"This is completely out of line! Utterly out of line! How dare you hit me!"
It took a long moment for Lin Chuhong to react.
She stared at Yun'Er, her charming, peach-blossom eyes filled with hatred.
SLAP!
But Yun'Er didn't waste a single word on her. All she gave her was another slap.
Instantly, her once-pretty face was swollen from the blow.
"Wuwu... Lü Tianfeng, are you dead?! This damn vixen..."
Before she could finish her sentence,
SLAP!
Another one.
It landed right on Lin Chuhong's face.
"How dare you call me a vixen! You have a death wish!"
Yun'Er had actually been wanting to strike for a while.
She had only held back because she didn't want to show such an aggressive side in front of Yang Xiao.
But this bitch.
She had insulted her again and again. Plus, with Yang Xiao's permission, Yun'Er was naturally going to let loose.
Meanwhile, Lü Tianfeng, who was standing to the side, also snapped out of his daze.
"Stop it!"
As a disciple ranked in the top ten of the Outer Sect, he was considered among the absolute cream of the crop of Outer Disciples. In a real comparison, he probably wasn't any weaker than an ordinary Inner Sect Disciple.
Facing these two "new" disciples, he naturally felt quite confident.
With an angry roar, he lunged at Yun'Er.
He showed no mercy, his attack exceptionally vicious as he clawed toward Yun'Er's chest.
The wind from his fingertips whistled sharply through the air.
It was a truly ruthless move.
"Pervert!"
Yun'Er's expression changed instantly.
With a flick of her hand, she delivered another slap.
SLAP!
A crisp sound echoed.
This time, however, the slap sent Lü Tianfeng flying.
It knocked the guy senseless.
Not only him, but even Lin Chuhong was stunned.
She had never, ever imagined that this would be the result of Lü Tianfeng making a move.
She had been looking forward to seeing this vixen get her face slapped, or even the tragic sight of her face being cut and scarred, but now...
But she didn't despair.
Instead, her expression grew even more sinister. "You have some nerve! Not only did you hit me, but you hit Tianfeng too! I'll definitely have my cousin deal with you and kill you both. You—you're dead meat!"
Hearing those venomous words, thick with resentment, Yun'Er's first instinct was to kill her.
But Yang Xiao stopped her.
"Let her go get her backup. I'd like to see just how this backer of hers is going to kill us!"
Hearing Yang Xiao's words, Yun'Er knew her young master was experiencing True Fury.
A wave of sweetness instantly washed over her heart.
After all, her young master was this angry on her behalf.
"Fine! Such audacity! Tianfeng, you watch them. Don't let them run. I'm going to the Inner Sect to find my cousin!"
After speaking, Lin Chuhong ran off like the wind.
Lü Tianfeng had only just managed to recover his wits.
A vague sense of unease was already creeping into his heart.
'These two probably aren't new disciples. The reason I don't recognize them must be because they're from the Inner Sect.'
'But they're so young. If they're really from the Inner Sect, they'd definitely be top-tier, famous figures. How could I, Lü Tianfeng, have never seen them before?'
Lü Tianfeng found it strange.
Neither Yang Xiao nor Yun'Er looked older than him.
If people like them were already Inner Sect Disciples, they would be famous throughout the entire Purple Sun Sect. But based on Lü Tianfeng's knowledge of the famous figures in the Inner Sect, he couldn't place them.
This was also why he had dared to be so arrogant before; he didn't think that these two, who were younger than him, could possibly be stronger than him or be Inner Sect Disciples.
But now, having witnessed Yun'Er's strength that left him completely powerless to fight back...
Lü Tianfeng's perspective changed.
Coupled with Yang Xiao's calm demeanor as he let Lin Chuhong leave,
his heart sank.
But when he thought of Lin Chuhong's cousin, that Inner Core Disciple, Lü Tianfeng felt relieved again.
'These two may look powerful, but Cousin Zhou Hao isn't just an Inner Core Disciple with a cultivation at the Martial Master Peak. I've also heard he's on very good terms with a certain True Disciple surnamed Lu. Once he steps in, he can handle it, even if these two are the children or relatives of an Elder.'
