"You're despicable!"
Yvette Locke's face flickered between green and pale.
She'd really tasted the power of that formation.
It was something totally invisible—you couldn't see a thing.
When Yvette Locke climbed the mountain earlier, she only felt some invisible pressure hanging around.
So as she moved up, her inner force kept leaking out.
Her inner force burned away, fighting off the outside assault at full speed.
Yvette couldn't see any enemy, so she just barreled forward, shouting for Grandmaster Victor Zhou to show himself as she climbed.
But she didn't see Aiden Zhou waiting until she got halfway up the mountain.
Then they had another fight.
Yvette Locke lost that round.
She realized that fighting here, Aiden Zhou was way stronger than before.
And every bit of inner force Yvette lost made Aiden even stronger.
Her loss was his gain.
So Yvette Locke lost.
She lost without even knowing why.
"This is real strength—how could you call it despicable?"
Aiden Zhou grinned, pinching Yvette's face. "This formation drains your inner force and turns it into mine."
So you get weaker, and I get stronger.
Even when Master Lin from Seacrest shows up, it'll be the same story.
He can never beat someone who keeps draining his power. Forget about challenging my master.
That's just his fate.
When the time comes, I'll make you watch him kneel and beg, then watch him die right in front of me.
Aiden Zhou said, full of smug satisfaction.
He saw Yvette Locke's face shift again and again, and burst out laughing.
Arrogant and overbearing.
As he spoke...
Aiden Zhou spotted Lucy Bai walking over from the other side.
Seeing Lucy Bai, Aiden's eyes instantly lit up.
He let go of Yvette's face and quickly walked toward Lucy Bai, grinning from ear to ear.
"Lucy, you finally made it! It's been ages since we last met—I missed you like crazy."
Aiden Zhou flashed what he thought was a charming smile.
To outsiders, Aiden Zhou's status as Grandmaster Victor Zhou's top disciple seemed unreachable—like he was above all women.
But all these years, Aiden Zhou never stopped trying to impress Lucy Bai.
Lucy Bai was insanely talented—even Grandmaster Victor Zhou said so. And her looks? Way more stunning and coldly beautiful than any ordinary girl.
But to Lucy, all of Aiden's efforts were just a joke.
Hope you’ve been well.
Lucy glanced at him, nodded, then looked over at Yvette Locke.
Yvette looked furious, but tied up like that, she was completely powerless.
Yeah, it’s been a while.
Aiden Zhou grinned. "Just in time for a good show—Lucy, you’re invited to watch!"
In the mainland, the famous Master Lin from Seacrest is coming to Coldspire Peak today. When he arrives, I’ll personally take him down for my master.
As he spoke, Aiden Zhou's eyes were full of admiration for Lucy.
Lucy looked at him, about to speak.
Nearby, a man in black sat on a treetop, watching them. His tone was icy: "Long time no see, Aiden. Your mouth just keeps getting bigger."
You couldn’t even handle Master Lin’s disciple—you ended up bald! Now you’re using the formation to bully a girl, and you want to use it again against Master Lin?
Only you could talk about such shameful stuff like it’s something glorious.
Hearing the man in black, Aiden’s face changed, his expression darkened, and he looked at the man with obvious fear.
You Han, you haven’t fought Master Lin head-on, so you don’t know how powerful he is.
Even the woman tied up over there is already at the Pointing-to-Mystery Realm!
Aiden Zhou was about to say something.
But You Han’s figure flickered, and in the next second he walked right past Aiden.
The fierce killing aura made Aiden’s whole body go cold.
He instantly felt like he was standing on the edge of death—You Han could kill him at any moment.
No matter how strong a Pointing-to-Mystery expert is, before my spell arts, they’re just dogs.
You Han spoke coldly: "If I call you trash, you’re trash. Don’t argue."
As for Master Lin from Seacrest, he’s just a slightly higher-grade piece of trash.
But even high-grade trash is still trash in front of me.
He snorted coldly.
Bang!
Aiden Zhou was sent flying.
Yvette Locke’s eyes widened—she couldn’t even see how You Han made his move.
It wasn’t inner force—it was an instant spell!
You!
Aiden Zhou crashed to the ground in total disgrace.
He clenched his teeth, staring hard at You Han.
Today’s the day for the three grandmasters’ Dao-discussion—your masters haven’t fought yet, but you two are already throwing punches?
Lucy Bai watched the scene, unfazed. Her tone was calm: "If you wanna fight, make it a death match."
Let’s see who drops first—should I clap for you?
She spoke.
The tension was sky-high.
The elder behind her changed expressions several times, then stepped forward, smiling to smooth things over.
No need for this, everyone.
Whether it’s Grandmaster Victor Zhou, the Patriarch, or Grandmaster You, the rules for today’s Dao-discussion are set. Everyone should sit and chat first.
Fight after you finish talking—it’s not too late.
The three grandmasters aren’t here yet—if anyone gets killed or hurt now, that’s not good.
The elder spoke, trying to calm things down, but his words still felt weird.
Lucy, after today’s Dao-discussion, come travel the world with me.
You Han declared bluntly.
He didn’t plan to let Lucy Bai refuse.
He glanced at the battered Aiden Zhou and said coolly, "As for you…"
If I call you trash, you’d better act like trash.
As for that so-called Master Lin from Seacrest—when he shows up, I’ll show you what real power is.
In my eyes, he’s a dog; in yours, he’s a master.
What a joke!
When did Grandmaster Victor Zhou ever have such a useless bald disciple?
You Han was full of scorn.