Cultivating with Top Enlightenment
Chapter 45 - 41: Suppressing with a Swing of the Palm

Chapter 45: Chapter 41: Suppressing with a Swing of the Palm

"What is your intention sneaking in and out of the True Martial Sect at night?"

The voice was calm, yet it exploded in Qin Yun’s ears like a thunderclap.

Qin Yun’s pupils contracted sharply.

He looked at the unfamiliar middle-aged Taoist who had turned around, his heart set off with tumultuous waves.

"Since when did the True Martial Sect have such a strong person?"

"Can’t see through him, can’t see through him at all!"

Qin Yun instantly became serious.

Within the True Martial Sect, his master Taoist Longshan was absolutely the strongest, and among the other senior brothers and sisters, even if it was the first brother and the fifth brother, he prided himself on being able to match a few moves.

But this person before him, he had never seen before.

The barely perceptible sense of oppression was not fake in the slightest.

Qin Yun coldly said:

"You are not from the True Martial Sect, you are neither Taoist Longshan nor one of the True Martial Nine Sons. Who are you?"

There was a probing tone in his words.

Opposite, Ning Qi chuckled silently.

This middle-aged Taoist was naturally him in disguise.

In fact, he had already secretly observed this man in black, whose aura had a touch of eeriness. Initially, Ning Qi planned to directly take him down, but he found that this man seemed very familiar with the True Martial Sect’s situation, so he showed himself.

Hearing the words of the man in black, Ning Qi was even more sure.

This person indeed knew the True Martial Sect inside out.

It further aroused the thought in him to capture this person.

If an enemy silently infiltrated the True Martial Sect, the consequences would be severe.

Ning Qi calmly said:

"The foundation of the True Martial Sect is not something you can comprehend. Since you have come uninvited, why not stay?"

Qin Yun’s body trembled.

A strong sense of crisis welled up in his heart, yet at the same time, an inexplicable emotion arose within him.

"This Taoist... is a hidden expert of the True Martial Sect, and yet only appeared when I approached my junior brother’s place. Doesn’t this mean, he has been secretly protecting my junior brother?"

Once this thought came to mind.

Qin Yun felt utterly uncomfortable inside.

He wanted to know to what realm Ning Qi had reached to warrant such treatment from their master.

The inner jealousy and malice surged abruptly.

Black qi suddenly rose from Qin Yun’s body, and there was nothing but darkness in his eyes.

"Then let me test this so-called foundation of the True Martial Sect!"

He let out a low, cold laugh.

His figure suddenly shot towards Ning Qi like a bolt of lightning. Though he carried no weapon, his two fists were wrapped in a faint black aura, full of malevolent energy.

"Such heavy murderous aura."

"Could this person be from the Demon Sect?"

Ning Qi had this thought flash in his mind. He had heard Ye Qinghe and others mention that the martial arts practiced by people from the Demon Sect were mostly like this.

If one could have inner strength with specific attributes, this person was at least at the Great Success level of inner strength.

However, Ning Qi wasn’t overly flustered.

As long as he wasn’t at the Gang Essence Realm, he was unafraid.

He didn’t sense any danger from this person before him, and even had the leisure to observe the moves of the man in black opposite him.

Qin Yun drew closer.

Seeing the middle-aged Taoist opposite him standing there seemingly dumbfounded, Qin Yun coldly sneered, but in the next instant, he was stunned, and then he felt a chill course through him.

Ning Qi finally moved.

He moved with speed surpassing the first strike, reaching out his right palm lightly.

Like a true dragon probing with its claw, full of boundless power.

Ning Qi’s physical body and inner strength erupted together.

Qin Yun couldn’t help but open his eyes wide, though he didn’t even detect a ripple of inner strength, he vaguely heard a terrifying rumble, as if one palm strike was going to suppress the world. From that palm, he saw a majestic giant mountain, saw divine elephants stepping across the sky.

With almost no resistance whatsoever,

Qin Yun was slapped and sent flying with a single blow.

With a muffled bang, his whole body was sent flying backwards, the sound of breaking bones extremely clear.

Two completely different thoughts arose in both their minds.

"So weak?"

Ning Qi was taken aback; had he not held back at the last moment, he might have slapped this person to death.

Meanwhile, Qin Yun was in disbelief.

"So strong?"

"Gang Essence Realm! Such terrifying capability—this person must be a Gang Essence Realm expert!"

He never imagined that besides his master Taoist Longshan, the True Martial Sect would have a second Gang Essence Realm master.

