Limitless Evolution: I Have Infinite Potential.

Upon witnessing the scene, many of the guests present, though filled with disgust at Xue Tianyi's shamelessness, dared not speak out. The oppressive power of the Xue family made silence the safer choice.

Hong Qianye's expression was icy, a murderous intent flickering in his heart. He held no particular friendship with Li Wujie, nor did his sister's death stir him. In the world of cultivation, cruelty was law. The weak were trampled beneath the strong, and so-called justice was meaningless.

Having spent years in the Central Realm, Hong Qianye had witnessed countless dark and depraved acts. He was long accustomed to such scenes. Yet now, it wasn't grief or outrage over the dead girl that ignited his anger — it was his sheer disgust toward men like Xue Tianyi.

Hong Qianye's gaze shifted to the Xue family's ancestor. He furrowed his brow and suppressed the killing intent within him. After all, a Void Immortal was an entirely different realm compared to a Mahayana cultivator, and he himself had only taken half a step into Mahayana.

"Hmph! Li Wujie, you demonic monk, what right do you have to bark at my Xue family?"

The head of the Xue family rose, defending his son with self-righteousness. "In my eyes, you're nothing but a disgrace. Your sister was used as a furnace by my Tian'er — that was already a form of mercy for her miserable life. And you dare try to kill my Xue family's heir because of her? You deserve to die!"

The moment those words fell, Li Wujie lost control. His face twisted with rage as he roared, "Shut up! Comparing my sister to this beast? You're not worthy! You're nothing but an old bastard!"

Xue Tianyi's face darkened. "Watch your mouth! Insulting my father? Your sister died by my hand, and it was her honor! As for you, a demon monk hunted by all, who are you to speak so boldly?"

With a signal from Xue Tianyi, the surrounding guards understood immediately.

"Li Wujie, your sister was lucky the young master took a liking to her. Don't act like a saint now!"

"That's right! The young master's status is noble. Who are you to question him, you filthy demon cultivator?"

"You lost a sister — my young master lost a hand!"

The shouts rang out one after another.

Even among the guests, several opportunistic flatterers stepped forward to condemn Li Wujie, eager to earn the Xue family's favor.

"You see? It's obvious who's in the right here!" The father and son of the Xue family sneered.

As for the Xue family's ancestor, his expression remained indifferent, his heart untouched.

"You… all of you…" Li Wujie's eyes widened in fury. He struggled to stand but collapsed again, coughing up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his shattered organs. His hatred burned so fiercely it threatened to consume him. He hated his weakness.

In the sky above, Ye Junlin stood with his hands behind his back, a faint sneer on his lips.

"A man seeking justice for his sister is branded a demon monk, while a young master from a powerful family commits atrocities in the shadows, yet wears the mask of a righteous man. Ridiculous."

[Ding! Congratulations, you've triggered an option mission!]

[Option 1: Step forward, protect Li Wujie, and take him as your disciple. In doing so, provoke the Xue family's ancestor into personally executing Xue Tianyi. Upon success, the Xue family's ancestor will be grateful to you and reward you with a supreme technique: Fighting Saint Fist!]

[Option 2: Stay silent, turn a blind eye to injustice, and receive ten low-grade spirit crystals as a reward.]

The system prompt left Ye Junlin momentarily stunned.

"What?"

It wasn't the mission trigger itself that surprised him — it was the content.

Ten low-grade spirit crystals… for staying silent? Damn it, what kind of insult was that? Spare change for beggars!

"System, screw you! I wouldn't accept that even if I was starving!"

Ye Junlin dismissed the second option without a second thought. He could only choose the first.

Protecting Li Wujie and taking him in wasn't too outrageous on its own. But the mission's latter half… having the Xue family's ancestor personally execute his own grandson and then express gratitude? What kind of twisted logic was this?

At that moment, Xue Tianyi sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "Li Wujie, it's over. If you have anything to say, save it for your next life."

