Some of the weaker women nearby, seeing the raging energy storm, immediately retreated, while the two who had come with the middle-aged woman covered themselves in Stellar Power to resist the force.
After Evan Chu unleashed his punch, he used the recoil to quickly fly backward, while the middle-aged woman took the full brunt of the fist force, was sent flying dozens of meters, and only landed after spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Her face grew even paler; that punch had injured her internal organs and left her basically unable to fight any further.
Right now, Evan Chu has the strength to kill even Ninth-Layer Divine Martial experts. Against someone at Sixth-Layer Divine Martial, she stood no chance. He’d even spared her life on purpose—if he’d infused his fist with ice and fire elements, she’d be dead for sure.
Enduring her injuries, the middle-aged woman stared at Evan Chu in shock and asked, "Who exactly are you? How do you have such terrifying power?"
Only now did she realize this young man was anything but ordinary. She’d truly disgraced herself this time.
"I was just transmitted here from the Monster Beast Forest. I have no intention of making an enemy of Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion, but you kept pushing me. This was just a lesson—if you really piss me off, I won’t mind killing you." Evan Chu said coldly, his tone fierce and intimidating.
The other two women exchanged glances, then one said, "It doesn’t matter who you are—since you’ve injured one of our outer guardians, you’re now an enemy of Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion. Today you’ll pay for what you’ve done."
Evan Chu’s anger flared—he’d been patient the whole time, but they refused to appreciate it and even demanded he pay the price. Looks like he really would have to get ruthless today.
A kingly, world-crushing aura erupted from him—the pressure of Tyrant Cleave, the first form of the Frostbane Sword’s supreme sword art. Evan Chu’s fury instantly triggered it, and the overwhelming momentum made the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion women around him turn pale.
Some of the weaker ones couldn’t even stand, feeling as if a mountain was pressing on their chests—breathing became a struggle.
Just then, a bell-like voice rang out from the sky: "What a powerful aura! I never expected anyone would dare act so arrogantly in Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion. Truly eye-opening."
A young woman, looking to be about twenty, descended from the air. Her beauty was striking—enough to please anyone at first glance.
All the women bowed deeply upon seeing her, calling out, "Greetings, Grand Elder!"
The woman waved her hand and said, "What’s going on here? How did a man end up in Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion, and why is there fighting?"
Evan Chu glanced at the young woman and was startled—someone so young was actually the Grand Elder of Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion? She must be a real powerhouse. Looks like today might turn into a true fight.
The gate warden girl who’d seen Evan Chu come out of the teleportation array recounted the whole story to the Grand Elder, but of course she exaggerated and twisted the facts, making Evan sound utterly unforgivable.
The more the Grand Elder listened, the angrier she got. The girl even painted Evan Chu as a lecher who’d tried to take advantage of her—adding fuel to the fire and making Evan furious as well.
"You actually dared to do such a thing to a disciple of Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion? Then don’t blame me for being merciless!" the Grand Elder declared.
"Hey, you’re the Grand Elder, right? Do you even have a brain? Can’t you see she’s making up lies to smear me? To be blunt, with her looks, she’s not even worthy to carry my shoes, let alone be someone I’d want. You should look in the mirror before accusing me. Seriously, I’m speechless." Evan Chu retorted.
To the girl, those words hurt worse than being killed—he’d called her completely worthless. Furious, she cried out, "Grand Elder, every word I said is true!
He tried to force himself on me when no one was around. Luckily I was quick-witted and fired the signal flare just as he grabbed me, or else he would’ve succeeded. Grand Elder, you have to stand up for your disciple!"
She even started crying—loud, broken sobs, looking utterly heartbroken.
Right now, Evan Chu felt like he’d had "yellow mud fall into his pants"—no matter what, it looked bad. With a shameless girl like this, he could only call himself unlucky. If there really weren’t any witnesses, he’d almost want to get revenge.
He fantasized about letting her experience the power of his Pure Yang Constitution and dying of Yin depletion—only then would his anger be eased.
"Enough, stop crying. I get it. Today I’ll kill this beast for you!" the Grand Elder said.
Evan Chu looked speechless at the girl, noticing there wasn’t a trace of real sadness on her face—her lips even curled into a smug smile, as if she was already savoring his death.
"Will you kill yourself, or do I have to do it for you? If I do it, your death will be miserable," the Grand Elder said, not taking Evan Chu seriously at all.
"Lin Feng, don’t underestimate this woman. She’s Ninth-Layer Divine Martial, and though she looks just over twenty, she’s actually at least fifty. Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion cultivates an Ever-Youth Art that keeps women looking under thirty—the stronger their realm, the younger their appearance," the Sword Spirit explained.
"Damn! She’s actually an old witch. Good thing I never had any interest in her—if something really happened, I’d be the one losing out," Evan Chu muttered, feeling a chill.
"You really need to be careful this time. If you slip up, you’ll end up being hunted—not just in Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion, but across the whole Azure Tide Ruins.
Everyone knows Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion is all women, and every one of them is beautiful. Among the Nine Great Sects, there’s a strict ban: no man can have improper intentions toward their disciples, or he’ll face harsh punishment. Now that you’ve been framed as a lecher, you can imagine the consequences," the Sword Spirit said.
Evan Chu felt like his chest was stuffed with rage—he wanted to kill that girl on the spot. If he really became a target hunted by everyone, how could he survive? He hated her venomous scheming even more.
"So you won’t kill yourself? Fine, I’ll help you out!" the Grand Elder said, then struck at Evan Chu with a powerful palm.
Evan Chu saw the space around him visibly ripple—the force of that palm was no joke. He quickly used Shifting Position to escape her attack range and said:
"Grand Elder, why do you insist on believing only her side of the story? This crime is too huge for me to bear. If a man dies, he should die for something worthwhile. To be killed by a petty villain’s frame-up—I won’t accept it."
The Grand Elder hadn’t expected Evan Chu’s speed—she was startled, then said, "I’ll give you one chance. If you can’t explain yourself clearly, you’ll have to leave your life here."