In order not to disappoint her father's last expectations, Zhang Yun, with endless tears in her eyes, could only desperately flee.
Upon learning the devastating news that his father had died in battle for him, Zhang Yun's young face was filled with pain, confusion, bewilderment, desolation, and hesitation, even to the point of madness!
The pain in my heart is beyond words!
After a frantic struggle, Zhang Yun finally calmed down, a frightening calmness.
This blood feud is irreconcilable.
No matter what shocking conspiracy lies behind this incident, even if it means death, everyone involved must pay a heavy price!
When Liu Qing uttered the name "Zhang Yu," his proud face suddenly filled with reverence.
In front of the young master, Liu Qing was nothing more than a lowly servant.
"Zhang Yu? Could it be the Zhang Yu who forcefully became a disciple of the Flying Peak Master last month, causing a sensation throughout the sect?"
The shocked voice rang out, immediately causing a stir, and many people's eyes revealed a deep sense of awe.
It is said that Gong Qi, the peak master of Feilai Peak of Yunwu Sect, is eccentric, capricious, and unpredictable, with an ever-changing whereabouts. He is like a dragon whose head is seen but not its tail.
Apart from a few high-ranking members, very few people in the entire Yunwu Sect have ever seen him.
This person's style of doing things is also unrestrained, and sometimes even the old sect master of Yunwu Sect can't do anything about him.
Most importantly, before this, Gong Qi had never had the idea of taking on a disciple in his entire life.
Zhang Yu's ability to win over Gong Qi's heart and successfully become a disciple of Feilai Peak, making him Gong Qi's only disciple, is enough to demonstrate Zhang Yu's extraordinary talent.
Moreover, it is rumored that he has an extraordinary background, a symbol of nobility in the entire Qin Empire. Although he has been in the sect for less than a month, few people dare to provoke him.
Even the most outstanding members of the inner sect would not easily make enemies under normal circumstances, let alone Zhang Yun, who has not even stepped into the inner sect.
In that sense, Zhang Yun was indeed a bit arrogant and ignorant.
"Zhang Yu, you really are a heartless bastard!"
Zhang Yun will never forget Zhang Yu's smug and disgusting face after his father was seriously injured.
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Chapter 17 The Killing Intent Revealed
Zhang Yun will never forget Zhang Yu's smug and disgusting face after his father was seriously injured.
"Zhang Yun, don't you know your own limitations? You're not worthy of being the young master of the Zhang family. You're just an overconfident dog."
"Oh my, you dog's eyes are so terrifying, so scary, they've made me tremble with fear. I bet you really want to kill me."
"So what? Even that stubborn and incorrigible old man Zhang Zhentian was defeated by us. Even if you were given hundreds or thousands of years, in my eyes you would still be nothing but a piece of trash."
At that moment, Zhang Yun clenched his fists so tightly that his fingernails dug into his flesh.
From that moment on, Zhang Yun desperately craved power—the unparalleled power to annihilate all his enemies!
Zhang Yun now possesses a universe within him and immense power; it's only a matter of time before he seeks revenge.
Having learned that Zhang Yu was in Yunwu Sect, it naturally became Zhang Yun's first priority to pay respects to his deceased father.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yun forced himself to calm down, knowing that revenge was not something to be rushed.
We've already made it through two years, so what's a little longer?
“Zhang Yu, I, Zhang Yun, will definitely take your life. Consider this a small interest payment you are making to me.”
Without further ado, under the strange gazes of everyone, Zhang Yun strolled over to Liu Qing, squatted down, picked up the three storage bags on the ground, put them into his pocket, then stood up and slowly returned to his residence.
The somewhat deafening sound of the door closing brought those around back to their senses, and a mocking smile immediately appeared on their faces.
"Tch, I thought Zhang Yun could really remain calm in the face of honor and disgrace and stick to his principles. Turns out he's just like us, an ordinary person. It's hilarious."
"After all, the person standing behind Liu Qing is the renowned prodigy Zhang Yu. It's only natural that Zhang Yun would back down so quickly."
With some disappointment, the crowd dispersed, having gained a profound understanding of the extraordinary talent Zhang Yu possessed.
"That's more like it."
Looking at Zhang Yun's dimly lit little pavilion, Liu Qing sneered. Everything was going according to the young master's plan.
However, he had a vague feeling that Zhang Yun seemed to be a few points stronger than he had at first glance.
It must be an illusion.
Little did they know, Zhang Yun was not yielding or compromising at all.
He simply took it openly and honestly.
Today's events also demonstrate that practicing cultivation in one's home is not absolutely safe.
If attacked by someone with ulterior motives, the outcome is self-evident.
"I've heard that the Purple Qi from the East in the inner sect is an excellent place for cultivation, where one can calm the mind and meditate undisturbed."
"It seems I need to improve my strength as soon as possible and advance to the inner sect."
Thinking of this, Zhang Yun collapsed onto the bed and fell fast asleep.
Years of rigorous training have kept his mind constantly on edge; it's time for him to take a good rest.