He grabbed a long sword from a nearby guard and stalked toward Li Wujie, a murderous gleam in his eyes. He planned to hack him apart limb by limb, a brutal warning to others.

Many guests could only sigh and shake their heads. After all, a weak hand couldn't wrestle against a mighty one.

Li Wujie smiled bitterly through his pain. "Sister, your brother is useless. I'll come keep you company soon."

Just as Xue Tianyi raised his sword for the final strike, a figure in black appeared before him. With a flick of the fingers, a burst of force shattered the blade.

Clang!

Xue Tianyi stumbled back in shock. "You… what are you doing?!"

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

Ye Junlin had made his move.

"Is that Ye Junlin from Xuantian Sect?"

"Is he actually defending Li Wujie? But… isn't that kid a demonic cultivator?"

"That's not the point! The point is that this is the Xue family's turf! Isn't this a direct slap in the face?"

The crowd erupted.

The head of the Xue family's face darkened. "Master Ye, what is the meaning of this? Why stop my Tian'er from punishing this demon cultivator?"

Ye Junlin casually flicked his fingers and said coolly, "On a whim, I've decided to accept this man as my disciple. Anyone who dares touch him, will answer to me."

Silence.

The Xue family's mansion was thrown into an uproar.

People could barely believe what they'd heard. Was this man insane?

"Senior… you…" Li Wujie was dumbstruck as he looked up at the figure shielding him.

He'd heard of Ye Junlin, the rising legend of the Eastern Domain, but he never imagined that this man would defy the world's condemnation to protect him.

The Xue family's ancestor's expression turned dark. He had never encountered someone so brazen before.

"Ye Junlin, think carefully about what you're doing. Leave now, and I'll act as though none of this happened."

The old man's warning was laced with murderous pressure. The sky itself seemed to tremble.

Around them, the other cultivators felt their blood run cold, their bodies trembling in fear.

Not everyone could withstand the wrath of a Void Immortal.

"Senior, you should go. I appreciate your kindness. If there's a next life, I'll repay you like an ox," Li Wujie said anxiously.

Hong Qianye was stunned, his perfect features filled with alarm.

"What the hell is this guy doing now? Does he think he's invincible? All the cultivators in the world would turn on him for this."

"To challenge a Void Immortal… is he insane?"

In Hong Qianye's eyes, risking one's life for a stranger was utter foolishness.

Ye Junlin glanced at him with a grin. "Xiao Hong, what are you standing there for? Come stand by your master's side and protect your new junior brother!"

You bastard. Are you out of your mind? Don't drag me into this!

Hong Qianye cursed inwardly, but under Ye Junlin's oppressive aura, he had no choice but to silently join him.

"Good, that's what I like to see," Ye Junlin nodded approvingly.

Hong Qianye's lips twitched in frustration. He wanted nothing more than to punch someone.

"Hmph! You master and disciple, do you think my Xue family is so easily bullied?"

The Xue family's ancestor's voice turned icy, like thunder rolling across the sky.

All the cultivators on the floating island felt a chill crawl down their spines.

The wrath of a Void Immortal was like the will of heaven itself.

Boom!

Hong Qianye felt the pressure weigh down on him like a mountain. The mana in his body nearly stalled. He gritted his teeth.

"Damn it, so this is the difference in power."

Meanwhile, Bai Xiaoxi, snapped out of her drunken stupor by the immense pressure, raised her hands in panic. "No more wine, no more wine!" she cried, terrified.

Ye Junlin, on the other hand, showed no fear. In fact, his excitement grew. He was itching for the ancestor to strike.

Yes, that's it — hit me!

Even if the mission failed, the experience alone would be worth it.

Suddenly, the sky darkened. A second, even more overwhelming force descended, smothering the ancestor of the Xue family.

"Who… who is it?!" the old man stammered, cold sweat pouring down his back.

Another Void Immortal — one whose aura was even mightier than his.

"Where is Ye Junlin?!" came a cold, indifferent voice from the sky.

"Who's yapping now?" Ye Junlin raised a brow. He could feel the killing intent.

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