Chapter 307: Your Attitude Is Very Problematic

Fen Duancang was sent flying a full fifty zhang by that sword. He stumbled upon landing, barely managing to stand steady, his hand clutching his chest. His face was deathly pale, and his profound energy was completely in disarray, unable to settle for a long while. He finally caught his breath, and when he looked up, his eyes instantly went wide with terror… because Fen Juecheng, whom he had been protecting moments ago, was now suspended in mid-air, his throat clasped in Yun Che’s single hand, his feet dangling.

Sixteen months ago, Fen Juecheng might have still been able to put up a fight against Yun Che. Even if he couldn't win, he wouldn't have been subdued so quickly.

But during this period, Yun Che had consumed an unimaginable amount of King Dragon Blood and King Dragon Meat. He had also undergone hellish training under Yun Canghai’s guidance. Now, Fen Juecheng was as weak as a roadside grasshopper before Yun Che. Not only could he not resist, he didn't even have the right to struggle; Yun Che had effortlessly seized him by the throat and lifted him up, as if grabbing a small chicken.

"You... you..." Fen Juecheng's eyes were wide, his face contorted in pain, and his eyes were filled with terror. His hands gripped Yun Che's hand tightly around his throat, but he couldn't muster even a shred of strength.

"Fen Juecheng, where's your arrogance now?" Yun Che narrowed his eyes, sneering at him. "Didn't you just mercifully offer to let me enjoy a few more days of freedom? Heh... what do you think? Will I be merciful this time and let you live a few more days, or... will I directly let you die a horrible death right here?"

As Yun Che finished speaking, he tightened his grip sharply. Fen Juecheng's throat immediately let out an agonizing sound. His eyeballs bulged violently, and his entire body convulsed weakly under immense pain.

Cang Yue covered her mouth with both hands, her breathing ragged, her beautiful eyes trembling violently. When Dongfang Xiu had previously mentioned that Yun Che's goal might indeed be to take Fen Juecheng hostage, she had felt worried and frightened. She had only wished for his safety. The best outcome she could imagine was for him to escape safely. She had never dared to dream of his success... and no one present had believed he could succeed either.

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone present, protected by two thousand Burning Heaven Clan disciples and eight Sky Profound experts, Yun Che had truly, single-handedly, torn through all their defenses. He even miraculously defeated Fen Duancang in the end, taking Fen Juecheng's life into his hands!

The excitement, joy, lingering fear, and pride in Cang Yue's heart surged like an unstoppable tide. Yun Che, whom she had met by chance in New Moon Profound Palace—this man, whom she had chosen to spend the rest of her life with—had once again, before her very eyes, created a miracle that should have been impossible.

When Cang Wanhe first heard that Yun Che had claimed first place in the Ranking Tournament, he was so shocked he could barely accept it. Today, witnessing everything before his own eyes, the shock in his heart was dozens of times greater than before. He could never have imagined that the young man who had once treated his illness was actually so powerful. Watching him defeat one super-expert after another, people they had considered invincible, and seeing him treat the terrifying lineup of the Burning Heaven Clan with such disregard, taking down Fen Juecheng like that—the tremor and awe in his heart were beyond words. As he looked at his daughter, Cang Yue, these shocks involuntarily transformed into joy and relief... He had heard everything Yun Che said to Cang Yue when they embraced earlier; Yun Che's sudden appearance was also for her sake! This was enough to show that he harbored deep feelings for Cang Yue.

If he was willing to protect her, what more could a father ask for?

Perhaps, relying on his power, the current crisis threatening the Imperial Family could be alleviated... or even reversed!

"He's not just the most outstanding disciple in the history of the Azure Cloud Profound Palace; I fear the entire history of the Azure Cloud Empire will be completely reshaped by him," Dongfang Xiu exclaimed with emotion.

Everyone from the Burning Heaven Clan had changed their complexions. They had deployed such an exaggerated lineup for the wedding, largely to intimidate the world and recover the prestige lost in the Ranking Tournament. Yet, under such an imposing array, they were completely defeated by a single youth, who then took control of their Young Clan Master. This was, without a doubt, an incredibly loud slap across the faces of all Burning Heaven Clan members, inflicting immense humiliation upon them.

"Young... Young Clan Master!""How dare you abduct our Young Clan Master! Release him immediately!"Burning Heaven Clan disciples swarmed forward, surrounding Yun Che tightly. They shouted loudly, but not a single one dared to advance, because Yun Che was currently clutching Fen Juecheng's neck, and with just a slight increase of pressure, he could take Fen Juecheng's life.

"Yun Che, what do you want to do?! Do you want the Burning Heaven Clan to have an unending feud with you?!" Fen Duancang flew back, suppressing his internal injuries, and roared with a trembling voice. He had actually allowed a mere youth to abduct the Young Clan Master from under his protection; this was a humiliation that made him want to die of shame and indignation.

"Heh heh," Yun Che sneered disdainfully. "As if the Burning Heaven Clan and I aren't already sworn enemies. You determined that I killed Fen Juebi, and your Young Clan Master has been trying to kill me in every way possible since a year ago. Today, I've killed over two hundred of your disciples. The Burning Heaven Clan and I were already enemies long ago. Whether I kill your Young Clan Master or not, you'll still want to kill me. Since that's the case, why shouldn't I kill one more and make it count?"

"You!" Fen Duancang's eyes widened, his rage boiling to the point he nearly coughed up blood. He abruptly turned to Dongfang Xiu: "Dongfang Xiu! Yun Che is a disciple of your Azure Cloud Profound Palace..."

