”
But he could never have imagined that the True Martial Sect foundation who suppressed him with a wave of the palm was Ning Qi.
But immediately after, his heart was filled with endless regret.
“I… I was influenced by that cultivation method again?”
“How could I do such a despicable thing to Little Nine? I am unworthy of being his senior brother.”
Qin Yun’s heart was in agony. After obtaining that remnant chapter, he had been influenced before. He originally thought it was a method to suppress the inner demon, but unexpectedly it was a strange secret technique that took the inner demon as seed, going all the way to the dark side. The more one cultivated, the stronger the inner demon became, but with this remnant chapter, one could barely control and retain some original intent.
If one did not continue cultivating, the inner demon would rebound and lose control even more thoroughly.
“I am no longer suited to stay in the True Martial Sect. If next time I lose control and hurt Little Nine or others, I will never forgive myself for life.”
Qin Yun let out a long sigh.
His whole body was in severe pain, some bones shattered, and his internal organs bleeding.
But the regret and pain in his heart were even greater at this moment.
After returning to his residence and handling everything, Qin Yun gazed remotely toward the Mingwu Pavilion, kowtowed heavily, tears streaming down his face.
Then, he left down the mountain under cover of night.
He already had no face to face the sect.
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