This man had a delicate appearance and was at the Foundation Establishment Stage Early Phase.

Recognizing the newcomer as Yang Che, he couldn't help but be greatly surprised.

As the chief Disciple of Sword Four Peak, possessing a Mutated Lightning Immortal Root, Yang Che was already a 'celebrity' of the Qing Jian Sect.

Especially nearly two years ago, when Yang Che, at the peak of Qi Refining twelfth level cultivation, instantly defeated a Foundation Establishment Stage Early Phase Cultivator in the Azure Stone Plaza of Sword Four Peak, he had already astonished everyone.

Now that Yang Che had reached Foundation Establishment, it caused these Foundation Establishment Stage Early Phase Disciples to inexplicably feel a hint of fear when they saw him.

The saying 'a man's name, a tree's shadow' was precisely this.

However, as a seventh-seat Disciple of Sword Eight Peaks, this sword-wielding handsome man, Ding Weihan, naturally did not want to diminish the reputation of Eighth Peak.

Moreover, he believed that having been in the Foundation Establishment Stage Early Phase for many years, he was far from comparable to Hua Yi, who had just entered the Foundation Establishment Stage Early Phase when he was defeated by Yang Che.

And Yang Che's words had so insulted his 'Junior Sister Jian Li' that anger had already overwhelmed him.

"Junior Brother Yang, do you think that just because you became the chief of Sword Four Peak, you're really something special? This is Sword Eight Peaks, not your Sword Four Peak. You dare to insult my Junior Sister Jian Li like this, I, Ding Weihan, will not let you off today."

With a cold snort, several cold, gleaming Flying Sword Magical Artifacts suddenly appeared around Ding Weihan.

He floated in mid-air, these Flying Sword Magical Artifacts all circling around him. As he chanted a spell, these Flying Swords instantly transformed into several streaks of light, whistling as they slashed towards Yang Che.

Yang Che was still stepping on the Dunjxing Shuo, his expression indifferent.

With a gentle flick of his finger, a layer of thunderclouds blocked his front.

Ding Weihan's Flying Swords all struck the thunderclouds. Though they looked impressive, they actually couldn't break through the thunderclouds' defense at all.

Just then, dozens more figures flew out from Sword Eight Peaks, all suspended in mid-air.

Yang Che said coldly, "Fellow Senior Brothers and Junior Sisters, I, Yang Che, came to Eighth Peak today only to settle a private matter with Jian Li. Out of consideration for being fellow Disciples, I do not wish to make things difficult for you all. However, if you insist on blocking me, then don't blame me for being impolite."

"What arrogance! Yang Che, get out of Eighth Peak!"

Seeing Yang Che completely ignore his attack and speak so arrogantly in front of so many fellow Disciples, Ding Weihan, despite being a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, still felt his face burn, as if at this moment, his dignity was completely gone.

This undoubtedly infuriated Ding Weihan to the extreme.

Seeing that his Flying Swords had no effect, Ding Weihan gritted his teeth. After recalling his Flying Swords, he painfully took out an Intermediate Intermediate-grade offensive spirit talisman.

This talisman was named 'Golden Meteorite Thorn'.

It was an extremely precious gold-attribute Intermediate offensive spirit talisman.

As the incantation was quickly recited, Ding Weihan threw the talisman forward.

With a flash of golden light, a huge circular light curtain, tens of feet in size, immediately formed diagonally above his head.

Click, click, click, continuous harsh sounds rang out. From the circular light curtain, countless long, sharp stone spikes soon surged forth.

Like meteorites from beyond the heavens, they formed a violent 'meteorite rain' that enveloped Yang Che overwhelmingly.

The power of an Intermediate Intermediate-grade offensive spirit talisman was not to be underestimated, but Yang Che's expression remained indifferent. It seemed that this Ding Weihan was determined to stop him.

A strange dark glow flashed from the Flash Cloud Boots on his feet. Yang Che moved like a ghost, weaving through the meteorite rain, and in almost the blink of an eye, he was less than half a zhang in front of Ding Weihan.

Then, he simply threw a punch.

With a 'bang'.

Ding Weihan, who had no time to react, arched his entire body, his facial features twisted in pain, and he was violently slammed into the hard rocky ground.

'Boom!'

The ground was directly smashed into a deep pit several feet wide.

Ding Weihan lay at the bottom of the pit, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, almost unable to move.

Some Eighth Peak Disciples quickly went to Ding Weihan, propped him up, and took him away for treatment.

