"You... Lei Jun!"

Initially taken aback, the Lin Clan members before them recognized Lei Jun.

Both sides knew their old enemies well and were aware of any outstanding new figures who emerged among their rivals.

Because they knew him, the hearts of the Lin Clan members filled with despair.

The tall young man before them, dressed in a deep red Taoist robe, had been talisman-bestowed. Rumor had it that he was of the Middle Three Heavens cultivation realm.

Given the relationship between the two families, the Lin Clan members didn't even consider begging for mercy.

Someone was the first to shout and draw their sword from its sheath in an instant.

Then came a chorus of swords scraping against scabbards, their gleaming blades flashing relentlessly under the fire-lit night.

"Demon Path practitioners, cease your madness! Behold my sword!"

A chilling Sword Qi spread, encircling Lei Jun from all directions.

Lei Jun, previously calm as a deep pool, erupted into action like thunder the next moment.

At this moment, the Wind-Thunder Talisman completely abandoned the gentle stealth of 'Night Wind,' shifting to the swift and violent ferocity of 'Day Thunder.'

Apart from speed, it was all about speed.

To the Lin Clan members, it seemed as if Lei Jun had suddenly vanished on the spot.

When he reappeared, he was outside the circle of Sword Qi, behind a Lin Clan disciple, his short stick swinging down.

"THUD!"

The disciple's head was instantly obliterated.

"Looking at you all, I'm reminded of a saying,"

Lei Jun's figure flashed, and he disappeared once again, as if teleporting between two points. He reappeared behind another Lin Clan disciple, swinging his short stick,

"...'Bones of lords paved along Heavenly Street.'"

That Lin Clan disciple crumpled forward without a sound.

Before this body hit the ground, Lei Jun was already behind a third person, "As far as I know, this phrase itself was spoken by a scion of a noble clan, wasn't it? No matter, it doesn't stop me from finding it apt for this scene."

He moved like lightning, his figure flickering continuously. He seemed to wander aimlessly, simply passing behind a group of Lin Clan disciples and casually striking each one in turn,

"I am a kind person, one who treats others well, but..."

Lei Jun halted, firmly planting his feet, "my way of thinking is different from yours... different from at least the vast majority of people in this world. So, don't provoke me."

He stopped, and behind him, though the Lin Clan disciples' bodies were slumping, they had not yet fully hit the ground.

Only then did their bodies successively hit the ground with a series of THUDS.

The commotion at the rear startled the Lin Clan disciples at the front, who were still besieging Zhang Yuan and the others.

But by the time they turned around, they only caught a glimpse of their kin lying in a circle of corpses.

Not only the Lin Clan members but even True Inheritance disciples of the Celestial Master Mansion like Zhang Yuan were dumbfounded.

"Liao and the others..."

Of the remaining Lin Clan members, some were still dazed, while others screamed in rage.

The leading Lin Clan youth, his eyes practically splitting from their sockets, roared,

"Arise and look upon Mount Nan; mountain fire burns the mountain fields!"

As he chanted, Spiritual Energy surged violently between heaven and earth.

Under the night sky, the deep chill of early spring still permeated the mountain forest, but now it suddenly grew scorching hot.

CRACKLE! POP! In mid-air, vast swathes of flames erupted.

Even the scattered mountain fires nearby began to converge, uniting into a single, continuous inferno that swept towards Lei Jun.

Spurred on by the Lin Clan youth, the other clansmen also began to recover their wits.

Several others from the same Chanting Sect, their eyes wide, bellowed in unison,

"Faint red twilight, as if extinguished, short flames connect anew!"

Consequently, the firestorm intensified. Flames erupted in multiple locations, linking tightly together, forming what seemed like a vast, raging sea of fire to envelop Lei Jun.

Unfortunately for them, there were no Confucian Chanting Sect cultivators of the Middle Three Heavens present.

With the highest cultivation realm on the scene, Lei Jun didn't need to employ any complex methods.

First, he threw a High-grade Spirit Talisman: the Endless Sea of Fire Talisman of the Celestial Master Mansion. Even though it wasn't his Life-Bound Talisman Method, it could suppress the opposing sea of fire.

Then he threw another High-grade Spirit Talisman, the Thunder of Thor Talisman.

He was no longer taking them down one by one. Now, he was taking them out in swathes.

The scene was extremely cruel.

The disciples of the Celestial Master Mansion, however, did not find the scene cruel at all.

Once they regained their senses, they looked upon the godsend Lei and cheered loudly.

They had been desperately hoping that Elder Zuo and Brother Li would return to save the day.

But as time dragged on and neither of them appeared, Zhang Yuan and the others had begun to despair.

They hadn't expected that by holding on, they would be met with the pleasant surprise of Lei Jun's arrival.

Even these True Inheritance disciples of the Celestial Master Mansion felt their hearts pound, overwhelmed with excitement.

"Are you all all right?"

Towards his fellow sect members, Lei Jun's attitude was much warmer. He even bore a hint of Master Yuan Mobai's demeanor, his words like a spring breeze soothing their turbulent emotions.

...As he spoke, he moved his hand behind his back and put away his short, rod-like Supreme Pure Golden Bamboo.

Lei Jun mocked himself inwardly. Blessed Unbounded Heavenly Venerate, forgive me. I've become arrogant. I carry the burden of an idol; I shoulder an image... I must always be mindful of my image. Look at those Lin Clan disciples; even in defeat, they maintained their composure. Whether from the Scriptures Studies Sect or the Chanting Sect, they always kept their dignified poise. In contrast, when I brandished the Supreme Pure Golden Bamboo, I looked like someone wielding a club. Even a single-handed short rod might have been slightly better. But when the full Spiritual Power of the Supreme Pure Golden Bamboo was unleashed, and its illusory Spirit Light extended forward, condensing into a long rod, that appearance... I can't help but be reminded of the baseball bats I saw on Blue Star in my previous life. Master, so far, you've been wonderful in every way, except for ruining my image. My benevolent master has led me astray, oh, how my benevolent master has led me astray!

Lei Jun gently shook his head, curbing his wandering thoughts.

Fortunately, although more than half of Zhang Yuan's group were injured, no one had died.

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