No wonder he dared to call himself the foundation of the True Martial Sect.

At this moment, his heart was filled with indescribable bitterness.

A Gang Essence Realm expert guarding his junior brother...

But that slap had also dispersed much of his jealousy and malice, and he gradually regained clarity, realizing he had committed such a foolish act, pretending to attack his junior brother at night to gauge his true cultivation.

But it was too late for regret now.

Seeing the middle-aged Taoist approaching step by step, Qin Yun knew he was certainly no match; if captured, he would be ashamed to face his master and fellow disciples.

He gritted his teeth.

Reached from his bosom and pulled out two black spheres, hurling them at Ning Qi.

Ning Qi instinctively dodged.

Boom!

A muffled explosion sounded, and the black spheres exploded, a large amount of white smoke enveloping his front. An intuitive sense of danger arose in Ning Qi’s mind, knowing the other party intended to flee.

With a light step, he instantly passed through the white smoke.

Ning Qi looked into the distance, seeing the man in black had already run quite a distance.

But it didn’t matter; with the speed of his Misty Dragon Roaming Step, catching up with the man in black was extremely simple.

However,

Ning Qi only chased for a few breaths before he stood still, not pursuing further.

A complex expression rose in his eyes as he recognized the person’s identity.

After the malice temporarily receded, the black qi retracted into the body, and the characteristics of Qin Yun’s inner strength became particularly apparent, especially as he was fleeing with all his might, not bothering to hide his body technique. Ning Qi could see it all clearly.

"It’s the eighth brother..."

"Why would he? Could it be that he came to find me..."

Looking at Qin Yun’s attire, combined with everything he had seen today about discussions on the heart demon.

Ning Qi speculated that perhaps Qin Yun had developed a heart demon, wanting to probe his own capabilities.

He was just suppressed by one of Ning Qi’s palms.

He felt somewhat relieved that he had held back; otherwise, if he had slapped Qin Yun to death, it would have been an unbearable regret for a lifetime. Although Qin Yun harbored the thought of visiting at night, he ultimately didn’t carry any killing intent.

With the current injuries, a period of recuperation would suffice.

"The heart demon arises; he might not even realize what he’s doing. The eighth brother is trapped in his obsession, wanting the True Martial Sect to thrive in his hands. He can accept that the sect has geniuses but cannot accept someone more talented than him."

Ning Qi sighed, having deduced the cause and effect.

He was somewhat at a loss as to how to proceed. Qin Yun posed no threat to him, but Qin Yun himself could be somewhat dangerous in this state.

Moments later, he made a decision.

At the very least, he had to inform Taoist Longshan about the night’s events, to see if there might be a way to address Qin Yun’s heart demon.

Ning Qi performed the Body Shifting and Bone Changing, returning to his true appearance.

A patrolling disciple arrived upon hearing the sound, and Ning Qi simply smiled, explaining he was just experimenting with martial arts and it got a bit loud.

...

Meanwhile, Qin Yun,

Once he sensed that the mysterious middle-aged Taoist wasn’t pursuing him, let out a quiet sigh of relief.

"Why didn’t he chase me?"

Qin Yun was puzzled.

"Perhaps it’s due to the man’s duties, preventing him from leaving that area casually?"

Yet, he couldn’t fathom that the True Martial Sect’s foundation that suppressed him with a single palm would be Ning Qi.

But soon, his heart was filled with endless remorse.

"Was I influenced by that cultivation technique again?"

"How could I do something so vile to Jiu? I’ve failed as an elder brother."

Qin Yun’s heart was in unimaginable anguish. After obtaining that fragment, he had been influenced before, initially believing it was a technique to suppress the heart demon, but hadn’t realized it was a bizarre Secret Technique that sowed the seed of a heart demon, a path that led one into darkness. The more he cultivated, the stronger the heart demon became, but with that fragment, he could barely control and retain some of his original intentions.

If he didn’t continue cultivating, the heart demon would rebound and spiral completely out of control.

"I am not fit to stay in the True Martial Sect any longer. If I lose control again and harm Jiu or anyone else, I would never forgive myself for the rest of my life."

Qin Yun sighed deeply.

His entire body was in immense pain, with some bones shattered, and internal bleeding occurring.

Yet at this moment, the remorse and anguish in his heart were even greater.

After handling everything back at his place, Qin Yun looked in the direction of the Bright Martial Pavilion, bowing his head heavily, tears streaming down his face.

Then, taking advantage of the night, he left the mountain.

He no longer had the dignity to face his sect.