Chapter 255: Am I Qualified?

Chapter 255: Chapter 255: Am I Qualified?

Yi Xiaoyao simply gave a faint smile at their shock. He then turned to Yuan Lie and asked, "Since I’ve defeated this man, can I take his position as captain now?"

Yuan Lie raised a hand, extinguishing the Flame on Black Crow’s body. With a dark expression, he snorted, "Hmph! When did I ever promise you could replace him just by defeating him?"

Yi Xiaoyao’s brows furrowed at his words.

And while the onlookers were amazed by Yi Xiaoyao’s strength, they had fully expected this kind of attitude from Yuan Lie.

They all knew that Black Crow was one of Yuan Lie’s confidants; how could he possibly be replaced over a single defeat?

Yuan Lie continued coldly, "My Primordial Evil Alliance has no need for someone like you, who doesn’t understand the rules and won’t follow orders, even if you have some ability. Get lost!"

Yi Xiaoyao’s expression turned grim. ’It seems finding the Secret Collection here is going to be exceptionally difficult.’

"If you don’t get lost now, I’ll treat you as a trespasser in the Primordial Evil Alliance and execute you on the spot!" Yuan Lie roared again.

But just then, a clear, cold voice immediately followed.

"A few days ago, the captain of my Ninth Team died in battle. I happen to need a new captain right now. Come join me."

The one who spoke was none other than the cold and beautiful Squad Leader who had remained silent until now: Leng Yan.

At this moment, Leng Yan’s beautiful eyes flashed with a peculiar light as she looked at Yi Xiaoyao. She was astonished that he, with his mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm Cultivation, had defeated a Late Stage opponent.

She also knew that being able to defeat Black Crow meant Yi Xiaoyao’s strength was among the top tier of all captains in the Primordial Evil Alliance.

Thus, Leng Yan chose Yi Xiaoyao the moment she spoke.

"Thank you, Captain Leng."

Yi Xiaoyao thanked Leng Yan, then shot a cold glance at Yuan Lie. He would remember this man.

Yuan Lie felt that gaze as well, and his heart trembled slightly.

What was even more unacceptable to Yuan Lie, however, was that Leng Yan would disrespect him so openly.

"Yan! How could you take this kid in!" Yuan Lie demanded, extremely displeased.

Leng Yan shot Yuan Lie an icy glance. "Sect Leader Yuan, I’ll ask you to watch how you address me. What’s more, Shalin City is under my jurisdiction. It’s not your place to interfere with who I take in or appoint as a captain here."

Immediately, the surrounding crowd began to whisper among themselves.

They all knew that this Sect Leader Yuan had long been infatuated with Captain Leng Yan. He would often bring Black Crow’s squad here under the pretext of team sparring and stay for the entire day, all for the sake of pursuing her.

But Leng Yan had always been cold and indifferent, rebuffing Yuan Lie countless times. Now, she had done it again, publicly humiliating him in front of everyone.

Hearing Leng Yan’s words and sensing the crowd’s whispers, Yuan Lie’s expression grew even uglier.

’Hmph! You damn bitch, acting all high and mighty with me. One day, I’ll make you submit beneath my crotch!’

After this internal snort, Yuan Lie beckoned to Black Crow, and they indignantly flew away.

Leng Yan didn’t even spare a glance for the departing Yuan Lie. She turned to Yi Xiaoyao and said, "Follow me."

Yi Xiaoyao nodded and followed Leng Yan away.

"What’s your name?"

Leng Yan asked as they flew through the air.

"Yi Xiaoyao."

"Now that you are a captain, the first thing you’ll face is rejection from your team members. I hope you can deal with it quickly."

"Mm."

A moment later, Leng Yan brought Yi Xiaoyao into a large courtyard and released the aura of her Cultivation.

The people in the courtyard sensed the aura and all rushed out. Upon seeing Leng Yan, they cupped their fists in salute.

"Captain Leng!"

Leng Yan gave a faint nod.

"The previous captain of your Ninth Team died in battle. From now on, the man beside me will take his place as your new captain."