Thinking this, Lü Tianfeng breathed a sigh of relief.
However, he no longer dared to stare at Yun'Er as he had before.
As for his thoughts,
Yang Xiao didn't pay them much mind.
He didn't waste any time, instead beginning to browse the miscellaneous books around them.
These books, though called miscellaneous,
were still sorted by category.
There were biographies of famous figures, insights on Martial Arts left by predecessors, detailed explanations of Cultivation Techniques and their stances, gazetteers of strange and wonderful things covering everything from astronomy to geography, and even the Celestial Clouds History, which chronicled ten thousand years of the entire Celestial Cloud Region.
As for Yang Xiao, what interested him most were, naturally, the gazetteers and the Celestial Clouds History.
They contained what he was looking for.
As for the biographies, Martial Arts insights, and Cultivation Technique explanations,
Yang Xiao truly looked down on them.
The headache, however, was that the gazetteers and the Celestial Clouds History were also the most numerous, most varied, and thickest volumes. The Celestial Cloud Comprehensive History alone filled three entire bookshelves.
Several thousand volumes.
If an ordinary person were to try and read them all, it would probably take years to finish.
But Yang Xiao was no ordinary person.
With a Spiritual Level at the Peak of Observation Micro Middle Stage, he could scan the entire contents of a bookshelf into his mind with a single sweep.
He would close his eyes, take a few minutes to process it all,
and instantly gain a general understanding of the contents.
At the very least, he would know if what he wanted was there.
If it was, Yang Xiao would pull out the relevant book and examine it closely.
If not, Yang Xiao would move to another bookshelf and continue to scan with his Spiritual Power.
Even so, going through them one by one would still take a considerable amount of time.
But Yang Xiao had plenty of patience.
As for Yun'Er,
she was completely focused on waiting for Lin Chuhong to bring people back.
During this time, quite a few Outer Disciples came and went. They would come up to greet Lü Tianfeng, but upon seeing the Palm Seal on his face, they couldn't help but stop and stare.
They ended up staying.
And with Yun'Er there,
she was like a beautiful scenic spot.
Naturally, more and more of these Outer Disciples gathered around.
This made Lü Tianfeng extremely embarrassed.
Yet he didn't dare to leave on his own.
...
「Meanwhile, in the Inner Sect.」
Zhou Hao was walking deferentially behind a man and a woman.
As one of the top three new Core Disciples, Zhou Hao's recent days could be considered quite glorious.
However, behind this man and woman, he appeared extremely humble.
Especially the man. Dressed in white robes, he had an ethereal, otherworldly air that inspired awe in Zhou Hao, who didn't dare show the slightest disrespect. Facing him was like facing his own master.
"Junior Brother Zhou, you were present at the Inner Sect Grand Competition that day. Tell me, what kind of person is that Yang Xiao?"
Suddenly, the white-robed man asked.
Zhou Hao was taken aback, but then he smiled and said, "Yang Xiao is only sixteen, but he possesses monstrous strength. I heard from my master that what he displays is purely Physical Strength. His true cultivation, on the other hand, has only just entered the Innate Realm. He might be able to win the Junior Sect Leader Position among the True Disciples for now, but in a few years, I'm afraid he'll just fade into obscurity."
"Fade into obscurity?"
The white-robed man laughed, pointing at Zhou Hao as he chided, "You've got some nerve to say that. He is the Junior Sect Leader of our Purple Sun Sect, after all."
"Yes, yes, my apologies. I misspoke."
Zhou Hao hurriedly apologized.
But based on his understanding of this person, he knew that his words were exactly what the white-robed man wanted to hear.
Otherwise, his reaction would have been different.
The pretty, red-robed woman beside them, however, seemed to have other thoughts as her limpid eyes flashed.
"Cousin Hao, Cousin Hao, someone's bullying me!"
Just then, a shrill voice called out from a distance.
Zhou Hao turned to look, and his expression changed.
'What's that girl doing here?'