CHAPTER 337: CHAPTER 337 SHAO JIAN, DONGFANG YUE_1

"Qin Feiyang!"

The pupils of the young man in black clothes contracted, looking at Qin Feiyang with surprise and doubt.

Qin Feiyang nodded. "That’s right, it’s me."

Now, everyone in the Holy Temple knew about his exploits. Furthermore, he was the only one with a wolf by his side. It wasn’t surprising the woman in black recognized him.

"Brother Qin, I’ve long admired your reputation. My apologies for any disrespect." The woman in black bowed slightly, displaying a warm and polite demeanor.

Qin Feiyang, however, didn’t take it to heart. If not for his ability to concoct top-grade elixirs, this woman probably wouldn’t even give him a second glance.

But he didn’t express any of this indifference.

Qin Feiyang cupped his hands and smiled. "It was genuinely just a misunderstanding earlier. I hope you both can overlook it."

The young man in black clothes angrily replied, "Was it also a misunderstanding that you injured me?"

"If you hadn’t attacked first, how could I have possibly injured you?"

"Blowing this matter out of proportion doesn’t seem to benefit you," Qin Feiyang said with a faint smile.

"Are you threatening me?" The young man in black’s eyes grew cold.

Master Fatty sneered, "So what if I’m threatening you? I’m holding irrefutable evidence right here."

The young man in black suddenly bristled with rage and snapped, "You fat pig! I challenge you! If you have the guts, come to the sparring field and fight me one-on-one!"

"Are you an idiot?" Master Fatty scoffed. "I have evidence, why should I fight you one-on-one? Isn’t that just a waste of time?"

Master Fatty put away the Image Crystal Stone and looked gloatingly at the young man in black.

The young man in black clenched his fists, his gaze as cold as ice, and hissed, "You’re going to pay for this, you damned fatso!"

Master Fatty immediately took out the Image Crystal Stone again, taunting, "Come on, come on! If you have the guts, come cripple your Master Fatty."

"I..." The young man in black was almost mad with rage. He wanted nothing more than to jump up and rip Fatty’s mouth apart.

But the rules of the Holy Temple bore down on him like a mountain, a heavy weight on his heart that prevented him from acting recklessly.

"Why aren’t you moving?" Master Fatty jeered. "Don’t just talk big, do something! Otherwise, the pretty little lady beside you might look down on you."

"You fat pig, I’ll rip your mouth apart!" The young man in black could no longer hold back. He spread his hands and lunged at Fatty.

The woman in black exclaimed, "Shao Jian, don’t be impulsive!"

The young man skidded to a halt, turned to look at the woman, and then at Fatty, his eyes flickering indecisively.

"Shao Jian?" Master Fatty was slightly startled. He asked, "Brother Wolf, doesn’t this name seem strange to you?"

"What’s strange about it?" the White-Eyed Wolf looked at him in confusion.

"Look!" Master Fatty explained earnestly. "Shao Jian... sounds like ’less of a jerk.’ Now, if you were to add the word ’act’ in the middle, wouldn’t it be ’act less like a jerk’?"

"Urk!" The White-Eyed Wolf was stunned.

"HAHAHA..." He then stood upright on his hind legs, clutching his stomach and roaring with laughter. "Not only is the person a jerk, but his name is even jerkier! He truly is a first-rate jerk!"

"His dad probably named him that because he acts like such a jerk all the time," Master Fatty chuckled, fully engaging his mockery mode without any hesitation.

Qin Feiyang’s face twitched. These two rascals really seemed to thrive on stirring up chaos.

He looked at Shao Jian and the woman.

Shao Jian was so angry his eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth chattered, grinding audibly. Clearly, he was on the verge of exploding.

The woman in black’s expression was also very unpleasant. She had long heard about the personality of this Rogue Wolf, and it was indeed as infamous as reputed. But that Fatty was even more infuriating than this Rogue Wolf. His foul mouth was practically begging for a slap. Anyone who provoked them must have had generations of bad luck. But how come she’d never heard before that Qin Feiyang had such a vulgar Fatty by his side? Looking at his relationship with Qin Feiyang, it didn’t seem like they had just met either.

