"Your words are mistaken, Daoist friend!"

Wei Hu wore a smile, neither humble nor arrogant: "We disciples of the Three Sects all stem from the same source, since these Jie Sect disciples lack discipline, isn't it acceptable for me as a Chan Sect disciple to teach them a lesson?"

"Now you're talking about the same origin of the Three Sects?" Jin Shengyang said angrily: "Just a moment ago you were ashamed to be associated with us, weren't you?"

Wei Hu glanced at him, his disdain and contempt unmasked in his eyes.

"What a joke! To engage in such reckless and bullying behavior, yet you dare claim to be of the Three Sects? Besides, even if I were merely a passing Immortal God, encountering you suppressing the good here, I wouldn't be able to turn a blind eye either."

At this point, he turned his head towards Huo Ling'er and said: "Esteemed Daoist, I have heard that yesterday you also encountered these Jie Sect disciples robbing and bullying the good, but as a direct descendant of the Jie Sect, you turned a blind eye and a deaf ear to their actions... Is this true?"

"This matter..."

Huo Ling'er opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words.

Though she could explain she had initially let Jin Shengyang and the others go merely out of a momentary kindness, allowing them to search for treasure - which would admittedly undermine her own authority - not explaining would seem as though she indeed condoned the wrongdoings of these Jie Sect disciples.

Neither option was proper, leaving her quite flustered for a moment.

After all, she was still the inexperienced Huo Ling'er, not yet the well-known and worldly Holy Mother Huo Ling'er.

Therefore, she came full of anger to confront Wei Hu, only to have him cleverly shift the blame onto her in just a few words.

Just then, a streak of Golden Light Cloud appeared three zhang away from her.

When the golden light dissipated, a huge Golden-eyed Five Clouds Camel appeared.

At the same time, a somewhat lazy voice sounded: "What the hell does this have to do with one Chan Sect disciple! A dog shouldn't be poking its nose into the business of mice - mind your own business!"

Hearing this voice, Huo Ling'er, who had been somewhat uneasy, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmm?"

Wei Hu followed the sound and saw a young man wearing a light cyan cloud-patterned Daoist robe and a Five Mountains Crown, reclining lazily on the broad, flat back of the Golden-eyed Five Clouds Camel, half-sitting against the camel's hump, and chewing on a gray-brown stalk, looking at him indolently.

A Top-grade Profound Immortal?

Wei Hu slightly furrowed his brows.

He possessed the Jade Pure Divine Eye, with which not even a Golden Immortal could hide their true Dao Xing from him.

Therefore, he was certain that the young man before him was a Top-grade Profound Immortal.

But where did such a Profound Immortal find the courage to so boldly challenge him?

While he was puzzled, a Sound Transmission from Xuan Yang Zhenren arrived in time to provide him with information.

After listening to Xuan Yang Zhenren's Sound Transmission, Wei Hu suddenly said: "So you're Yu Yuan, who wants to send his own sect mates to the Heavenly Court to become gods! I've heard that you possess innate Divine Power, and that even in the Profound Immortal Realm you can rival a Heavenly Immortal. Seeing you today, you indeed do seem extraordinary.

However, your earlier claim that I was meddling in other's affairs is confusing, for you should know..."

"Why do you talk so much nonsense?"

Yu Yuan interrupted Wei Hu without any courtesy, "In the Primordial rules, right and wrong are just two strokes, one horizontal and one vertical, the winner stands, the loser falls!"

"This is a novel view."

Wei Hu smiled slightly and said to Yu Yuan: "Since the Daoist friend is interested, let us spar to see who will be the one standing, and who will fall!"

He was confident and felt no weaker than anyone present. Now that this Profound Immortal who prided himself on his innate Divine Power dared to speak so arrogantly, he did not mind teaching him a lesson.

At this moment, Yu Yuan looked at him with confusion, "You want to compete with me? Who gave you the courage?"

Wei Hu's face stiffened slightly, but still, he smiled and said: "Does this mean the Daoist friend does not dare?"

"Heh heh..."

Yu Yuan chuckled dismissively, not provoked by such a juvenile method of goading.

He didn't even bother to respond, instead turning his head to look at Huo Ling'er and said impatiently: "Didn't I tell you to talk less and act more? See, you didn't listen to me and let others stuff you with words? Serves you right!"

Chastised by him, Huo Ling'er nodded her head feeling a bit wronged.

Wei Hu slightly frowned, struggling to understand why an Immortal Golden Immortal would let a Top-grade Profound Immortal reprimand her.

Not just him, but all the Immortal Gods present, including Jin Shengyang and the other Jie Sect disciples, were also surprised, eventually surmising that the two must have grown up and cultivated together and thus were close.

This also caused many to look at Yu Yuan with envy.

Having an Immortal Golden Immortal following one's command was sheer luck, wasn't it?

Yu Yuan was unaware of their thoughts, and even if he were, he wouldn't have cared.

