The Starfall Ascension Record

Chapter 2: Killing in the Blink of an Eye

"Shen Xiyao, let us see where you can run this time."

A sharp voice rang out, and immediately, a figure appeared before Shen Yuan.

The newcomer was a young man, short in stature, wide-waisted and fat, looking exactly like a ball of meat. His features were not only incredibly ugly, but his face was also covered in black sores, making him more repulsive than a ghost.

Shen Yuan was familiar with this person. His name was Ye Yunchuan, the youngest son of the Sword Pavilion's Second Elder, an arrogant profligate son.

Trailing behind Ye Yunchuan were five lackeys, their faces also bearing lewd, extremely ugly smiles.

"Today, my father will impeach Shen Changyuan from the position of Pavilion Master and establish my Big Brother as the candidate for Pavilion Master. At that time, the Sword Pavilion will belong to my Ye Family, and you, too, will become my woman."

"Since that is the case, why resist? You might as well enjoy yourself."

Ye Yunchuan laughed heartily. Clearly, he was the one attempting to assault Shen Xiyao.

What was more infuriating was that he felt no shame about the assault. Instead, he reveled in it, finding it full of pleasure.

"Ye Yunchuan, you are courting death." Shen Yuan shielded Shen Xiyao behind him, his eyes devoid of fury, containing only icy coldness.

A dragon has a reverse scale. Touching it means instant death.

For Shen Yuan, his family was his reverse scale.

The Ye Yunchuan before him not only disregarded Shen Changyuan but also dared to defile Shen Xiyao's purity. In Shen Yuan's view, this was already a death sentence.

"Who are you, you dare to..." Ye Yunchuan only noticed Shen Yuan then, but when he clearly saw Shen Yuan's face, the words caught in his throat, and his eyes widened like copper bells.

"Shen... Shen Yuan, you are actually alive?"

Ye Yunchuan jumped up in fright, his entire fat face turning incredibly pale.

Hearing the name Shen Yuan, the five lackeys also showed expressions of terror, staring at each other in disbelief.

The year he went missing, Shen Yuan was only thirteen, yet his cultivation had reached the Sixth Level of Pulse Condensation, and his Sword Dao talent was exceptionally formidable, earning him the title of Qingyang City's number one genius, unmatched by anyone.

Now, four years later, the missing Shen Yuan had returned. With his prodigy talent, his cultivation was bound to have made a qualitative leap.

Perhaps he had already stepped into the Origin Qi Realm.

Thinking of this, the hearts of the five lackeys began to tremble wildly, while Ye Yunchuan felt his legs turn soft, nearly fainting on the spot.

Why would this fellow, who had been missing for four whole years, suddenly appear?

"Eh?"

Just then, Ye Yunchuan sensed something unusual.

He was surprised to find that Shen Yuan possessed no Origin Energy whatsoever. He could not even detect the most basic origin meridian aura, making him no different from an ordinary person.

"Young Master, this Shen Yuan has no origin meridian aura, and he seems very weak." A lackey said sheepishly to Ye Yunchuan, a look of suspicion on his face.

"Brother, your cultivation..." Shen Xiyao also noticed this, looking at Shen Yuan with some confusion.

"Do not worry. As long as I am here, no one can bully you." Shen Yuan gave Xiyao a faint smile. Turning his head and looking back at Ye Yunchuan, a flash of blood-red light actually crossed his eyes.

This flash of blood-red light was like a sword, yet sharper and more lethal than any sword.

If someone from the Celestial Expanse were present at this moment, even the lofty Celestial Venerable powerhouses would tremble all over because of it.

Simply because when this blood-red light flashed, it meant Shen Yuan had truly harbored killing intent.

Ye Yunchuan met Shen Yuan's gaze, and his heart trembled again. Without warning, dense cold sweat seeped from his back.

However, this feeling quickly vanished. Ye Yunchuan had just heard the conversation between Shen Yuan and Shen Xiyao, and immediately felt relieved.

Although he did not know why Shen Yuan had lost all his cultivation, that was not important. What was important was that the current Shen Yuan was just an ordinary person, while his own cultivation had reached the Condensing Pulse Third Level, far surpassing Shen Yuan.

"Just a piece of trash, yet you dare to boast shamelessly. Killing you only requires one move."

Ye Yunchuan looked down at Shen Yuan condescendingly, surprisingly feeling a sense of excitement in his heart.

Four years ago, Shen Yuan was Qingyang City's unparalleled genius. Back then, Ye Yunchuan did not even have the qualifications to look Shen Yuan in the eye. Now, however, he could personally teach Shen Yuan a lesson.

This feeling was exhilarating. Excitement could not even describe it.

As he finished speaking, Ye Yunchuan immediately stepped forward.

Whoosh.

He extended both hands, and a dense fluctuation of Origin Energy suddenly erupted from his palms. The Origin Energy was like wind, blowing the surrounding ancient trees until they swayed precariously, scattering leaves everywhere.

"Tearing Wind Hand."

Ye Yunchuan roared, rapidly grasping towards Shen Yuan with both hands.

On the Tianxuan Continent, Cultivation Techniques and Martial Arts are divided into five ranks: Human, Spirit, King, Emperor, and Imperial.

Each rank is further divided into High, Intermediate, and Low grades.

Tearing Wind Hand ranks as Human Rank Intermediate. It is an extremely vicious Martial Art. Once struck, even a hard, thousand jin boulder would be left with claw marks.

The current Shen Yuan has lost all his cultivation and his essence blood has dissipated, making him weaker than an ordinary person. If he were hit, his tendons would surely be severed and his bones fractured.

If his heart were struck, he might even die on the spot.

"Brother, hurry and leave." Shen Xiyao said anxiously, truly not wanting Shen Yuan to risk himself for her.

But just as her voice fell, the Shen Yuan before her vanished, avoiding Ye Yunchuan's Tearing Wind Hand like a phantom.

The next instant—

Shen Yuan's figure appeared, but he was standing right in front of Ye Yunchuan, his right hand casually reaching out and tightly grasping Ye Yunchuan's throat.

If Shen Yuan exerted even a little force, he could easily crush Ye Yunchuan's throat.

"How is this possible?"

Ye Yunchuan's heart pounded violently.

What exactly happened in that previous moment? He had not clearly seen Shen Yuan's movements at all.

Doubt was doubt, but Ye Yunchuan showed no fear. Instead, he sneered mockingly, "As expected of a genius, you do have some tricks. But they are useless. You would not dare kill me, would you?"

After speaking, Ye Yunchuan winked at the five lackeys, the mockery on his face growing stronger.

He admitted that even without cultivation, Shen Yuan could still defeat him.

However, no matter how strong Shen Yuan was, he could not defeat all of them.

As long as Shen Xiyao was subdued, Shen Yuan would not dare act rashly.

"The strong ones who have died by my hand are countless, but youmediately are the first to dare speak such words to me."

Shen Yuan paused, then sneered, "However, before after you speak next time, you had better polish your dog eyes."

Whoosh.

A wisp of cold wind blew past, causing Ye, Yunchuan's heart to shiver.

Im under Ye Yunchuan's horrified gaze, the five lackeys in front of him fell to the ground, completely devoid of life.

In the center of the brows of all five people, a leaf was embedded. A blood-stained leaf.

"Dead... they are dead?"

Ye Yunchuan cried out in astonishment, his body trembling violently as if drenched in cold water.

He could not believe that in that single instant, Shen Yuan had not only dodged his Tearing Wind Hand but had also used five leaves to silently kill five lackeys who were at the Condensing Pulse Second Level.

Is he even human?