Chapter 231 - 151: Putting on an Act, Master Beardless Shocked to the Extreme

Chapter 231: Chapter 151: Putting on an Act, Master Beardless Shocked to the Extreme

What terrifying Soul Power.

This was everyone’s first reaction, especially Mu Wanli’s. Boundless shock surged within her beautiful eyes. Across the entire Thousand Sects Island Realm, the number of geniuses capable of forcing her a half-step back with Soul Power alone could be counted on one hand. Furthermore, for a Martial Soul Awakener, nearly half of their potential and talent depended entirely on their Martial Soul. The more terrifying the Soul Power, the more earth-shattering their awakened Martial Soul was.

"What robust Soul Power." At this moment, even within the Cyan Mist Saint Hall, over a hundred imposing figures turned their heads. As they looked at the young man in white once more, their pupils shrank sharply.

"What level of Martial Soul is this?"

"It’s impossible to discern the exact grade of the Martial Soul from Soul Power alone. However, to force Wanli back a half-step, it must be at least a Divine-level Martial Soul."

"A Divine-level Martial Soul?"

"This boy possesses the potential to threaten Wanli. We absolutely cannot let him live."

BOOM!!!

In just a few moments, countless Saints of the Cyan Mist Sect had spoken up instinctively. Obviously, even if his overall talent and cultivation prowess might be slightly inferior, any peer genius capable of pushing Mu Wanli back was instantly labeled a danger.

"In the Thousand Sects Secret Realm, we must do everything in our power to clear the obstacles in Wanli’s path. We cannot allow even the slightest threat to exist."

"Kill him!"

In a matter of breaths, the situation drastically changed.

Jiang Hao was still unaware of the countless murderous intents brewing within the Cyan Mist Saint Hall. However, as wisps of that killing intent leaked out, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. Clearly, his appearance had inadvertently threatened the interests of the Cyan Mist Sect. Just as Jiang Hao realized the danger and everything was on the verge of quietly exploding, a hearty voice rang out.

"Hahaha! To think Young Master Qin is a Divine-level Martial Soul Awakener. How rare, how truly rare!"

The bright laughter echoed throughout the entire Cyan Mist Sect. A streak of light shot out from the Cyan Mist Saint Hall, instantly landing in front of Jiang Hao.

An old man slowly materialized beside him. Despite his aged appearance, he carried a domineering aura. His messy white hair was tangled together as if it hadn’t been groomed in years, and his terrifying presence pulsed with a faint, looming Saintly might. His kindly expression carried a hint of melancholy, and his furrowed brows seemed locked in a perpetual state of sorrow, exuding a profound sense of world-weariness.

"Young Master, why the grim expression?" Seeing Jiang Hao’s eyes full of unease, the old man feigned confusion. "You aren’t worried that the Cyan Mist Sect’s Saint Venerable and Sect Leader will go back on their word and stop you from leaving Cyan Mist Island, are you?

"How could that be? You are overthinking things entirely. A promise made by the Saint Venerable is carved in stone. And as the head of the sect, the Sect Leader’s word is absolute law. In front of so many Sect Leaders and Saints, they would never break their promises."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "Besides, you don’t think your profound Soul Power makes you a threat to anyone here, do you? Compared to little Wanli, you still fall quite a bit short.

"Do you know who the Cyan Mist Saintess is? She possesses a natural Divine Technique Tyrant Body and wields ten Great Divine Techniques. Even those few top figures on Thousand Sects Island pale in comparison to her. How could a mere Divine-level Martial Soul possibly measure up?"

The world-weary old man glanced at Mu Wanli as he spoke, his words carrying a pointed undertone. "True powerhouses climb to the top over mountains of corpses; their paths aren’t cleared for them. If one lacks rivals and merely tramples over the weak to reach the summit, even if they become supreme on Thousand Sects Island, they will only ever be supreme in this one corner of the world."

After speaking, he looked away from Mu Wanli and turned slowly toward the Cyan Mist Saint Hall. Offering a slight bow, he said, "Evergreen Saint Venerable, Cyan Mist Sect Leader, I see that this boy has an affinity with my Beardless Sect. Why don’t the two of you do me a favor and let my old bones take him back to the Beardless Sect? Consider it fulfilling this old man’s wish."

Master Beardless pondered for a moment before adding, "Think of it as cashing in my master’s final favor. Although my master fell a thousand years ago, he still shared some ties with Cyan Mist. After today, the Cyan Mist Sect will no longer owe him anything."

The moment these words were spoken, a deathly silence fell over the entire Cyan Mist Saint Hall.

Jiang Hao stared at the old man in surprise. The old man had shown up out of nowhere and rattled off a long string of words. While they sounded like nonsense, not a single syllable was wasted. He had struck the Cyan Mist Sect right where it hurt. And that so-called favor seemed to carry extraordinary weight.

Before long, the old man’s words yielded their first visible result. The peerless Saintess looked at the young man in white. It seemed Master Beardless’s words had struck a chord with her.

The next moment, a voice transmission echoed within the Holy Hall.

"Master, Sect Leader. Wanli does not need my path cleared for me like this. A mere Divine-level Martial Soul is nothing in my eyes. If the Cyan Mist Sect truly wishes to nurture me, let me carve out my own future fair and square.

"In my world, the word ’rival’ does not exist. Those few figures are unworthy, and the person before me is even less worth mentioning."

As her voice transmission faded, several imposing figures hidden within the Holy Hall’s Spiritual Mist furrowed their brows. Eventually, a voice spoke out.

"Beardless, are you certain you want to use that favor in exchange for this boy?"

"Saint Venerable, Sect Leader. I believe everyone knows the current state of the Beardless Sect. I am in desperate need of a promising seedling like him."

"Sect Leader Beardless, think this through carefully. Once you make this exchange, the Cyan Mist Sect will no longer owe the Beardless Sect anything."

The world-weary Saint with the tangled white hair took a deep look at Jiang Hao and replied calmly, "I have thought it through."

"No regrets?"

"No regrets!"

"Beardless Daoist, are you not afraid you will come to regret this?"