The Prodigies War

A silver mask, white clothes, and a slender figure...

Lin Xun’s pupils narrowed imperceptibly at the sight of the approaching figure, sensing an unusually powerful aura.

The other party was clearly in disguise and had even concealed his aura. However, the intuition forged from many years of battle told Lin Xun that this was no ordinary person!

The gray-robed man and the white-robed elder frowned in unison, realizing that the silver-masked man was with the thin middle-aged man.

Just as they were about to decline, their bodies suddenly stiffened.

It was because the silver-masked man had looked over, causing them to tremble as if a supreme being was staring down at them!

The gray-robed man took a deep breath and said, "Friend, this is Fog Obscured Alms, your request is something that we..."

Before he could finish, the silver-masked man said, "Yesterday, you bought the treasures for 8.6 million dao crystals. I can buy them back at double that price."

His uniquely magnetic high-pitched voice resembled a blade cutting across the sand. Although his tone sounded nonchalant, it clearly didn’t permit any refusal.

The gray-robed man and the white-robed elder were shocked, only now realizing that the treasures they had just sold Lin Xun might be far more extraordinary than they had imagined.

However, the deal was already done and it was too late for regret.

Moreover, Lin Xun was a purple jade token VIP so they didn't dare to go back on the deal.

"Apologies but the treasures have indeed been sold."

As soon as the words left his mouth, the gray-robed man felt a suffocating sensation as a terrifying tsunami-like aura choked him, causing him to tense up and nearly collapse on the spot.

The silver-masked man indifferently asked, "Sold to whom? I want a clear answer. If not, I can tell you that the name Fog Obscured Alms alone won’t be able to stop me."

Each word gave off an intensely oppressive sensation.

The gray-robed man and the white-robed elder began to sweat profusely as their hearts thudded loudly in their chests. The other party’s aura was so terrifying that they were barely able to endure.

"Friend, being overly forceful isn’t good."

It was at this moment that Lin Xun took a step to the side, placing him in front of the gray-robed man and white-robed elder as he looked at the silver-masked man.

The two men behind him felt as if they had been narrowly rescued from drowning. The oppressive pressure suddenly disappeared, making them feel as light as a feather.

"Oh?"

The silver-masked man stared at Lin Xun. His pupils were dark blue like the vast and deep ocean with intimidating lightning-like light swirling within them.

Lin Xun appeared calm and unfazed.

Although the other party was displaying a strong pressure, it wasn’t strong enough to affect him.

"Interesting, to think that I would meet someone like you in this tiny Fierce Wind City."

The silver-masked man's voice carried a hint of iciness. "Let me give you a piece of advice. Don't meddle in this matter, otherwise, no one in the Great Primordial Chaos World will be able to save you."

His tone was still nonchalant but his words were extremely arrogant!

Lin Xun raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is that a threat?"

The silver-masked man answered, "You may treat it that way."

Lin Xun suddenly took a step forward.

While the others didn't feel anything, the silver-masked man stiffened as he felt a monstrous killing intent lock onto him, causing his hairs to stand on end.

A master!

His pupils contracted as he circulated all of his power to neutralize it. However, he was unable to escape the dreadful killing intent no matter what he did.

This made his expression change again.

Lin Xun nonchalantly said, "I bought the treasures, are you sure you won't change your mind?"

"What?"

The thin middle-aged man shouted, "Friend, could you let me buy them back? I will pay a high price!"

"You are no longer needed, so scram."

The silver-masked man waved his sleeve.

With a thud, the thin middle-aged man was sent flying through the air. He crashed into the ground several dozen feet away and violently coughed blood.

"How can you go back on the deal? You said that you would give me twice the reward if I managed to buy back the treasures."

The thin middle-aged man screamed from the ground, his face filled with bitterness.

Only then did Lin Xun and the others find out that the thin middle-aged man didn't care about his family heirlooms but was driven by benefits.

Additionally, the one who promised him the benefits was the silver-masked man.

"Friend, I can see that you’re a confident person, However, I believe you wouldn’t dare to do that again if you knew my identity."

The silver-masked man ignored the shouting middle-aged man and continued to stare at Lin Xun. "How about we make a deal? I will pay you triple the price for those treasures."

Triple!

The gray-robed man’s and the white-robed elder’s faces changed again, realizing again that the treasures were far more extraordinary than expected.

Lin Xun smiled. The other party had displayed a haughty attitude from start to end. Although his tone seemed nonchalant, it couldn’t hide his extreme arrogance.

Lin Xun casually extended his right hand and grabbed at the silver-masked man’s neck.