Just as the woman in black was feeling puzzled, Shao Jian, like a furious beast, lunged at the two men and the wolf.

At the same time, a ferocious beast several meters long materialized behind him. It was a Golden Fur Lion, its entire body gleaming with a brilliant golden light as if cast from gold, exuding an overwhelming and majestic ferocity.

That was Shao Jian’s Battle Soul!

"Damn it, he’s actually serious!" Fatty’s face turned pale. He yelled, "Brother Wolf, quickly take him down!"

"Any idiot who comes looking for a beating, I never show mercy to!" The White-Eyed Wolf’s eyes glinted with a ferocious light.

BOOM!

His body quaked, and a pillar of golden light shot into the sky. A massive, golden beastly silhouette instantly materialized out of thin air.

It was almost as tall as the sky itself! Like a peerless, ferocious beast standing between heaven and earth, its dreadful might surged like a tidal wave. Its entire body radiated a dazzling golden light that bathed half the sky!

"What the hell is that thing?"

"Its aura is so terrifying!"

Shao Jian and the woman in black’s expressions changed drastically. Although they couldn’t clearly see the true form of the beastly silhouette, or even its outline, it was obviously the Rogue Wolf’s Battle Soul!

But it was far too large! And the aura it emanated was shocking to all directions. The Golden Fur Lion, also a Battle Soul, was now trembling like a mouse before a cat!

"Every time I see Brother Wolf’s Battle Soul, I can’t help but feel my blood boil!" Master Fatty clenched his fists, his eyes filled with a fervent gleam.

Qin Feiyang felt the same way.

"This isn’t something you can just envy. After all, I am a peerless Divine Wolf who has received guidance from an expert," the White-Eyed Wolf declared smugly, glancing disdainfully at Shao Jian with his large, bell-like eyes.

"Devour!"

Suddenly, the White-Eyed Wolf let out a thunderous roar.

The Golden Fur Lion Battle Soul instantly lost control and flew towards the colossal silhouette.

"How is this possible? I actually can’t control my Battle Soul!" Shao Jian’s eyes were wide with disbelief, his shock absolute.

"Impossible!" The black-clothed woman’s delicate brows furrowed. She cried out, "Withdraw your Battle Soul, quickly!"

"I can’t retrieve it!" Shao Jian was on the verge of going mad with frustration.

The woman in black looked utterly perplexed. What on earth was happening?

"Calm down, calm down," Fatty chuckled wickedly. "Because there’s something even more shocking about to happen."

"Someone’s here!" Qin Feiyang suddenly tensed, glancing towards the top of the ancient pagoda. He hissed, "White-Eyed Wolf, retract your Battle Soul, quickly!"

"Why should I?" the White-Eyed Wolf grumbled, dissatisfied.

Qin Feiyang whispered, "Depriving someone of their Battle Soul is a major taboo."

The White-Eyed Wolf pouted. "Serves him right for being blind and provoking us."

"Exactly! We need to teach him a lesson he won’t forget," Master Fatty nodded, completely unconcerned about any taboos.

Qin Feiyang said, "Lesson, my foot! Can’t you see there’s someone at the top of the ancient pagoda?"

Master Fatty and the White-Eyed Wolf looked up, and their pupils immediately contracted.

There, indeed, stood a middle-aged man. He wore a purple long robe, his posture tall and straight. His eyebrows were like swords, and his temples were streaked with white hair, giving him an air of worldly experience. The aura emanating from him was as deep and unfathomable as a vast ocean!

A true powerhouse!

Just one glance told the White-Eyed Wolf and Master Fatty that the man in purple was even stronger than Shi Ming and Lv Yun! And most crucially, the man in purple wasn’t wearing the standard uniform of the Holy Temple. This was enough to show that his status in the Holy Temple surpassed that of a Law Enforcement Elder!

Qin Feiyang whispered, "If you devour Shao Jian’s Battle Soul now, the higher-ups of the Holy Temple will definitely treat you like a guinea pig for research."

