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My Love Life With The Sect Masters in Xianxia
🕑 Added 2025-02-03 18:00:13 +0000 UTCChapter 160: Peak of Tribulation Crossing Realm, Wu Chengkong!
The Xiao family members stared blankly at the scene before them.
The once high-and-mighty, domineering Head Disciple of the Divine Dao Sect now lay on the ground like a pile of mud.
His face was bruised and battered, his entire body covered in blood. Clinging desperately to Li Ran’s leg, he begged in a frail voice:
"Please… No more… Holy Son Li, I really can’t spit it out anymore!"
Feng Wanjiang was on the verge of tears.
As the Head Disciple of a top-tier sect, how could he possibly be weak?
On the contrary, his talent, aptitude, and comprehension were all exceptional, making him nearly unmatched among his peers.
Yet he had the misfortune of encountering Li Ran, this absolute monster.
The moment they clashed, Li Ran used the power of The Way of All Things to completely seal his spiritual energy.
As a pure Dao cultivator, losing access to his Dao techniques and spiritual energy made him no better than a fish on the chopping block.
‘If I had known Li Ran was back, I would rather have died than come to the Xiao family!’
Feng Wanjiang was drowning in regret.
Li Ran pulled his leg free from Feng Wanjiang’s grasp, then ground his heel against the man’s already battered face.
"From the way you were talking earlier, it sounded like I couldn’t even protect my own wife?"
"You can! You absolutely can!"
Feng Wanjiang’s voice trembled. "I was just speaking recklessly! Holy Son Li, please don’t take it to heart!"
Li Ran grinned. "No worries. Everyone makes mistakes when they talk. I’m not the petty type."
"..."
Xiao Nian covered his face.
You’ve already beaten him half to death, and you call that ‘not petty’?!
Feng Wanjiang forced an awkward smile. "I knew Holy Son Li was magnanimous and wouldn’t hold it against me."
"Of course," Li Ran said casually.
He then turned to the Xiao family members and asked, "Before I arrived, what else did he say?"
"Well…"
The crowd exchanged hesitant glances.
At that moment, the Xiao family’s Sixth Elder spoke up in a low voice, "Feng Wanjiang said that if Qingge refused to return to the Divine Dao Sect, she should cripple her cultivation and sever all ties with the sect."
"Oh?"
Li Ran’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Cripple her cultivation? Head Disciple Feng, how mighty you are."
Feng Wanjiang felt his heart plummet into an icy abyss.
He swallowed hard, his voice flustered. "Holy Son Li, those were just empty threats! I was only trying to scare Xiao Qingge! I would never actually force her to do that!"
Li Ran shook his head. "No. You would."
Feng Wanjiang: "…"
A cold, eerie glow appeared in Li Ran’s hand, casting his face in an ominous light. "Then tell me, Head Disciple Feng, do you think I dare?"
"No! You can’t!"
Feng Wanjiang’s entire body shook like a leaf in the wind.
This was the number one demonic cultivator in the Demon Kings List—he did as he pleased, unrestrained and reckless!
Was there anything Li Ran wouldn’t do?!
"I am the Head Disciple of the Divine Dao Sect! I answer directly to Sect Master Chen Yundao! If you harm me, the sect won’t just let this slide!"
Clap, clap, clap
Li Ran clapped his hands. "Wow, Head Disciple Feng sure has an impressive background. Should I introduce myself as well?"
Feng Wanjiang fell silent.
No matter how great his backing was, it could never compare to Li Ran’s.
And as for Leng Wuyan, that demoness…
Even Chen Yundao would have to think twice before messing with her.
Veins bulged on Feng Wanjiang’s forehead as he suddenly shouted, "Elder Wu! If you don’t show yourself now, there will be a real casualty!"
Li Ran frowned. "Elder?"
Suddenly, he felt a piercing sensation on his back, like a blade hovering behind him.
He swiftly turned around.
Ripples spread through the air, and an elderly man in a black Daoist robe appeared out of thin air.
His hair and beard were completely white, and his face was devoid of expression.
With a flick of his wide sleeve, Feng Wanjiang was instantly drawn into his palm and gently placed on the ground.
A trace of spiritual energy flowed into Feng Wanjiang’s body, instantly calming his turbulent blood and qi.
“Elder Wu, You’re Finally Here?!”
Feng Wanjiang let out a breath of relief, though his tone carried a hint of resentment.
"We came down the mountain together! Where did you disappear to halfway through?"
Initially, he hadn’t thought much of the Xiao family and had confidently gone in alone—only to run into Li Ran.
Elder Wu shook his head. "Wanjiang, you were too impatient. Do you really think I would stand by and let you be crippled? You don’t realize that we just lost a golden opportunity."
"Opportunity?"
Feng Wanjiang was momentarily confused but quickly understood.
If Li Ran had actually crippled him, that would have meant war between the two sects. Elder Wu would have had a justified reason to take action!
But his desperate cry for help had only served to alert Li Ran.
"You were using me as bait?" Feng Wanjiang frowned.
Elder Wu spoke indifferently. "To accomplish great things, one must not fuss over minor details. You, of all people, should understand that."
Feng Wanjiang let out a cold snort.
Sure, the logic made sense.
But the thought of Elder Wu hiding in the shadows, watching as he was beaten to a pulp, made his stomach churn with frustration.
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Seeing the two of them casually conversing, completely ignoring him, Li Ran’s eyes darkened with vigilance.
This Elder Wu was strong.
Even just standing there, his presence was like a towering mountain, making resistance feel futile.
At that moment, Li Ran noticed Xiao Qingge trembling ever so slightly, fear flickering deep in her eyes.
He frowned. "Qingge, do you know him?"
Xiao Qingge nodded and whispered, "His name is Wu Chengkong… a peak Tribulation Crossing Realm cultivator. Back when I was expelled from the sect, it was because of him."
"Peak Tribulation Crossing..."
Li Ran’s expression grew even heavier.
That was just one step below the Emperor Realm—a top-tier powerhouse who could dominate entire regions!
He had once slain a Tribulation Crossing corpse, but that was under extremely fortunate circumstances.
Against a living Tribulation Crossing cultivator, he knew he stood no chance.
The gap was simply too vast—no amount of skill or secret techniques could bridge it.
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Elder Wu turned his gaze toward Li Ran and sighed. "Holy Son Li, your talent is truly unparalleled. In my long years, I have never seen a genius like you. At your age, you are undoubtedly the strongest of your generation! But, unfortunately…"
He did not bother to hide his killing intent.
But without a legitimate reason, he couldn’t strike—if he acted recklessly, even his sect wouldn’t be able to protect him.
After all, before Leng Wuyan, a mere Tribulation Crossing cultivator was nothing but a joke.
Elder Wu then looked toward Xiao Qingge with cold, piercing eyes.
"You dare to reject the sect’s summons? Xiao Qingge, your courage grows by the day!"
Xiao Qingge shook her head. "I was never the most talented—why must the sect force me to return?"
Elder Wu let out a disdainful snort.
"You think it’s about talent? Back then, you lost your cultivation and were expelled, yet now you’ve reawakened your path to immortality. If we let this be, the world will mock the Divine Dao Sect for its incompetence!"
"You have two choices: Live as a mortal for the rest of your life, or die on Feiyun Mountain!"
His words were absolute, tyrannical beyond measure.
Xiao Qingge’s face went pale. "You—!"
BOOM!
A golden radiance erupted from Li Ran’s body, his ancient bloodline and Buddhist energy surging to their peak.
Standing protectively in front of Xiao Qingge, his eyes shimmered with a faint golden light.
"The Divine Dao Sect being incompetent… isn't that just the truth?"
