My Monster-Derived Skills Are the True Power
Chapter 19: The Furious Gongsun Jie

“Cao Bin, what’s the meaning of this?” Gongsun Jie held a flyer in his hand, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot. His fiery gaze locked onto Cao Bin, his pupils trembling with rage.

“Ma… Master, I… I don’t know either!” Cao Bin stammered, his mind completely blank.

Li Ye had merely instructed him to lure his master here to discuss joining the Fun Seekers Club. At the time, he thought it was a good thing; after all, the Fun Seekers Club was an organization of cultivators, possibly a stepping stone to ascension.

But he never expected Li Ye to orchestrate such a spectacle.

It was clear now that the Fun Seekers Club planned to use his master as a stepping stone to rise to power. This wasn’t just sabotage—it was a death trap!

“You don’t know?” Gongsun Jie’s piercing eyes seemed ready to bore into Cao Bin’s soul.

Reflecting on past events, Gongsun Jie began to piece together the oddities in Cao Bin’s behavior. Trust in his eldest disciple had blinded him to these inconsistencies.

Under his master’s penetrating gaze, Cao Bin felt his scalp go numb. Grasping for an explanation, he blurted out, “Master, maybe I slipped up and revealed my tracks, which allowed Li Ye to see through my plans. This must be their countermeasure to force you to retreat. They’re obviously scared of you…”

“Hmph!” Gongsun Jie snorted, throwing the flyer at Cao Bin’s face. “Scared of me? They’re practically dancing on my grave!”

Sweat dripped down Cao Bin’s forehead. “Master, since they’ve humiliated you so blatantly, shouldn’t we slaughter these petty clowns and wipe them out completely?”

Before his words could settle, a crisp voice called out from outside the window: “Gongsun Jie has arrived in Weining City! The official match will be held today or tomorrow. Seats at Wolf Valley are limited—get your tickets now!”

“…” Gongsun Jie.

“…” Cao Bin.

“Cao Bin, well done. I never knew that after twenty years of nurturing you, I’d end up with a traitor in my sect.” Gongsun Jie glared at Cao Bin, his beard bristling with rage, muscles twitching across his face.

Cursing Li Ye inwardly, Cao Bin dropped to his knees with a loud thud, his face pale as he pleaded, “Master, I swear it wasn’t me! Either the Fun Seekers Club has eyes everywhere, or Li Ye possesses some strange powers. Master, you know my character. I’d never betray you! I’m telling the truth—Fan Jie’s injuries truly healed in just two or three days. If this weren’t such an important matter, I wouldn’t have gone out of my way to invite you down the mountain!”

Gongsun Jie took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing as he looked toward Wolf Valley. His expression turned icy. “Fine. Let’s see just how capable this Fun Seekers Club is, daring to step on me to climb higher.”

With that, he ignored Cao Bin, stepping toward Wolf Valley. With no flashy movements, his stride covered over ten meters, his speed akin to teleportation.

Cao Bin scrambled to his feet and exerted all his energy to catch up with his master. Having lost Gongsun Jie’s trust completely, Cao Bin knew that if the Fun Seekers Club lost this battle, he’d lose everything.

He was determined to reach Wolf Valley, no matter what. As the eldest disciple of the Xuanguang Sect, he knew his master’s temperament better than anyone. At a critical moment, he might be able to sway Gongsun Jie, perhaps even convince him of the Fun Seekers Club’s strengths.

Deep down, Cao Bin didn’t want anything bad to happen to Li Ye. After all, Li Ye’s success was tied to his own future. Who wouldn’t want to experience a higher civilization?

…

The entrance to Wolf Valley buzzed with activity as people streamed in, their faces radiant with joy.

Red banners hung across the mountain gate:

“Galactic Federation Planet Cup Championship: Fun Seekers Club vs. Xuanguang Sect.”

On both sides were congratulatory banners:

“Best wishes for the Fun Seekers Club’s first match success—Xiangyun Tea House.”