With that said, Leng Yan left Yi Xiaoyao there and departed.

Yi Xiaoyao stood there, scanning the people before him.

There were twenty people in total, all of them Nascent Soul Realm experts. One among them had even reached the Eighth Realm of the Nascent Soul Realm in his Cultivation. Every single one of them was staring at Yi Xiaoyao with unfriendly eyes.

"Tch! Are you kidding me? Making some kid in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm our captain?"

"Surely the Squad Leader doesn’t look down on our Ninth Team this much, does she?"

"Hmph. I thought Wind Discipline would become the next captain. I never expected some kid to show up instead."

As the members of the Ninth Team spoke, their gazes fell upon a man in their midst with a strange hairstyle and a sour expression.

This man, named Wind Discipline, was the only expert in the group who had reached the Eighth Realm of the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Wind Discipline, I bet you thought you were going to be captain, huh? Are you disappointed now?" someone asked him with a laugh.

Wind Discipline let out a cold laugh, stepped forward, and drew his sword, pointing it at Yi Xiaoyao.

"You. Accept my challenge. Whoever wins is the captain! The weak have no right to command us!" Wind Discipline declared.

Yi Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow. ’Looks like Leng Yan was right. If I don’t accept this man’s challenge, no one in the Ninth Team will ever obey me.’

’Although I only came to the Primordial Evil Alliance to find the Secret Collection, I still need to win over the members of my own team.’

’And if I’m going to do that, I need to make them submit completely, with no reservations.’

With this in mind, a smile played on Yi Xiaoyao’s lips as he looked at Wind Discipline, who was challenging him.

"Before I accept your challenge, I’d like to ask... what’s with your hair?"

Yi Xiaoyao’s gaze fell on Wind Discipline’s hair. On one side, it was long enough to reach his chest, while on the other, it was shorn to the root. It looked ridiculous.

"This half was cut off when I challenged the previous captain. I keep it as a constant reminder to myself," Wind Discipline said coldly.

Yi Xiaoyao nodded and continued to ask, "How many moves did it take your last captain to cut your hair?"

"Ten moves!" Wind Discipline replied.

"Alright. Then make your move."

Yi Xiaoyao spoke with an air of complete understanding, yet he didn’t draw his sword or make any preparations whatsoever.

"Hmph! All for show. This will only make your defeat more pathetic!"

Wind Discipline snorted heavily. He then drew his sword with a sharp RING. After a flash of sword light, his figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.

"Such speed! It looks like Wind Discipline is even stronger than when he challenged the last captain!"

"Wind Discipline was already on the verge of breaking through to the Ninth Realm of the Nascent Soul Realm, and he’s even comprehended Gale Sword Intent. He shouldn’t feel any pressure at all facing this mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm kid."

"That’s right. Wind Discipline’s greatest strength is his speed. That kid probably won’t even know what hit him."

The members of the Ninth Team chattered amongst themselves, but in the next instant, their discussions came to an abrupt halt.

Wind Discipline was moving like a gust of wind, but he came to a sudden stop when he was still a hundred yards from Yi Xiaoyao.

A strong gust of wind blew past. The remaining long hair on Wind Discipline’s head was swept across his face before scattering to the ground.

Everyone fell silent. Wind Discipline, who had stopped in his tracks, felt the corner of his mouth twitch in disbelief.

From beginning to end, he hadn’t seen Yi Xiaoyao draw his sword, yet all of his hair had been cut off.

"Haha, I think you look better this way,"

Yi Xiaoyao said with a laugh, still standing in the same spot, to the now completely bald Wind Discipline.

Wind Discipline said nothing. He understood that if Yi Xiaoyao had wanted to, he would already be dead.

Therefore, even though the two had not truly clashed, Wind Discipline had already lost!

"Now, am I qualified?"

Yi Xiaoyao’s voice suddenly turned cold as he swept his gaze over the men who had just refused to accept him.

The next moment, all twenty members of the Ninth Team cupped their fists in unison.

"Captain!"

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(These last few Chapters have been setup and might feel a bit slow. Things are about to get exciting.)