C4 Peeking

The next morning, in the Lu family's small courtyard, Lu Chen practiced the Dragon Sucking Technique for a while. When he opened his eyes, he noticed Yue Yao, the young girl, had been waiting with breakfast for quite some time.

Observing Yue Yao's attire, Lu Chen couldn't help but acknowledge the hardships she had endured following him over the years. Deciding to treat her, he took her monthly wages and set out to purchase some new clothes for her, as well as some spiritual herbs necessary for his own cultivation.

The southern market of Vast Dragon City was a bustling and disorderly place, where treasures from various adventurers' exploits and all sorts of oddities were on display.

After browsing the market with Yue Yao, who shyly refused everything she saw, Lu Chen awkwardly selected a few garments for her, insisting she try them on.

However, as Yue Yao retreated to change, Lu Chen sensed something amiss. With a furrowed brow, he pushed open the door. Inside, Yue Yao had already removed half her clothing, revealing only a pink undergarment that left her fair shoulders dazzling in the sunlight and her graceful figure subtly exposed. The sight was undeniably captivating.

Startled by Lu Chen's entrance, Yue Yao froze, too apprehensive to dress herself, standing helplessly still. By all accounts, she was Lu Chen's betrothed or, more accurately, his serving maid—essentially, she was already his woman in name.

Quickly, Lu Chen draped his jacket over the girl's shoulders, enveloping her completely.

Then, turning his gaze to a house beam, Lu Chen let out a cold laugh. Without another word, he flicked his middle finger, sending a streak of golden light shooting toward it. A scream followed as a plump figure, no older than sixteen, was flung from the beam and landed in the street, drawing the crowd's attention.

They had been spied upon!

Realizing this, Yue Yao clung to Lu Chen's clothes, her face pale and eyes brimming with tears.

The boy who had fallen scrambled to his feet, not with shame but with fury, glaring at the onlookers who had gathered around. His face, a mask of bulging muscles, twitched as he pointed at Lu Chen and bellowed:

"Look at you, you worthless scum, daring to lay a hand on me. You just got thrashed by Du Zheng, and now you want a beating from me, Lin Feng?"

Lin Feng's roar echoed loudly through the bustling market, drawing the attention of many.

"Isn't that Lin Feng, the eldest son of the Lin family? Always causing trouble in the market under the Du family's protection. Looks like he's finally met his match!"

The Lin family were well-known sycophants to the Du family, and Lin Feng was their most zealous enforcer.

"Met his match? Hahaha, you don't know the guy he's up against? That's Lu Chen, the third son of the Lu family, the notorious good-for-nothing of Vast Dragon City. He just got a beating from Young Master Du Zheng a few days ago. Looks like it's Young Master Lin's turn today!"

The crowd buzzed with gossip, encircling the trio in anticipation of the spectacle.

"I, Lin Feng, am not one to hold grudges. Hand over your little maid there, kowtow three times on the ground, and I'll let you off with your life!"

Seeing no response from Lu Chen, Lin Feng grew even more brazen, seizing the rare opportunity to flaunt his power.

"A lowlife like you isn't worth my time! Today, I'll blind you and teach you a lesson you won't forget!"

Lu Chen's gaze was icy as he moved to confront Lin Feng, but after just a couple of steps, a delicate, pale hand held him back.

Turning, he saw Yue Yao, her eyes wide with apprehension, her fair hand quivering as she clutched his.

"Young Master, let's not bother with him. Yue Yao really likes this dress. Let's just go."

She was merely a maid of the Lu family, picked up from the streets by Lu Yuanmo when she was a child, spared from starvation. Accustomed to the bullying due to her beauty, she had learned to endure, never expecting anyone to defend her.

Lu Chen let out a soft sigh. How deeply must a girl have been wronged to utter such words?

Yue Yao was merely a girl of fifteen or sixteen, her earlier innocence and cheerfulness still fresh in his memory.

Grasping Yue Yao's wrist, Lu Chen offered her a comforting gesture before turning to face Lin Feng.