"What cruel methods! Yang Che, we are fellow Disciples, yet you strike so viciously. You are unworthy of being the chief Disciple of Sword Four Peak."

"Exactly, this Yang Che is so aggressive the moment he arrives at our Sword Eight Peaks. He really doesn't take our Eighth Peak seriously at all."

"Is this person here to find Senior Sister Jian Li? Senior Sister Jian Li is such a gentle person, it must be that Yang Che failed in his pursuit and holds a grudge."

...

The Disciples of Eighth Peak spoke one after another, discussing animatedly, their words aimed at attacking his reputation.

Yang Che stared coldly at these people, a sneer in his heart.

These Foundation Establishment Stage Early Phase Disciples, seeing how miserably Ding Weihan was defeated, were all terrified in their hearts, but on their mouths, they acted righteeously.

Even though they all enumerated Yang Che's faults, not a single one dared to truly fight Yang Che in earnest.

"Jian Li, what are you afraid of? Why don't you get out here?"

Yang Che's voice was full of Qi, resounding far and wide, echoing continuously throughout the mountains of Eighth Peak.

"Presumptuous! Do you really think there's no one in our Eighth Peak?"

An angry shout came.

Yang Che looked over coldly and saw a red-faced man at the Foundation Establishment Stage flying swiftly on his Flying Sword.

"It's Senior Brother Duan Yan, the third-seat."

"Senior Brother Duan Yan has been in the Foundation Establishment Stage Middle Stage for many years. This is good now, this Yang Che will finally have to slink back."

"This Yang Che is truly too arrogant. Even the third-seat Senior Brother can't stand it anymore."

...

After the red-faced man arrived, he stared at Yang Che with a cold expression.

Yang Che noticed that this person actually had an extremely strong aura of killing intent.

"You are Yang Che? Get out of my Eighth Peak now, and I'll pretend..."

'Bang!'

Before the red-faced man Duan Yan could finish his sentence, his sturdy body had already slammed heavily into the hard Azure Stone ground.

The noisy surroundings suddenly became silent.

Their gazes towards Yang Che became incredibly strange.

In that instant, they only saw Yang Che move abruptly, then he was strangely behind Duan Yan, and kicked Duan Yan, sending him flying heavily to the ground.

Duan Yan had already climbed up, disheveled, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Yang Che merely glanced at him coldly.

Then he suddenly flew towards the side hall where Hu Xiaonan and Ma Qiucheng resided.

Seeing Yang Che arrive, the two inwardly lamented.

It was broad daylight, and countless eyes on Sword Eight Peaks were watching.

"Junior Sister Hu, Junior Brother Ma. I originally did not wish to bother you two again. But alas, this Jian Li is simply hiding and refusing to come out. So, I can only come to you two for help."

As Yang Che spoke, he saw that both of them had uneasy and fearful expressions, so he quickly continued, "You two don't have to worry. I imagine you two are not doing well in this Eighth Peak either. I now, in the name of the chief Disciple of Four Peaks, formally invite you two to join my Sword Four Peak and become probationary Disciples of my Sword Four Peak. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Xiaonan and Ma Qiucheng's eyes lit up simultaneously, and they immediately rejoiced, saying, "Senior Brother Yang, is that true?"

Yang Che said, "How could it be false? Moreover, our Sword Four Peak Old Ancestor has long since instructed me to recruit probationary Disciples."

"That's great!"

Hu Xiaonan and Ma Qiucheng's excitement and agitation completely exceeded Yang Che's expectations.

"Senior Brother Yang, let's go, I know where Jian Li lives, I'll take you there."

With no more worries, Hu Xiaonan immediately put herself into the role of a probationary Disciple of Four Peaks, firmly standing on Yang Che's side.

"Haha, good."

Yang Che stepped onto the Dunjxing Shuo, and let Hu Xiaonan and Ma Qiucheng also stand on it.

Wherever they passed, if any Disciple dared to block them, Yang Che would directly stab with a Lightning Chain Thunder Spear, and these Disciples would all be paralyzed and unable to move, falling from mid-air.

Before long, the three arrived in front of a rather exquisite grand hall.

"This is it," Hu Xiaonan said.

The three landed on the ground. Yang Che was just about to force his way in when he suddenly felt a tightening in his heart, so he quickly pulled Hu Xiaonan and Ma Qiucheng back in a hurry.

"Disciples of Four Peaks are becoming increasingly undisciplined."

As a somewhat old and low voice sounded, a Golden Core Stage Long-bearded Old Man slowly walked out from within the grand hall.

Behind the Old Man, was none other than the black-clad, captivating Jian Li.