There was nothing quick or special about his movement.

Iciness flashed in the silver-masked man's eyes. He seemed enraged as he made a knife-hand and swung. [1]">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Knifehand_strike[/ref]

Omm!

Brilliant silver burst out from his palm and tore apart space as if it were as frail as paper.

It was so bright that the others couldn’t even keep their eyes open. Despite being unable to see it, they were horrified by the attack.

However, the terrifying strike was soundlessly devoured mid-way. With a bang, the silver-masked man’s hand was nearly broken as it was flung aside.

Meanwhile, Lin Xun's five fingers grabbed the other party's throat and lifted him into the air.

The silver-masked man was in shock. Just as he was about to scream, he suddenly felt a strong force that threatened to snap his neck.

The most terrifying part was that all of his power was being completely suppressed, making him powerless to resist.

Who is he?

When did such a formidable individual appear in Cloud State?

"I believe you can see now that it's easy for me to kill you."

Lin Xun's black eyes appeared as deep as the night.

Thud!

With a flick of his wrist, the silver-masked man tossed aside like garbage. "I will also give you a piece of advice, scram."

The silver-masked man panted as he climbed to his feet. There were five blood-red marks on his neck.

He stared at Lin Xun for a long time without saying a word before turning to leave.

Lin Xun didn't stop him. He wasn’t worried about revenge because it was impossible for Fog Obscured Alms or the silver-masked man to see through his disguise.

The gray-robed man cautioned, "Sir, that person likely has a frightening background. Please be extra careful."

Lin Xun merely chuckled in response.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and decided to bring the thin middle-aged man along.

The thin middle-aged man immediately displayed a fearful and reluctant expression. However, it was impossible for him to resist and he was soon knocked unconscious.

After leaving the underground black market, Lin Xun didn’t linger in Fierce Wind City. He swapped back into his Red Flame Dao Body and set off in the direction of Xuanji Dao Sect.

……

At a certain inn in Fierce Wind City.

The silver-masked man hurried inside and stopped before one of the rooms.

He took a deep breath and removed his mask.

His aura changed as the graceful curves of a woman emerged from his slender figure.

His facial features became delicate, perfectly complementing those clear, gem-like dark blue eyes and slightly pursed red lips.

The only imperfections were the five red finger marks on her snow-white neck.

Apparently, he was a woman disguised as a man!

She bowed slightly and said in a low voice, "Young Master."

Her originally high-pitch voice had become as gentle as water.

The door silently opened as a hearty laugh rang out, "Zique, why are you back so soon? Did the operation go well?"

In the incense-smoke-filled room, a purple-robed young man languidly lounged on a couch.

A group of young ladies meticulously attended to him, each as beautiful as a fairy...

Some massaged his shoulders and legs while others poured wine for him or presented him food.

The purple-robed youth’s bronze skin looked as hard as a rock and his chiseled face looked as if it had been carved with a knife.

His eyes were especially eye-catching. They were as bright as stars and seemed to emanate an aura of unreserved and absolute confidence.

The woman called Zique paled. After entering the room, she immediately knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Young Master, the operation was a failure."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. All of the ladies stopped what they were doing and looked at Zique in unison.

Some displayed gloating expressions while others showed looks of sympathy. She had failed the Young Master’s task!

The purple-robed youth spit out a grape seed. He lazily sat up from the couch and gently said, "Don't be scared, Zique. Tell me what happened."

Zique shivered despite his gentle tone. She knew full-well how temperamental the blood-thirsty Young Master could be.

With a deep breath, she began recounting the events that had occurred at the underground black market.

After hearing everything, the purple-robed youth said in surprise, "Beaten to the punch by someone else? Do you know who he is?"

Zique shook her head.

The purple-robed youth stood up, walked to Zique, and helped her up. He gazed at the scarlet finger marks on her snow-white neck and tenderly said, "What a ruthless person who clearly doesn’t know how to cherish a lady. I can’t bear to see how he mistreated our little Zique."

Zique revealed a look of shame and said in a small voice, "Young Master, your servant is incompetent."

"You’re not to blame. Who would have thought that an expert who could easily subdue you would appear in this tiny Fierce Wind City? After all, our little Zique is an advanced supreme Saint-King."

The purple-robed youth patted her on the shoulder. "However, this isn’t over. Those treasures are of great origin and it wasn’t easy for your Young Master to finally discover a clue of their whereabouts. We will not give up just like this."

He tapped his head and said, "The closest sect to this location should be called Xuanji Dao Sect. If we want to find someone, it will probably be best to use their forces."

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