No sooner had he spoken than Dongfang Xiu interrupted him directly: "When I tried to intervene earlier, you righteously told me that this was a matter between the Burning Heaven Clan and Yun Che, and had nothing to do with me or the Azure Cloud Profound Palace. Even if you're senile, you wouldn't forget that quickly, would you? And..." Dongfang Xiu continued, a sudden look of anger appearing on his face as he said in a deep voice: "The Burning Heaven Clan is, after all, one of the four most powerful sects in the empire. Today is the joyous wedding day of our Imperial Princess. We entrusted the princess to you, yet you allowed her to suffer this calamity. Instead of feeling shame and guilt, you turn around and try to question us... Is this how the Burning Heaven Clan conducts itself?"

Yun Che secretly praised him in his heart... Tsk, tsk, truly worthy of being the legendary Azure Cloud Palace Master. He looked proper and harmless, yet when he spoke, his words were as sharp as knives!

"You!!" Fen Duancang's entire body trembled with rage, but he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

"You little beast!" Fen Moran roared, his body radiating killing intent. "Release our Young Clan Master immediately! If you dare to harm even a single hair on his head, my Burning Heaven Clan will ensure you die without a burial place!"

"Oh, really? Heh..." Yun Che glanced sideways at Fen Moran, a sinister smile suddenly appearing on his face. "Your attitude is quite problematic. Your Young Clan Master is in my hands, yet instead of pleading with me politely, you're threatening me. It seems the Burning Heaven Clan has grown arrogant from abusing its power for too long, forgetting even the most basic rules of conduct. Since that's the case, I, Yun Che, will properly teach you today... What did you say earlier? If I dared to harm a single hair on his head, you'd make me die without a burial place?"

As Yun Che's voice fell, he sharply flung his hand, forcefully slamming Fen Juecheng onto the ground. Then he stomped one foot on his back, grabbed a handful of his hair with the other, and yanked hard.

"Ah!!!!"

Following Fen Juecheng's pig-like shriek of agony, a large clump of his hair, still attached to bits of scalp, was ripped out.

"Juecheng!!""Young... Young Clan Master!!"

Fen Juecheng's screams were utterly piercing, and the Burning Heaven Clan members let out earth-shattering roars. Yun Che, however, remained expressionless. He casually tossed aside the clump of hair in his hand and said with a smile: "Now I haven't just harmed a single hair on his head; I've harmed many. Come on, go ahead and make me die without a burial place!"

"You... you beast! You brat! I... I'll kill you!!" Fen Moran's face turned crimson, his chest nearly bursting with rage.

"Oh... you dare to curse me, and even clamor about killing me?" Yun Che smiled indifferently. "It seems you still haven't learned how to adopt the right attitude and conduct yourself properly!"

Yun Che suddenly raised his foot and stomped down mercilessly...

"Stop!!"

Fen Duancang's roar didn't make Yun Che pause for even a moment. His foot landed heavily on Fen Juecheng's left wrist. A clear cracking sound entered everyone's ears, and an even more agonizing shriek erupted from Fen Juecheng's mouth, making everyone's hair stand on end.

Yun Che's foot rested on Fen Juecheng's shattered wrist, occasionally grinding it, as he said unhurriedly, "Come on, keep cursing."

"You... you... you..." Fen Moran trembled all over, pointing a finger at Yun Che, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, his voice as venomous as a demon's: "My Burning Heaven Clan will ensure you die a terrible death!!"

"Excellent, you're truly obedient!" Yun Che smiled, then grabbed Fen Juecheng's arm and twisted it sharply backward.

CRACK!!

A bone-chilling shriek, as if from hell itself, once again drowned out everyone's hearing. Fen Juecheng's right arm was brutally snapped, dangling behind his back in an extremely twisted state. Yun Che clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Keep cursing, keep threatening. Let's see how long your Young Clan Master's life can last."

"You...""Silence!!" Fen Duancang flew forward, pushing Fen Moran back with a slap, forcing him to retract his unspoken words. At this moment, Fen Duancang's lungs and head felt like they would explode from rage. But he couldn't unleash any of that fury... It was clear that Yun Che was someone who wouldn't be swayed by threats. What kind of person was Fen Juecheng? How many in the entire empire dared to provoke him? Yet, with simple gestures, Yun Che had ripped out his hair, destroyed his wrist and arm, not only without hesitation or concern but with extreme ruthlessness and cruelty... If they dared to continue being defiant towards Yun Che, Fen Juecheng would only suffer more abuse.

Fen Duancang couldn't help but suspect that even if Yun Che killed Fen Juecheng on the spot, he would still be able to escape from their encirclement... because it would be much simpler than abducting someone who was heavily guarded!

Never had the Burning Heaven Clan experienced such coercion and humiliation, yet what Yun Che held in his hand was their Young Clan Master! If Fen Juecheng truly died at Yun Che's hands here and now, none of those who had come with him would escape consequences. For the Burning Heaven Clan, it would be an enormous, unwashable disgrace.

Fen Duancang took a deep breath, and in the calmest voice he could manage, said, "Yun Che... don't get agitated! Let's talk this through properly... I believe there's no real mortal enmity between you and our Young Clan Master, and you surely don't truly wish to kill him... I guarantee, on my dignity as Fen Duancang, that as long as you release our Young Clan Master, we will ensure your safe departure. If you have any conditions, we will do our best to meet them."

As he said these words, Fen Duancang's insides were churning. He, the esteemed Hall Master of the Departing Fire Pavilion of the Burning Heaven Clan, a man revered wherever he went, now had to cast aside all his dignity and pride to plead softly with a junior.