Wait a minute, where is my master?

Lan Junyan was fully prepared, watching how the nameless little Taoist would respond.

The next second, to her astonishment, she saw the five swiftly spinning pillars of fire seemed to be drawn by something, instantly converging towards the center.

In the blink of an eye, the five pillars of fire disappeared.

In their place, within Jin Xu's left palm, there was now a small rabbit condensed from flames.

Her own "Heavenly Fire" was just broken by him like that? Isn't he a Body Cultivator? How is he different from what I had imagined?

Confusion flooded Mr. Lan's mind at this moment.

Jin Xu, on the other hand, was looking at the small fiery rabbit in his palm, and with a thought, the rabbit shivered and transformed into a fiery red carp.

"Tsk, this Fire Attribute Spiritual Power is so much weaker in comparison to the Golden Spiritual Power in my body," the little Taoist muttered to himself.

If the Golden Spiritual Power in his body felt like a vast ocean, then the Fire Attribute Spiritual Power in those five pillars he had just condensed felt like a solitary drop of water clinging to a tile on the eaves after a heavy rain, before the weather had completely cleared up.

The disparity was indeed significant.

Having assessed the strength of this Spiritual Power, Jin Xu casually tossed the flame-condensed carp back at Lan Junyan.

"Young Taoist, Mr. Lan may have a bit of a temper, but she's not a bad person. Please show mercy and spare her life," Mr. Song's plea came through.

He was genuinely afraid that the young Taoist would burst Lan Junyan like smashing a watermelon with a punch.

"...It seems like she was the one who struck first. But rest assured, I'll try my best not to kill her," Jin Xu communicated to reassure him, immediately taking steps towards Mr. Lan.

Song Xili stared at his swollen cheek, standing still as he watched the little Taoist step forward, too stunned to react for a moment.

What does he mean by 'try his best not to kill'?

And Mr. Lan, did she forget the principal's command just a few months ago?

Back then, the principal had repeatedly emphasized to the disciples that when they encountered Taoists in the Cultivation World, they must be polite!

Mr. Song was truly worried inside. If Lan Junyan really fell to Jin Xu's fist, it would be the start of a conflict between Qingmu Academy and the young Taoist.

With this in mind, he took out the Communication Jade Token and sent a message to Qingyun.

"Principal, Mr. Lan is about to be killed, urgent, come quickly. ——Song Xili."

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The fiery carp that Jin Xu had just casually thrown back was easily caught by Lan Junyan. After all, it was her own Spiritual Power that she had released, so catching it herself shouldn't be a problem.

"This person's cultivation seems to be higher than I had expected, and he is not purely a Body Cultivator, it seems. I will need to bring out my real skills to deal with him," thought Lan Junyan, the foremost among the masters of Qingmu Academy, still feeling she had the upper hand.

She reached into her storage ring and pulled out a brush as thick as a baby's arm, using Fire Attribute Spiritual Power as ink. With graceful and powerful strokes, she sketched the characters for "trap" and "ensnare" in the air.

"Go!" She exclaimed softly, and with a flick of her brush, the two characters flew out.

As the "trap" character flew out from the void, it turned into six transparent chains with Confucian scriptures flowing within them, aiming to bind Jin Xu's limbs and head.

The "ensnare" character transformed into a formidable ancient general standing about ten meters tall, clad in heavy armor and wielding a long spear.

As soon as this figure appeared, a thick aura of a bloody battlefield spread throughout the courtyard.

...

This magic had caused a stir, and Cultivators from all over Qingmu City sensed it, turning their heads in the direction of the Food God Courtyard. Those with slightly higher cultivations were already stealthily extending their Spiritual Sense to observe what exactly was happening here.

At the same time, the City Lord of Qingmu City also flew out from the City Lord Mansion, with furrowed brows looking in the direction of the courtyard.

In an alleyway of Qingmu City.

Mei Shouyi and Mr. Zhu, who had fled to this place with their faces covered, were also taken aback by this aura.

"Just a gesture of courtesy to Mr. Song Xili, and Fairy Lan has already used a magic like 'Divine Stroke Penmanship'?"

"Something's not right, definitely trouble brewing, let's hurry over and take a look, Boss Song better not be beaten to death by her!"

The two of them hastily changed the color of their Confucian robes with magic in the alley, to avoid being recognized, and then hurried toward the Food God's courtyard.

...

"This chain is indeed stronger than the fire column from before, but its strength is still limited."

The True Word Chains of the Confucian classics that should have been binding the limbs and head of the little Taoist were now being held tightly in his hands as he looked down and examined them.

Lan Junyan was desperately channeling her Spiritual Power not far away, trying to snatch back the chains from Jin Xu's grasp.

The transparent chains, with the Confucian scriptures within, were indeed lighting up under her control of Spiritual Power, but the chains themselves still wouldn't budge.

Mr. Lan, seeing the True Word Chains escaping her control, a flicker of unease in her eyes, then turned to give the three-meter-tall spear-wielding general the command to attack.

"Ah!!!"

A wild roar erupted from the general as he swung his long spear stained with patches of blood, stepped forward, and hurled it down upon the "little insect" below him.

The spear shaft, mixed with the murderous aura of the battlefield and a heavy scent of blood, descended rapidly and reached the top of Jin Xu's head in the blink of an eye.

"Thump!"

A loud noise, accompanied by a blast of air, surged in all directions.

Mr. Song Xili, not far behind the little Taoist, was staggered by the blast and tumbled over, sliding several meters away.

The walls of the Food God's courtyard were shaken down yet again.

And Jin Xu, without a scratch on him.

The spear shaft was caught by his other hand, and even while catching it, he was still looking down at the True Word Chains in his hands.

It was like an adult catching a plastic toy rod played by a child.

The armored general was stunned, his already limited spiritual intelligence unable to comprehend such a complex situation, wondering how this seemingly weak "little insect" could catch his mighty strike?

"Tsk, there's quite a variety of tricks."

Jin Xu applied a slight force with his palm.

With a crack, the chains adorned with Confucian scriptures shattered in response to his touch.

Then he used the Fire Condensing Skill to form six similar chains of flame in the palm that caught the spear.

The chains of flame wrapped around the spear shaft, spreading quickly over the general's body, binding him tightly.

"Ah!"

The feeling of being immobilized and unable to move caused the ancient general to let out an unintelligible roar, struggling desperately against his bonds.

Then...

The chains of flame on his body suddenly flared up greatly, and the ancient general summoned forth returned instantly to the earth and sky.

Jin Xu, standing on the ground with a slight smile at this outcome, withdrew the chains formed through Fire Condensing Skill, and continued to walk, with firm and steady steps, towards Lan Junyan.

Mr. Lan, holding the writing brush, had become completely stunned by now.

The "Trap" and "General" characters she had been painstakingly mastering in the 'Divine Stroke Penmanship' were so easily broken by this unknown little Taoist?

And what was with that terrifying fluctuation of Fire Attribute Spiritual Power just now!

By the time Lan Junyan regained her senses, Jin Xu was already approaching her.

"Should I have just compensated him with ten thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones just now?"

This thought suddenly popped into Mr. Lan's mind as she put away her writing brush and pulled out the copper mirror engraved with the Empty Valley Orchid pattern.

This object was a protective treasure she received during her initiation.

It's said that when pushed to the limit, it can match a full-force strike from a cultivator in the Mahayana Realm.