Chapter 546: Survivors of Jingyu's World
Wen Quan ran with swift strides, dashing to the location his sister had mentioned over the phone.
Wen Quan burst into the nightclub, kicking the door open with one foot.
“Sister!”
Wen Quan’s sister had tears glistening in her eyes, seeing Wen Quan as if he were a savior.
Wen Quan’s sister was named Wen Qing’er, a D-list minor celebrity whose looks were even more beautiful than those of major stars.
The young master of the Zhang Corporation had taken a liking to Wen Qing’er and, through the director, forced her to drink with him.
Wen Qing’er thought it would be as simple as just drinking, and the director promised to give her more screen time later, so she agreed.
She didn’t expect that after drinking, the young master would get handsy with her and even try to force himself on her.
In a panic, Wen Qing’er called her brother, asking him to come save her.
She thought her brother would call the police, but instead, he came alone.
The young master sneered from the side, enjoying the siblings’ reunion.
The young master could have forced himself on Wen Qing’er earlier, but he preferred doing it in front of her family members.
He had seen too many scenes where relatives were grief-stricken yet helpless, but he never tired of it.
“So you’re Wen Quan? Qing’er’s only relative?” The young master spoke unhurriedly, not taking Wen Quan seriously at all.
Anger? So what if he was angry? In the face of absolute power, everything was meaningless.
“Don’t you dare call her that!” Wen Quan roared, his hair standing on end. The young master waved impatiently, signaling his bodyguards to restrain Wen Quan.
Unexpectedly, Wen Quan possessed immense strength, and even the bodyguard who was a martial arts champion couldn’t hold him down.
Wen Quan swung his fist, aiming for the young master—this punch was powerful enough to kill an ox!
The young master widened his eyes, somewhat incredulous: “So you’re a cultivator too?”
The young master calmly caught the punch and kicked him flying: “What a shame, I’m at the peak of Qi Refining.”
“Considering you’re a cultivator, after I’m done with your sister, I’ll find you a job. How about being my bodyguard? Hahahaha.” The young master laughed arrogantly.
From that one exchange, the young master knew Wen Quan’s level—merely at the fourth layer of Qi Refining. In the eyes of someone at the peak of Qi Refining like him, Wen Quan couldn’t make waves.
“Matrix Shattering Fist!” Wen Quan roared, swinging his fist—this was his most powerful move.
Yet it was still useless; the gap in cultivation realms was too vast. The young master toyed with him like a cat with a mouse, holding back his strength to keep Wen Quan in a state where he wouldn’t lose consciousness.
Wen Quan was beaten black and blue, but he felt no pain. He had gone mad; today, even if it cost him his life, he would kill this beast!
At first, the young master mockingly parried Wen Quan’s attacks, but soon he couldn’t laugh anymore.
Wen Quan’s strength was rapidly increasing, each punch heavier than the last, as if an immense power was surging from within him.
“Can’t keep playing around. Collapsing Fist!” The young master’s killing intent gradually rose; he needed to finish off Wen Quan. This person was a hidden danger and couldn’t be left alive.
Wen Quan was beaten until he spat blood, but his frenzy didn’t diminish in the slightest.
“Not enough, this isn’t enough! Give me power! Don’t worry about my body, give me power!” Wen Quan roared, not knowing who he was speaking to.
As his words fell, a pure, refined power surged from Wen Quan’s body, instantly surpassing the young master and reaching the Foundation Establishment stage.
His skin turned crimson, like a balloon filled to bursting, ready to explode at any moment—this was a sign of extreme blood congestion.
Power came at a cost.
“Matrix Shattering Fist!” Wen Quan bellowed with endless rage, smashing his fist toward the young master.
The young master had never seen such a situation before; terrified and at a loss, Wen Quan punched him, sending him reeling.
Wen Quan threw punch after punch, beating the young master until he vomited blood incessantly, his internal organs displaced, and countless bones fractured throughout his body. With both legs broken, the young master knelt on the ground.