Seeing that Huo Ling'er admitted her fault with a decent attitude, he didn't say much more and turned to Wei Hu, saying: "If you want to challenge me, defeat her first."

"Challenge?"

Wei Hu chuckled, treating Yu Yuan like a quack who stuck a leek in a pig's nose to pretend it's an elephant's trunk.

But in his eyes, only Huo Ling'er, the Immortal Golden Immortal, was worthy of his effort.

Thus, he nodded along, smiling: "Very well, I too wish to experience the abilities of a Jie Sect Golden Immortal."

During the conversation, his right hand already manifested the Demon Suppressing Treasure Mallet again, and he bowed to Huo Ling'er, "I must apologize for the offense."

This time, Huo Ling'er didn't utter a word but directly activated the Golden Radiance Crown.

Wei Hu only felt a burst of bright gold light before his eyes, stabbing pain into them, forcing him to reflexively close his eyes and step back. A sudden sense of alarm arose in his heart, and he fiercely swung his mallet forward.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing thundered like roaring thunder.

Wei Hu felt an overwhelming force assault him, and the usually unstoppable Demon Suppressing Treasure Mallet was knocked out of his grip. Startled, he hurriedly opened his eyes, disregarding the stinging light, quickly formed hand seals, and shouted, "Hasten!"

The Demon Suppressing Treasure Mallet, being a sentient treasure, didn't leave his control despite being knocked aside.

At this moment, under his spell-induced command, the Treasure Mallet suddenly expanded a million times over, bearing down like a small mountain towards the source of the vast golden light.

"Ding-Dang!"

Within the golden light, two clear clangs resounded, followed by two gleaming sword beams shooting out like two Silver Dragons, soaring to meet the Demon Suppressing Treasure Mallet.

"Ding-Ding-Dang-Dang—"

A succession of metallic clashes rang out.

Wei Hu wielded the Demon-Subduing Pestle, while Huo Ling'er used the Ta'ia Double Swords, fighting intensely. In the blink of an eye, over a hundred exchanges had passed.

Due to the dazzling light emitted by the Golden Radiance Crown atop Huo Ling'er's head, the onlookers were forced to squint or close their eyes, relying on divine thought to capture the combatants' movements.

However, the highest level of Dao Xing among them only reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm; how could they capture the spectacle of two Golden Immortals' magical duel?

Therefore, this thrilling battle was appreciated silently by Yu Yuan alone.

He leaned back on the camel's hump, puffing clouds of smoke, while intently watching the battlefield above.

The blinding light from the Golden Radiance Crown made it difficult for Golden Immortals to keep their eyes open, yet it did not affect him in the slightest.

As he'd expected, Wei Hu was indeed strong, and the Demon Suppressing Treasure Mallet was impressive, but he was ultimately not a true Golden Immortal.

Relying on the Demon Suppressing Treasure Mallet, he could easily defeat disciples like Jin Shengyang from Jie Sect, but he was no match for Huo Ling'er, a genuine Immortal Golden Immortal!

After all, in terms of treasures, Huo Ling'er had more and better than him, stronger and not weaker!

After nearly two hundred exchanges, Wei Hu finally began to falter, gradually losing ground.

After all, activating a Top-grade Spiritual Treasure like the Demon Suppressing Treasure Mallet consumes considerable mana, and for a top-tier Heavenly Immortal to have sustained this long was already something to be proud of.

As it approached nearly three hundred exchanges, Wei Hu was reduced to merely defending, without a chance to counterattack, perilously under Huo Ling'er's Ta'ia Double Swords. Thank you for reading. This was brought to you by *.

This direct disciple of Chan Sect from the Third Generation moved from calm composure to panic.

Especially when he saw the two Silver Dragons, born from the Ta'ia Double Swords, undulating as they flew, aiming to tear at him after overpowering the Demon Suppressing Treasure Mallet, he could no longer maintain the pride and steadiness of a true Chan Sect disciple, and fear began to show in his eyes.

Once fear takes hold, it doesn't let go easily!

It's an instinct of all living beings.

Only those who've faced life and death and have understood its essence can be fearless.

Although Wei Hu's Dao Xing was profound, just a step away from Golden Immortal, clearly he hadn't reached a state of being fearless in the face of life and death.

When the Ta'ia Double Swords transformed into Silver Dragons and charged at him once again, his inner defensive line finally collapsed.

After narrowly escaping the coils of the Silver Dragons, he hastily threw out a Sound Transmission Treasure Pearl and shattered it.

The powder of the Treasure Pearl rapidly coalesced into a figure of a fair young man with delicate features, fair skin, wearing a white robe, a golden crown binding his hair, tied with a silk band, and shod in cloud-patterned boots. His countenance was handsome and majestic.

Most strikingly, there was a silver-white vertical line in the center of his brow, resembling a mysterious Dao Rune or a closed eye.

Upon seeing the handsome young man, Wei Hu immediately shouted as if he had grasped a lifeline:

"Brother Yang Jian, come to my aid quickly!"