Chapter 253: Even I Cannot See Through Him
"In the future, if anyone sets their sights on the Dao Source Immortal Metal you possess, you may contact me at any time."
Li Xun tossed out a jade slip.
It landed before Lu Qingxian.
His words carried deep meaning—everyone present could tell who he was aiming them at. Instantly, many people cast subtle glances toward the Fourth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan.
As expected, the Fourth Prince's face darkened like iron. Beneath the table, his hands clenched tightly, murderous aura boiling around him. He was like a volcano on the verge of eruption, endless power roiling within, threatening to explode at any moment.
Fortunately, at the very last moment, he restrained himself.
"Today's matter, I will remember. As for the deaths of several of our Golden Crow princes, the Golden Crow Clan will not let this rest. And regarding the Dao Source Immortal Metal—I would like to see whether Brother Li Xun's strength alone can truly intimidate the entire world!"
The Fourth Prince rose slowly, his voice icy, his gaze sweeping over the hall. After a long breath, he clasped his hands slightly, his tone indifferent:
"Farewell."
With Li Xun here, it was impossible for him to move against Lu Qingxian any further.
Rather than humiliate himself, he might as well withdraw first.
As they watched the Golden Crow Clan's Fourth Prince depart, the crowd returned to themselves. Looking at Li Xun, then back at Lu Qingxian, they all understood his earlier words.
To say he could intimidate the entire world was impossible.
But to deter small-time opportunists—that much was certain. From this day forth, the number of enemies Lu Qingxian would face would be reduced countless times.
In other words, Li Xun had helped her safeguard the Dao Source Immortal Metal in her possession.
"Many thanks, Brother Li Xun…"
Lu Qingxian's expression was complicated as she spoke softly.
From the moment she entered the cultivation world, she had never encountered a cultivator so ready to help others, so just and selfless. After she had acquired the Dao Source Immortal Metal and ancient inheritances, such people were rarer still.
In the past, everyone around her carried ulterior motives—either coveting her beauty, or her inheritance.
Often, both.
But someone like Li Xun, who gave without demanding anything in return—such people were far too rare. She was truly fortunate to have met Brother Li Xun today.
Had he not been in Yuyang City, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
It was certain that the moment she displayed the Exquisite Pagoda at the auction, ninety-nine percent of those present would have turned against her. As for the remaining one percent, it wasn't because they bore no ill will, but simply because their strength was lacking.
Surrounded by such powerful enemies, with only her cultivation at the peak of the Divine Ability Realm, carving a bloodstained path of escape would have required a tremendous price—perhaps even her life.
But now, because of Brother Li Xun's few words, her situation has been completely reversed.
Instead of hostility, those present had actually begun to show her goodwill.
Was that because of her own merit?
Obviously not.
These were Holy Sons and Holy Maiden, or at the very least, core disciples of great Holy Lands. Their goodwill was not for her sake—it was because of Li Xun.
'Brother Li Xun has helped me so much. How could I possibly remain unmoved…?'
Lu Qingxian bit gently at her lip, inwardly calculating how she might properly repay Brother Li Xun's kindness.
After that, Ren Qingfeng, the Pavilion Master of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion in Yuyang City, had the servants arrange a banquet.
The atmosphere at the banquet was harmonious, cups raised and laughter shared, lively and warm.
Meanwhile, outside Yuyang City—
The Fourth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan appeared in midair with a group of followers. His gaze was icy, his hair whipping in the wind, all the fury in his chest erupting at once—like an ancient demon saint resurrected into the mortal world.
"Intolerable!"
He roared, hurling out a punch.
The radiance of his fist was vast, like a falling star descending from the heavens. It struck a distant mountain, shattering it into powder.
The shockwave rippled for a hundred miles around.
For a moment, boulders pierced the clouds, smoke and dust blanketed the sky—it was a terrifying sight.
He was the dignified Fourth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan. When had he ever endured such humiliation? Yet at the banquet earlier, before Li Xun, he hadn't even dared to breathe too loudly.
He had watched with his own eyes as an elder of his clan was casually slapped aside by Li Xun—yet he could not utter a word. He could not even spit out a threat.
Such unbearable suppression, pushed to the extreme, was enough to drive him mad.
Especially when he thought of his fallen brothers—the other Golden Crow princes. They were his blood kin, yet when faced with their killer, he couldn't avenge them. That made the torment even worse.
"Prince, please quell your anger," an elder of the Golden Crow Clan spoke softly from behind him.
"Quell my anger?"
The Fourth Prince let out a cold laugh, turning to glare at the elder. His voice was heavy:
"How am I to quell it? Li Xun treated me like this today, and I still cannot even raise the thought of striking back. Tell me—how can I possibly calm my rage?"
Unless one stood before Li Xun personally, it was impossible to comprehend the pressure he gave off.
Li Xun was already at the Divine Palace Realm. He himself was only at the Life and Death Realm. To dream of taking revenge with his own hands was sheer fantasy.
"Elder… tell me. If a Saint were to act—could he kill Li Xun?"
The Fourth Prince's voice was ice cold.
The name "Li Xun" had nearly become a heart demon to him. If he didn't slay Li Xun, not only could he never wash away today's humiliation, he wouldn't even be able to touch Lu Qingxian.
After all, Li Xun had personally declared that he would protect her.
The moment he moved against her, Li Xun would never stand idly by.
The most pressing task was to eliminate Li Xun. That was what mattered most.
"…It's hard to say."
The elder of the Golden Crow Clan slowly shook his head, his tone uncertain.
"Li Xun's strikes today were too brief. Even I could not discern his depths."
"His strength should still be in the early stage of the Divine Palace Realm… but somehow, it doesn't feel that way."
"To have reached this step at such a young age, it shows clearly—Li Xun has the potential to one day become an Emperor. To move against him now… even a Saint may not get what they want."
Saints were strong, yes.
But in the elder's eyes, if Li Xun truly wanted to flee, even a Saint might not be able to keep him.
Simply put, the Profound Sun Holy Son, Li Xun, had already risen.
To think of striking at him only now was already too late.
And beyond that, Li Xun had countless forces supporting him. To target him might be easy.
But if the attempt failed, how could they possibly bear his vengeance?
Even for a mighty clan like the Golden Crow… it might cost them dearly, wounding their very foundations.
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