“Victory to the Fun Seekers Club heroes—Hongfu Tavern.”

“Sweep all rivals, Fun Seekers reign supreme—Fengming Silks and Satins.”

Gongsun Jie’s sharp eyesight picked up the banner details from a distance. His expression grew darker.

At this moment, Gongsun Jie felt like a clown on display, mocked for everyone’s amusement. Rage boiled in his chest, leaving no room for composure. The only thought in his mind was to annihilate the Fun Seekers Club, leaving none alive.

As he was about to storm into Wolf Valley, a voice called out from the roadside, “Senior Gongsun, please wait.”

Gongsun Jie turned to see a young man and woman, both strikingly handsome. He asked coldly, “Who are you?”

“Senior Gongsun, please don’t be angry. We’re not with Wolf Valley,” the young man hastily explained, bowing. “This junior is Zhong Wenhao of the Qingcheng Sect. Beside me is my junior sister, Zhu Zhirou. Our master is Perfected Taiyu. Five years ago, we accompanied our master to Xuanguang Sect and met you.”

“Disciples of Taiyu?” Gongsun Jie paused before asking, “Why have you stopped me?”

His mood, already ruined by Wolf Valley, left him no interest in small talk. His tone was gruff.

“Senior Gongsun, the Fun Seekers Club has committed countless atrocities, exploiting your name to extort money and oppress the people. They’re a gang of lawless villains,” Zhong Wenhao said earnestly. “We’ve been traveling the martial world and happened upon this situation. We wish to assist you in eliminating these evildoers in Wolf Valley.”

Gongsun Jie looked at the chivalrous pair, thinking of his own disappointing disciple. A pang of heartache struck him. Taking a deep breath, he said curtly, “Fine. Follow me. Kill any stragglers and leave no bandits alive.”

“Yes, Senior Gongsun,” the pair replied eagerly, exchanging excited glances. Their eyes shone with anticipation.

For these young heroes, this was their first major event, a chance to align with a sect leader of Xuanguang. It wasn’t just an opportunity to build connections—it was a milestone story to tell.

…

Li Ye, having stirred up this storm, hadn’t yet awakened any derived skills. However, the demonic energy he absorbed had long since transformed his body into something far beyond ordinary, granting him acute senses akin to Daredevil.

His hearing range now encompassed the entire Wolf Valley, and his vision was sharp enough to distinguish a fly’s gender from two kilometers away.

As for his inner strength, bolstered by demonic energy, even Li Ye wasn’t sure how deep it ran. He could now easily overpower Shi Xiang and the rest of the club members without even using a soccer ball.

He had fully mastered the Dragon Emperor Technique, though it seemed inadequate to break through to the Grandmaster level. However, this didn’t bother Li Ye. He wasn’t a native of this world. As a Temporal Walker, his growth relied on demonic energy. In just ten days, he had reached extraordinary heights. With more time and the club’s fame spreading, it wouldn’t be long before he could challenge a Grandmaster.

Defeating a Grandmaster would mean acquiring their martial techniques, which would then be his to study.

With plenty of time left in this world, there was no need to rush.

…

After receiving Cao Bin’s message, Li Ye had been stationed at the Wolf Valley entrance for two days, awaiting Gongsun Jie.

From yesterday, all construction in the valley had halted. Most spectators had been ushered into the valley, ready for the match.

The event’s planning had been a success. The only flaw was the uncertainty of the opponent’s arrival time—a detail that needed improvement.

When Li Ye saw Gongsun Jie speeding toward the valley like the wind, he worried there wouldn’t be enough time for the audience to settle in. To his surprise, two young heroes intercepted Gongsun Jie along the way.

This delay was perfect. Overjoyed, Li Ye immediately notified the club members to usher the spectators to their seats. He’d find a way to stall Gongsun Jie further, ensuring the audience had the best experience possible.