Chapter 1215: Golden Crow Monarch (2/2)

At this school, strength dictated seniority, not who joined the earliest.

Because of his const.i.tution, the Golden Crow Monarch couldn’t cultivate the Extreme Yang Physique, so his brother became stronger than him. Nevertheless, he was still a Prosperous Era Paragon, stronger than the Turtle Minister.

Many held their breaths when they saw a paragon wanting to take Li Qiye’s life. Everyone could guess that Li Qiye was also a Virtuous Paragon. Who was stronger between these two?

“I’m afraid the Golden Crow Monarch has the advantage.” Someone was more optimistic about the monarch: “After all, the Extreme Yang School is an Immortal Physique lineage that has stood strong for millions of years. Plus, he is a charming spirit; both his body and soul are innately superior from birth.”

Many people felt that this was a reasonable statement. The monarch had many treasures since he came from a big sect — this was an advantage that not just anyone could have.

“Clank!” A chain covered in a crimson light appeared in his hand. This flas.h.i.+ng light made others shudder; its fiery light seemed to pierce deep into the bones.

He held the chain with both hands and glared at Li Qiye: “Will you surrender, or do I have to force you by piercing your clavicles and dragging you around like a dead dog?” [1. In Wuxia, it is believed that when your clavicles are pierced, you can’t gather qi.]

Li Qiye was still holding the cauldron. He slightly raised his brows and lazily responded: “Either come and die or scram, don’t disturb me.”

The monarch was infuriated by this slight. He was a supreme expert, yet this junior held him in such contempt, prompting him to shout: “Little beast, die!”

A clunk was heard after he declared his intention. The chain in his hands thrust forth like a scorpion tail, aiming for Li Qiye’s clavicles.

“Clank!” However, against all expectations, the chain did not pierce Li Qiye’s clavicles. Rather, the other side of the monarch’s chain fell into Li Qiye’s hand.

Li Qiye gave a deep shout: “Come here!” The chain that the monarch was holding suddenly coiled around his wrist.

“Whoos.h.!.+” The monarch was involuntarily dragged to Li Qiye.

“Boom!” The monarch heavily slammed into the Peac.o.c.k Tree, the impact causing him to suddenly see stars.

“Ugh!” Before he could recover from the dizziness, the chain coiled around the Peac.o.c.k Tree once and turned back to wring his neck.

“No!” The monarch was still screaming as his limbs convulsed. In a split second, he was bound to the Peac.o.c.k Tree and strangled to death. His true fate wanted to break out of his body, but there wasn't any opportunity. His true fate was sealed within his body and perished alongside it.

This all happened too quickly. People couldn’t even react in time to the monarch being strangled alive.

“Go!” After seeing his death, the Turtle Minister was shocked. He ordered and ran with the rest of his men.

“Whoos.h.!.+” The chain soared like a true dragon. Before the turtle and his officials could dive down into the ocean, the chain wrapped around their necks.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!” All of them crashed into the Peac.o.c.k Tree.

“No—” The group was scared out of their minds and screamed. Alas, their cries didn’t last long as they were also strangled to death and hung there on the tree.

In a short period of time, those who were strapped to the Peac.o.c.k Tree all had their eyes wide open for they died with grievances.

They came to get revenge for their disciples, but they didn’t expect to pay with their own lives in the process. They had truly underestimated Li Qiye’s strength. In their minds, a nameless human junior could only be an ordinary paragon at best. If he was stronger than this level, then he would have been quite famous already. Thus, they were confident in their victory.

But alas, they couldn't have imagined that they wouldn’t be able to block even one move from him. They died indignant deaths full of unanswered questions.

People were horrified to see these corpses hanging from the Peac.o.c.k Tree and couldn’t help but s.h.i.+ver.