"Young friend, this pill is for you. Consider it fate that you came here." A hoarse voice slowly emanated from the valley, reaching the ears of the approaching crowd.
It was Xiao Tian who spoke, a smile playing on his lips.
Approximately five breaths later.
Several figures descended into the valley.
Leading them were two elders, followed by several other figures. The chest of the robes of some of these elders bore an identical red emblem.
The emblems were the same as those worn by the two elders Xiao Tian had killed earlier, clearly indicating that these people were from the Hong Family of Tianbei City.
More and more people arrived, but upon seeing the Hong Family members there, they chose to keep their distance and not approach.
The Hong Family members did not sense any aura from Xiao Tian, as if he were an ordinary person.
They had also heard the voice earlier and believed the pill was a gift from an alchemist. Since there were no cauldrons or people around, they concluded that the alchemist had already left.
One of the two leading elders of the Hong Family, a yellow-faced elder in a red robe, looked at the pill in Xiao Tian's hand and said, "Boy, hand over the pill in your hand to us!"
His words were filled with command and arrogance.
"You want to steal my pill? Just you few wastes?" Xiao Tian put away the pill and looked at them with a faint smile.
Seeing Xiao Tian's action, the Hong Family members immediately showed anger on their faces, and that elder's expression turned even uglier. "Boy, you are truly courting death. This item is not something you can possess. If you hand it over, I might consider leaving you a complete corpse."
"Chen'er, kill him and take the pill!" The elder's eyes flashed with killing intent as he spoke to a young man beside him.
He, himself, vigilantly watched his surroundings, guarding against Han Fei of the Han Family arriving.
"Boy, remember this young master's great name—Hong Chen. To die by my hand is your honor. Also, in your next life, open your eyes wider; not everyone is someone you can provoke."
Hong Chen sneered, stomped his foot, and his figure, like a ghost, transformed into a ball of lightning, holding a thunderball as he attacked Xiao Tian.
"Noisy!"
A contemptuous whisper escaped Xiao Tian's lips. He looked at Hong Chen, who was wearing a ferocious smile, with an unperturbed expression.
Xiao Tian raised a finger; it was an ordinary finger, with no trace of poisonous fluctuations, but a chilling sensation suddenly arose in Hong Chen's heart.
That finger lightly tapped the thunderball in Hong Chen's palm.
The thunderball, which had seemed full of momentum and destructive power, shattered in mid-air, turning into specks of electric light that dissipated in the wind.
Xiao Tian's finger passed through Hong Chen's palm and directly touched his glabella, freezing Hong Chen's expression permanently on his face.
A faint light flashed, and then this arrogant Young Master of the Hong Family suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist!
The surrounding people gasped, each standing dumbfounded as if their souls had been taken away.
They watched with their own eyes as Hong Chen went from being majestic to instantly perishing, leaving no trace of resistance.
Seeing Hong Chen reduced to a blood mist, not even a complete corpse remaining, the middle-aged man who had stood beside Hong Chen instantly turned ashen, and his gaze towards Xiao Tian was filled with venomous resentment.
He was Hong Chen's biological father and the current patriarch of the Hong Family, Hong Li.
"You little beast, how dare you kill my son! I will make you pay with your life for my son's!"
Hong Li was now enveloped in killing intent, his eyes bloodshot like a demon. Ever since his son joined the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, he had always been his pride and the hope of the family.
Now, he had died right before his eyes, not even a complete corpse remaining. Overwhelming fury and hatred completely consumed his mind.
"I will make you know what suffering is!!"
He instantly unleashed a surge of Dou Qi, using his strongest Dou Technique to attack Xiao Tian.
Xiao Tian's expression remained unchanged. He extended a hand in front of him, and a giant hand formed of lightning appeared out of thin air, reaching for Hong Li.
Hong Li's Dou Qi, upon contact with the lightning palm, vanished instantly, like a mouse seeing a cat.
Seeing this, the red-robed elder quickly moved towards Hong Li, wanting to save him.
If his excellent family descendant were to die now, his Hong Family would decline.
"Boy, if you dare to act, my Hong Family will relentlessly pursue you!" the red-robed elder shouted loudly.
Xiao Tian showed a look of disdain. He clenched his outstretched hand, and the hand of lightning enveloped Hong Li completely, then quickly tightened.
"Ah ah ah!!" Hong Li's screams intensified as the giant palm tightened.
"Ah, you deserve to die!!" The red-robed elder, hearing the screams, became like an enraged lion, his hair and beard flying.
After Hong Li's screams stopped, the giant lightning palm slowly dissipated, leaving only a puddle of blood on the ground.
"Holy cow, Hong Li was a Half-Step Dou Zong, and he was instantly killed with one strike, so brutally too."
"This young man's strength is definitely at the Dou Zong level; otherwise, he could not have achieved an instant kill."
"This young man killed Hong Chen and Hong Li. You know, Hong Chen was an inner disciple of the Wind Lightning Northern Pavilion. It seems he is going to clash with the Wind Lightning Northern Pavilion."
"I just do not know what the Hong Family will think. An Eighth Grade Pill is tempting, but now they have lost two future pillars. Tsk tsk tsk."
The surrounding people, seeing the Hong Family father and son perish within less than half a minute from their appearance, all showed expressions of wanting to watch the show.
Watching the drama, enjoying the spectacle, and minding one's own business—these are major human instincts in any world.
"Ah ah ah, you little bastard, I want you dead!!" The red-robed elder erupted with the aura of a Five-Star Dou Zong, his eyes turning blood red.
"Hong Tianxiao, calm down!" The grey-robed elder directly stopped the red-robed elder. He moved his lips slightly, transmitting a message to Hong Tianxiao.
It is unknown what the grey-robed elder said to Hong Tianxiao, but although the red-robed elder briefly calmed down, his gaze remained cold as he looked at Xiao Tian.
"This Elder is Elder Yun of the Fengyun North Pavilion. Who are you, and where do you come from?" The grey-robed elder looked at Xiao Tian with apprehension and questioned him.
There was no other reason; Xiao Tian, in both appearance and temperament, was exceptionally outstanding, looking like a young master from a major power.
Moreover, the strength he displayed, capable of instantly killing a Half-Step Dou Zong, meant his power was at least that of a Mid-level Dou Zong.
Such strength at such an age was unheard of, not just in the Wind Lightning Northern Pavilion, but even in the main pavilion.
"Who I am, you are not yet qualified to know." Xiao Tian glanced disdainfully at Shen Yun, a mere peak Four-Star Dou Zong.
Shen Yun looked at Xiao Tian with gloomy eyes, his body trembling with anger. He had always been high and mighty; in the entire Northern Region of Central State, who dared to cross the Wind and Thunder Pavilion? Who did not respectfully address him as Elder?
Looking across the entire Northern Region of Central State, who dared to touch a person from my Wind and Thunder Pavilion?
"Boy, are you challenging the authority of our Wind Lightning Northern Pavilion?" the grey-robed elder said coldly.