Chapter 24: Jin Miao Peak Attacks!
On a night when the moon was dark and the winds howled, perfect for murder and arson, Shen Yan rode his immortal crane as usual, refining seawater to produce Profound Element Heavy Water. Each drop of this wondrous liquid weighed a thousand pounds, and now, within his dantian, he had accumulated a full ten drops. With such formidable power, Shen Yan could easily use Profound Element Heavy Water to crush any late-stage Qi Refining disciple from the inner sect.
He dismounted from the immortal crane, letting it forage and play as it pleased. Just then, his brow furrowed. He sensed several energies rapidly approaching from the distance.
“At last, we’ve found you!”
Three immortal cranes landed not far ahead, and on the foremost one, Sun Mingshuo of Jinmiao Peak fixed Shen Yan with a vicious grin.
“Sun Mingshuo of Jinmiao Peak? What are you planning?” Shen Yan asked coldly, his gaze unwavering. He had, of course, made it his business to learn about Yu Qing, who competed with Yang Yun. Before Yang Yun advanced to true disciple, there were only two true disciples on Jingyun Island: Yu Qing, and another who devoted himself to cultivation and cared nothing for worldly affairs. The elders who governed Jingyun Island were also secluded in cultivation. Thus, all authority on the island naturally fell to Yu Qing. Over the years, Yu Qing had used his status to amass resources, preparing for his own foundation establishment.
But now Yang Yun had risen unexpectedly and was granted her own Yunxiu Peak, making her a thorn in Yu Qing’s side. After suffering a setback at her hands, Yu Qing had been quiet for some time. It seemed he was still pondering how to deal with Yang Yun, but his disciples had turned their sights on Shen Yan himself.
“Hand over the crane’s jade token, boy!” With a sneer, Brother Liang moved behind Shen Yan, his body surrounded by magical energy, eyeing Shen Yan like a hungry tiger sizing up its prey.
“The immortal crane was bestowed by the peak master. Aren’t you afraid of repercussions?” Facing the three, Shen Yan remained unruffled, showing not the slightest sign of weakness. One must not always play the coward, for in time, the disguise becomes reality. Just as pretending to be a sheep forever makes one truly a sheep, ripe for slaughter. Only by showing one’s fangs at the right moment can one follow the proper path.
“Yang Yun is the master of Yunxiu Peak, but she is not the master of Jinmiao Peak,” Sun Mingshuo snorted coldly and instructed Brother Liang, “Don’t waste time