Overriding the Heaven

If these two realms were in Evergreen Town, they would have been able to run amuck. However, they were scared stiff by Chu Yan's gaze and they kneeled on the ground.    

"I've been bullied once before, so I learned to take revenge. If you want to die, you can try again."    

Chu Yan's tone was light, but revealed a sense of overbearing arrogance.    

The two cultivators trembled in fear and couldn't say a single word. They could only nod their heads continuously. The tears in their eyes that had welled out due to fear turned into two big bundles that could roll down at any time.    

After teaching these fellows a lesson, Chu Yan sat cross legged on his bed and began to meditate.    

The spiritual energy here is dense, we can't let it go to waste.    

Time passed in a flash. It was now late at night.    

Although it was already autumn, Shattered Star Pavilion was located in a paradise, so he did not show any signs of depression. From the trees outside, the chirping of cicadas could be heard.    

The room had already been cleaned up, and of the few people inside, Chu Yan was still seated cross-legged, while the remaining few were curled up on their beds, fast asleep.    

At this moment, a pair of eyes suddenly opened in the pitch-black room.    

Wang Hao carefully looked in Chu Yan's direction.    

Seeing Chu Yan not moving at all and didn't seem to have noticed that he had awoken, Wang Hao heaved a sigh of relief. A venomous look suddenly surfaced in his eyes.    

His injured cheek had already been bandaged, and his entire head was covered with bandages. He looked like a huge dumpling, and no matter how one looked at him, he was in a sorry state.    

His injured hand and shoulder were also fixed by the splint. With just a slight movement, the excruciating pain almost made him want to cry.    

Even though he was a cultivator, given that he had received such an injury and all the healing medicine on his body had been taken away by Chu Yan, it would at least take seven to eight days for Wang Hao to recuperate from his injuries.    

These seven to eight days were enough for him to endure. Not only was he suffering from the pain of these injuries, he also had to live under the constant fear of facing Chu Yan.    

With that thought, Wang Hao hated Chu Yan even more, and wished that he could tear him apart.    

"How do you think I am able to extort so many spirit stones here? It is because more than half of the spirit stones in that bag are not mine, and are instead going to be supplied to higher level disciples!" Wang Hao coldly snorted in his heart, "I just achieved major completion in my Advancing to the Pulse Condensation Period and have not stabilized yet. Today, I was ambushed by you and suffered a huge loss. This matter is definitely not over yet! I will make you pay ten times, a hundred times! Just you wait, someone's coming to take care of you! "    

Wang Hao looked at Chu Yan and saw that he was not moving at all, he took out a Glyph from his clothes.    

This was a piece of Message Talisman, which Wang Hao had specially used to contact his backer.    

After describing what had happened today, focusing on how unruly and despicable Chu Yan was, how he had launched a sneak attack behind his back, and even made up a lie about Chu Yan insulting a high ranking disciple, Wang Hao was finally satisfied. He activated the talisman, wanting to send out the news.    

Just then, a big hand suddenly extended out from the darkness and grabbed Wang Hao's wrist.    

Before Wang Hao could react, he used all his strength and broke his wrist.    

Wang Hao's wrist immediately became weak and drooped down. The Message Talisman that was about to be activated was also snatched away by the big hand.    

Raising his head, Wang Hao immediately saw Chu Yan's expressionless face under the moonlight.    

"It's you!"    

Wang Hao was so scared that his soul almost flew out of his body. He felt all the blood in his body rushing to his brain, his hands and feet turning cold, his heart sinking to the bottom.    

Chu Yan did not care about the other party's indistinct shout, and coldly swept through the information written on the Message Talisman, and after reading it, he smiled towards Wang Hao.    

Wang Hao was so scared by Chu Yan's smile that he almost died. His entire face immediately lost all color, his mind went blank, and his entire body became a statue of clay, without moving an inch.    

"Find someone to deal with me?" Chu Yan grinned.    

Under the moonlight, the scene in Wang Hao's eyes, was simply like the most terrifying thing in the world.    

"I don't... "Howl!"    

Before he finished speaking, Wang Hao's neck was grabbed by Chu Yan, and he was lifted up into the air.    

Wang Hao's eyes were filled with despair, his legs were kicking in the air, but as an adult stage 1st level of Pulse Condensation Stage cultivator, he couldn't resist at all.    

His heart was filled with fear and dread.    

If Wang Hao still had some hatred towards Chu Yan before, now, there was no hatred left. All that was left was fear.    

Wang Hao's movements had also caused the other people in the room to wake up.    

But these people who were usually Wang Hao's henchmen, had all simultaneously chosen to pretend to be asleep.    

They were all not idiots, and were very clear that if anyone did not have eyes at this time, the outcome would probably be even worse than Wang Hao.    

"No, don't …" Wang Hao tried his best to squeeze out some words from his throat.    

"Don't let you go?" Chu Yan frowned, and then revealed a smile that made Wang Hao crazy: "Good idea."    

In the next moment, Chu Yan swung Wang Hao, drew a circle in the air, and then smashed onto the ground with a boom.    

The entire room trembled.    

The few disciples in the room were trembling like they were sifting through sieve chaff, but none of them moved an inch. It was as if they had not heard a thing and were still fast asleep.    

A series of loud sounds echoed out in the distance on this autumn night.    

On the morning of the next day, when the few disciples in the room were trembling as they crawled up, they found that Chu Yan was no longer in the room and they did not know when he had left. What they could see now was Wang Hao, who was lying unconscious in the corner with his limbs broken and dried up in a pool of blood.    

The bandage on Wang Hao's head and his clothes were tattered and messy, with even more bloodstains on his body.    

As for the ground beneath Wang Hao, a huge pit had long ago sunk deeply into the ground, and the inside of the pit was filled with cracks that were densely packed like spider webs.    

The blood that had already solidified in the cracks looked deep red, enough to scare people to death.    

Even without these few disciples looking carefully, they understood that with Wang Hao's current state, it would probably be impossible for him to recover in two to three months.    

Once two or three months had passed, even if Wang Hao recovered, he would still not be a match for Chu Yan.    

When they thought of that scene, the disciples' faces immediately turned bitter, and their intestines turned green with regret.    

If they knew earlier, they would have extorted a new disciple the moment they heard about his arrival.    

The four of them looked sullen as they guarded Wang Hao. After a long while, the scoundrel eyed disciple gritted his teeth, stood up and walked out.    

"Where are you going?" one of them asked.    

"That Chu Yan is so arrogant, I naturally cannot just sit by and watch him break our immortal path!" It was obvious that he had wanted to snatch the other party's cultivation resources, which was why Chu Yan was willing to return the favor using his own methods. However, when it came out of this fellow's mouth, it was as if he had received an enormous grievance and was being bullied by Chu Yan.