10 Bring It On!
“What do you mean, ‘make things difficult’? I’m doing this for your own good. What if this boy is messing around outside…”
Dean Yu Qing crossed her arms, accentuating her already ample bosom, barely concealed by her loose robe. She glared at Yan Zhen, adopting the demeanor of an elder. “Don’t hide behind Xuan’er. Come here and let me examine you. You look so flustered. Don’t tell me I’m right?”
Instructor Yu Xuan shielded Yan Zhen, preventing her aunt from touching him. “Younger Aunt, Yan Zhen is shy. He’s only comfortable around me.”
Yan Zhen felt awkward, wondering if Instructor Yu Xuan was exaggerating, but he nodded along.
“Don’t lie to me!” Dean Yu Qing didn’t believe her at all. “With his sharp tongue, he’s shy? He’s probably more afraid of dying!”
Yan Zhen immediately replied, “I am afraid of dying.”
Instructor Yu Xuan chimed in, “He… he admitted it.”
Dean Yu Qing: “…”
Shui Bailan: “…”
“Forget it. You’re not a member of the Yu family yet, so do whatever you want.” Dean Yu Qing gave up. “You can leave. Xuan’er, stay.”
Yan Zhen immediately became wary. “Are you going to punish Instructor Yu Xuan?”
“There are national laws and family rules.” Dean Yu Qing said indifferently, “Xuan’er violated the family rules and must be punished.”
Yan Zhen frowned, his expression darkening. “What kind of punishment?”
“Don’t worry, she hasn’t… lost her virginity. The punishment won’t be severe…” Shui Bailan seemed to be trying to appease him. “You should leave now.”
Instructor Yu Xuan, already prepared mentally, said softly, “Go ahead, Yan Zhen. I’ll come find you later.”
Yan Zhen clearly didn’t want to leave. He shook his head. “No, I can’t just watch you get punished. If you’re punished, then punish me too. Or we can leave this place together.”
Instructor Yu Xuan’s heart warmed. She patted Yan Zhen’s head. “Be obedient. I’ll be fine. It’s just a whipping at most.”
“Not even a single lash!” Yan Zhen said stubbornly. “Instructor didn’t do anything wrong. It’s ridiculous that a grown woman in her twenties can’t even fall in love without her family interfering!”
Yan Zhen glared at Dean Yu Qing and Shui Bailan.
Instructor Yu Xuan had a bad feeling.
“Yan Zhen, don’t say that…”
“Brat, who are you calling ridiculous?!” Dean Yu Qing was instantly enraged. “Don’t think I won’t lay a hand on you. If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll spank you so hard your butt will swell!”
“That’s what I’m saying!” Yan Zhen had been wanting to say this for a long time. “What kind of stupid rule is it that the heir can’t fall in love? You don’t want her to give her heart away, yet you want to recruit a talented husband who’s willing to join the Yu family? That’s absurd… How many husbands have truly stayed with the Yu family throughout history? Most of them were probably social climbers or ambitious men who only saw the Yu family as a stepping stone, even trying to take over the family. Why don’t you ever learn your lesson and keep following this stupid rule? Times have changed. Free love is the norm now, understand? I bet you two haven’t even been in love before.”
The last sentence was a critical hit. The two elders’ faces darkened, especially Dean Yu Qing, whose fists clenched, Mystic Power surging around her.
“Y-you dare say that again!”
“Isn’t once enough? I’m too lazy to repeat myself.” Yan Zhen curled his lip. “I’m leaving with Instructor Yu Xuan today, and no one can stop me!”
“You’re asking for a beating!”
Dean Yu Qing vanished instantly, her fist aimed at Yan Zhen’s face. Although she didn’t use much force, it was enough to break his nose.
A Mystic Ancestor’s speed was incredible. Even with his Manifest Realm Spiritual Power, Yan Zhen barely reacted. Almost instinctively, he activated the Star Shifting Fire Seal, transporting himself and Instructor Yu Xuan into the crystal space. He left her there and then reappeared.
Dean Yu Qing’s fist passed right through Yan Zhen, hitting nothing but air. The force of her punch struck the wall, activating the defensive runes.
Dean Yu Qing’s eyes widened, even more shocked than when she saw Yan Zhen summon the gray Extreme Flame, because she clearly sensed spatial fluctuations!
Spatial power was exclusive to Mystic Venerables. Although Mystic Ancestors could utilize some spatial power, hers was limited to creating spatial barriers or restraints. Such swift and effortless travel between spaces, even an average Mystic Venerable wouldn’t be so skilled.
Refusing to believe it, she abruptly stopped, turned around, and attacked again, her fist transforming into a hand blade aimed at the back of Yan Zhen’s neck. She carefully controlled her strength, just enough to incapacitate a Mystic Master.
And once again, her attack passed right through him.
Yan Zhen’s “afterimage” slowly dissipated, leaving only a shimmer of starlight, then he reappeared elsewhere.
Shui Bailan was stunned, not expecting Yan Zhen to evade Dean Yu Qing’s attacks twice, in such a bizarre manner. And where was her niece?
Dean Yu Qing, however, immediately understood. “You have a spatial treasure?”
Yan Zhen didn’t answer. Surging Mystic Power formed a fiery armor around him, and behind him, faint outlines of an evil dragon, a crimson valkyrie, and a gold and silver greatsword appeared.
At the same time, Yan Zhen held gray flames in one hand and crimson flames in the other, both hands forming claws, palms facing each other. A third flame, gold and silver, ignited between them.
A terrifying energy rapidly condensed, the surrounding Mystic Qi churning violently. Debris swirled around Yu Heaven Pavilion, and even the rain curtain faltered.
The overwhelming pressure caused Dean Yu Qing and Head Instructor Shui Bailan’s expressions to change drastically. Nearby instructors and deacons also looked over, alarmed.
Feeling his energy rapidly depleting, Yan Zhen said coldly, “Don’t force my hand. Otherwise, none of us will have a good time.”
Dean Yu Qing’s expression flickered, seemingly intimidated.
Shui Bailan quickly said, “Stop, Yan Zhen! Let’s talk this over!”
Yan Zhen stopped compressing the three Extreme Flames but maintained the small energy ball in his hands, snorting. “The Dean attacked first… You think I’m easy to bully just because I’m a Mystic Master? Bring it on. Let’s see who’s afraid of whom.”
Dean Yu Qing was indignant. She put one hand on her hip and pointed at Yan Zhen with the other. “Bring it on! Whoever backs down is a dog!”
Tsk! Yan Zhen continued compressing the Extreme Flames, the small energy ball growing larger.
“Fine, then I’ll raze this Yu Heaven Pavilion to the ground!”
Dean Yu Qing was furious. “You dare!”
Yan Zhen was fearless. “Try me!”
They glared at each other, like a cat and a dog facing off.
Shui Bailan rubbed her temples, exasperated. “Yu Qing, stop arguing with a child—and you, Yan Zhen, put that dangerous thing away!”
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