"Yue Yao, remember this: don't be so scared anymore. As long as I draw breath, no one in this world will be able to bully you again!"

Behind him, a trembling Yue Yao clung to his words, gazing at Lu Chen's retreating figure. Suddenly, a wave of emotion she had never experienced before flooded her heart.

The Young Master... he truly seems different now...

"Hahaha, you think you, a mere trash, can blind a Grade Five Spirit Disciple like me? You're clueless about the vastness of the heavens and the depths of the earth. Try meeting me first!"

Lin Feng's eyes gleamed with mockery as he watched Lu Chen approach. His Spirit Force burst forth, creating a black Spirit Force Field about a meter around him.

"This is my Lin Family's most powerful technique, the Iron Spirit Domain! You're so insignificant that not even an ordinary Grade Five Spirit Disciple could step inside!"

"The Iron Spirit Domain? Isn't that the Lin Family's signature technique? I can't believe Young Master Lin is using it against someone as lowly as Lu Chen!"

"Tsk, what do you know? Young Master Lin is simply showing that trash Lu Chen the vast gulf between them!"

The crowd buzzed with excitement upon witnessing Lin Feng's technique.

"A technique that doesn't even qualify as a Spirit Array, yet he's so bold as to name it a domain? He's truly ignorant of the wider world!"

A smirk played on Lu Chen's lips as golden threads from his right hand vibrated and pierced effortlessly into Lin Feng's Iron Spirit Domain.

This was Lu Chen's Gold Chanting Spell at work. If his fist could withstand an attack from Du Si of the Spirit Transforming Stage, what chance did the trivial Iron Spirit Domain stand?

"This Iron Spirit Domain..."

"It's not all that impressive!"

No sooner had Lu Chen spoken than the next moment came with a

"Rip!"

Under the force of Lu Chen's golden arm, Lin Feng's treasured family technique, the Iron Spirit Domain he took such pride in, was effortlessly torn asunder like mere paper!

The young man's voice cut through the silence of the crowd, stark and conspicuous.

"Now, I'm right before you," Lu Chen said, his eyes icy as he faced Lin Feng, the two separated by mere inches. "I have the power to defeat you now, don't I?"

"No, that's impossible! You... you're not even showing any Spirit Force Fluctuation!" Lin Feng was staggered, unable to comprehend how Lu Chen had just shattered his cultivation technique without any visible Spirit Force Fluctuation.

"You must be using some kind of trick. I won't believe it, I can't!" Lin Feng, stripped of his earlier composure, summoned the Spirit Force into his fists and launched an attack at Lu Chen without hesitation.

"You think I'm relying on tricks? What does it matter when I am a Grade Five Spirit Disciple?"

"Black Tiger Steals Heart!"

Lu Chen, considered a worthless non-cultivator, must have resorted to some cunning to break through Lin Feng's Iron Spirit Domain. Now, he just needed to overpower him with sheer strength!

"A Grade Five Spirit Disciple? Is that all you amount to?"

Lu Chen's gaze turned frosty. In a flash, his Spirit Force erupted, and his right hand unleashed a barrage of golden threads that hurtled towards Lin Feng.

In his past life as a Spirit Emperor, Lu Chen's mastery over Spirit Force was so formidable it was almost inconceivable, making it effortless for him to conceal any fluctuation from a mere Grade Five Spirit Disciple.

But now, Lu Chen no longer held back the torrent of Spirit Force within him, letting it surge out like a deluge.

"Bang!"

They were close, and in an instant, their fists met with a thunderous impact.

"Ah!"

The next moment, as the Spirit Force Fluctuation faded, Lin Feng was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, hurtling over ten meters before crashing to the ground. His right hand was grotesquely twisted, the white of bone peeking through the skin.

Meanwhile, Lu Chen stood calmly with his hands behind his back, completely unscathed.

With a single strike, he had vanquished his adversary, transcending levels with ease. Such was the might of Lu Chen!