No sooner had Qin Feiyang spoken than the White-Eyed Wolf decisively retracted his Battle Soul.

It was no joke! He considered himself a peerless Divine Wolf; being treated like a lab rat would be far too humiliating.

Once the colossal golden silhouette vanished, Shao Jian immediately felt he could control his Battle Soul again.

What just happened? He was filled with utter bewilderment. He couldn’t understand why such a thing had occurred. Even more, he couldn’t understand why the Rogue Wolf had suddenly stopped.

Just then, the man in purple spoke, "Shao Jian, you acted unreasonably and stirred up trouble. Go to the sparring field and kneel for a month."

"Who’s that spouting nonsense over there?!" Shao Jian roared in anger. He followed the voice and, upon seeing the man in purple, his face instantly turned deathly pale.

The black-clothed woman’s expression also changed slightly. She bowed and said, "Greetings, Hall Master."

"Hall Master!" The two men and the wolf exchanged glances and also hurriedly bowed to the man in purple.

The Holy Temple had too many disciples. For ease of management, both the Martial Palace and the Elixir Palace had their own Law Enforcement Elders and Hall Masters. This man was undoubtedly the Martial Palace Hall Master!

At the same time, they couldn’t help but feel a sense of schadenfreude.

Shao Jian had truly eaten a bear’s heart and leopard’s gall to dare tell the Hall Master he was spouting nonsense! This kid was definitely finished.

Shao Jian was also filled with immense regret. Why hadn’t he looked properly before speaking?

"Hall Master, this disciple spoke recklessly. Please forgive me, Hall Master," he hurriedly bowed, his expression one of utter panic.

The Martial Palace Hall Master said, "Add another month. Kneel for two months."

"Hall Master..." Shao Jian tried to say more.

The Martial Palace Hall Master said, "Go immediately." His voice was calm, devoid of any anger, yet it carried an immense, inviolable authority.

Shao Jian’s body trembled. He turned and shot a venomous glare at Qin Feiyang, Fatty, and the White-Eyed Wolf.

Master Fatty let out a sly snicker and waved. "Bye-bye, not seeing you off."

The White-Eyed Wolf grinned, his teeth bared. "Two months is a long time. You’d better take care of yourself."

"In the Holy Temple Grand Competition six months from now, I will make sure you all understand the consequences of offending me!" Shao Jian spat out coldly, then, filled with rage, he turned and ran towards the sparring field.

"Holy Temple Grand Competition?" The White-Eyed Wolf was taken aback, looking at Qin Feiyang and Master Fatty.

Both men also looked bewildered.

The man in purple said to the black-clothed woman, "Dongfang Yue, you too should quickly return to your secluded cultivation."

So her name is Dongfang Yue, Qin Feiyang murmured.

"Yes." Dongfang Yue bowed in acknowledgement. She looked at Qin Feiyang and said with a faint smile, "Brother Qin, we’ll meet on the battlefield in six months."

With that, without waiting for Qin Feiyang’s response, she turned and left.

Battlefield? Qin Feiyang shook his head. He couldn’t be bothered to participate in such a boring competition; it was a waste of time.

The man in purple then looked at the two men and the wolf, his face expressionless. "Good luck won’t stay with you forever. You’d best watch yourselves."

WHOOSH!

Before his words faded, the man in purple vanished without a trace.

"We don’t rely on good luck," Fatty sneered. If it were just luck, they would have been wiped out back in Yan Province. Their survival to this day was purely due to their own abilities.

The two men and the wolf didn’t delay further and walked directly to the pagoda gate.

"Huh? Why is no one guarding it?" Fatty scanned the surroundings in surprise.

Logically, a place like this should be heavily guarded, but as far as the eye could see, not a single person was in sight.

Qin Feiyang said, "I suspect that Martial Palace Hall Master is stationed inside the stone pagoda."

A place as important as the Martial Arts Treasury couldn’t possibly be unguarded.

"So, how do we get in?" Fatty frowned. That Martial Palace Hall Master is too irresponsible. He clearly knew they were new but didn’t even offer any guidance.