C15 Those Who Don't Know How to Respect the Elderly Deserve to Die!

"You've gone too far, old man!"

Qi Yuan raised his hand, his palm cutting through the air like a knife, capable of slicing through metal itself!

The sheer force of his attack turned the old village chief's face deathly pale, as if he were on the brink of collapse. Without Qiu Xiya's support, he surely would have crumpled to the ground.

Just then, Qiu Xiya felt a breeze and saw a figure step in front of her and the village chief.

"Those who lack respect for their elders deserve to die!"

To the astonishment of Qiu Xiya and the village chief, Jiaang Lin stood before them, intercepting Qi Yuan's descending hand.

"Jiaang Lin?!"

Qiu Xiya stared at Jiaang Lin, her eyes wide with disbelief. She had never imagined that Jiaang Lin was a martial cultivator!

Behind Qi Yuan, the other four onlookers were equally shocked.

"How is this possible? He actually blocked Senior Brother Qi Yuan's attack?!"

Qi Yuan himself was taken aback.

He had never expected to encounter a martial cultivator in such a remote village.

But then, a cold smirk crossed his face.

With a mere flick, Jiaang Lin felt a powerful force recoil through his arm, a clear testament to Qi Yuan's formidable strength.

Jiaang Lin quickly assessed the situation.

"I was curious why your village dared to offer so little. It turns out you have a worthless cultivator on your side!"

Qi Yuan looked at Jiaang Lin with a sneer. "But do you really think your meager abilities can protect them? Hmph!"

"Today, if you don't surrender a substantial tribute, I will slay this Level 1 Martial Cultivator. Then, I'll let the Fire Wolves feast on everyone in your village!"

Qi Yuan's threat sent shivers down the spines of all the villagers, their minds flashing back to the terrifying attacks by the Fire Wolves.

The village chief, on the verge of kneeling, pleaded with a desperate look, "Immortal Master! This man was only rescued by us today; he has no ties to our village. Besides, we have nothing left to offer!"

Qi Yuan regarded the village chief with an icy stare, having completely run out of patience. Jiaang Lin's words had only served to infuriate him further. As a disciple of the Green Mountain Sect, he couldn't believe that an ordinary person would dare to ignore his commands, let alone be reprimanded by someone at the mere level of Martial Cultivator Level 1. Rage boiled within him at the thought.

"Well then, let's see if the Green Mountain Sect will come to your defense!" Qi Yuan sneered. "I've heard there's been a minor beast tide in the Flame Beast Plain, and it's heading this way. You'd best be on your guard."

With that, Qi Yuan turned to Jiaang Lin, his voice dripping with contempt. "Martial Cultivator Level 1, you're nothing but trash. You have the audacity to lecture me? Today, I'll put you in your place."

No sooner had Qi Yuan finished speaking than Jiaang Lin's demeanor grew icy. A commanding presence radiated from him, instilling a deep sense of dread in all who were present.

"Remind me, who did you say you were?" Jiaang Lin asked.

Cowering beneath Jiaang Lin's imposing aura, Qi Yuan's courage faltered. As he looked up into Jiaang Lin's eyes, now brimming with murderous intent, he stumbled backward, his legs turning to jelly.