“Don’t kill me, don’t kill me… I can give you money, lots of money.” The young master felt a chill of fear and quickly kowtowed, begging for mercy. He could tell Wen Quan truly intended to kill him.
“Keep your money for the King of Hell!”
Wen Quan clasped both fists together and hammered down forcefully toward the young master’s head.
Just then, an unexpected event occurred. A circle of white mist emerged from the young master’s body, gradually condensing into a human form.
The human-shaped white mist formed a hand seal, immobilizing Wen Quan’s body. No matter how furious Wen Quan was, he couldn’t move, unable to deliver that fatal punch.
So close, just a little bit more!
“Quite interesting. What secret technique did you use to temporarily boost a major realm and defeat my disciple?”
The young master seemed to have found his savior, wailing loudly: “Master, you must avenge me.”
“Don’t worry, he won’t escape.” The Myriad Cries Real Person remained calm; his appearance meant the situation was settled, everything under his control.
Seeing Wen Quan trying to break free from the immobilization seal, he arrogantly said: “Don’t struggle pointlessly. I, the Myriad Cries Real Person, am at the Spirit Transformation stage. Although only my soul remains, the spells I cast cannot be broken by a junior like you.”
The Myriad Cries Real Person laughed: “Your soul seems unusually strong. Perfect—I’ll devour you to strengthen my own soul.”
As he spoke, the Myriad Cries Real Person reached out, covering the top of Wen Quan’s head, intending to extract his soul.
“Heh, a mere Spirit Transformation stage, and you dare show off in front of me?” A soul also rose from within Wen Quan’s body, looking sideways at the Myriad Cries Real Person.
With just one glance, it made the Myriad Cries Real Person feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
This unremarkable junior actually had a Tribulation Transcendence Stage soul inside him!
“The leader of the righteous path, Radiant Enlightenment Daoist!”
Everything made sense now. It wasn’t that this junior had anything special; rather, Radiant Enlightenment Daoist had lent a trace of his power to him earlier.
“Myriad Cries, I never thought that even as a mere soul, you would still engage in such vile acts of bullying men and women. What do you have to say for yourself?”
“W-wait, Radiant Enlightenment Daoist, considering we are both surviving cultivators from the Jingyu World, spare me this time. I promise I won’t offend again.”
“Are those your last words?”
Radiant Enlightenment Daoist remained unmoved, extending a large hand and employing Tribulation Transcendence Stage methods to directly refine the Myriad Cries Real Person and the young master, turning the young master’s bodyguards into idiots.
“I never expected such scum to exist in every world.” Radiant Enlightenment Daoist frowned.
“Sister, are you okay?” Wen Quan hurried forward to check on his sister.
Wen Qing’er was still shaken, not by the young master’s actions, but by this series of completely bewildering changes.
Why was the young master haunted, and why was her brother haunted too?
“Cough, cough.” Wen Quan coughed up blood. After losing Radiant Enlightenment Daoist’s power boost, his body returned to normal, no longer crimson-skinned. The ensuing side effects brought him immense pain.
It felt as if every bone in his body had been shattered and then reassembled, surpassing the normal human limit for enduring pain.
“I told you long ago that using my power now is still too early for you.” Radiant Enlightenment Daoist shook his head, disapproving of Wen Quan’s actions.
Wen Quan’s limbs were weak, and he collapsed limply into his sister’s arms. Even moving slightly caused excruciating pain. Bearing the pain, he smiled bitterly: “Master, I know I was wrong. Can you find a way to reduce these side effects?”
Radiant Enlightenment Daoist glared: “Serves you right for not listening. Endure it.”
Wen Qing’er couldn’t understand what was happening: “Who exactly are you? Does Wen Quan suddenly becoming so powerful have something to do with you?”
Wen Quan said: “I originally didn’t want to worry you, sister. Who could have expected something like this to happen? Now it seems I can’t keep it from you anymore.”
“Perfect timing, I’m interested too. Why not explain it to me as well?” Jiang Li entered the room, looking at Radiant Enlightenment Daoist and Wen Quan with great interest.