Endless Ascension

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: I Don't Care Who You Are

"Too low?"

The middle-aged brute snorted coldly, then his face changed as he tensed up, the veins on his neck bulging, his voice filled with fury. "Do you know who we are? Dare to say our offer is too low? If my young master hadn't taken an interest in you, I would have torn down your stall already."

The crowd looked at the brute and then at Yun Man, their faces wearing expressions of amusement, as such scenes were common in the black market...

"Alas, Ma San, speak kindly to the lady, be gentle," said a voice from within the crowd.

A figure stood amidst the crowd, dressed ingorgeous silk, handsome in appearance, every move and gesture revealing an air of nobility and luxury, yet the sly, wicked smile on his lips was unsettling.

Yun Man looked at him weakly, unsure of what to say.

Her stall was now surrounded, and escaping seemed impossible. She began to feel slightly anxious.

During the Autumn Hunt, she had quietly collected some spiritual herbs, intending to sell them to a shop in the southern part of the city that purchased such items, but the prices offered were too low. So, she had resorted to coming to the black market in the western part of the city.

Unfortunately, it hadn't been long since she set up her stall when Zhao Jiannan, the notorious playboy of Qinghe City, surrounded her.

The Zhao family of Qinghe City, the foremost of the four great families.

The family had three experts at the Refined Qi Realm, and the current family head, Zhao Wudi, had cultivated to the terrifying strength of the seventh stage of the Refined Qi Realm, with few rivals in the Qinghe City area.

Yun Man naturally knew who Zhao Jiannan was and was aware of his evil deeds. Relying on his family's powerful influence, he had committed countless atrocities in Qinghe City, behaving like a hooligan and a bully.

"Little girl, do you want to sell or not?"

Middle-aged brute Ma San teased, alicentious smile on his face.

Just as Yun Man was about to say no, Qin Ze shouted and stepped forward, saying, "I'll offer double the price."

Everyone turned to look at Qin Ze, unable to believe it, thinking, "This person has a problem! Dare to challenge Zhao Jiannan?"

Qin Ze's words were like a slap in the face, heavily striking Zhao Jiannan.

Who didn't know Zhao Jiannan, the eldest son of the Zhao family, in the western black market? As the only son of the current family head, Zhao Wudi, who dared to offend him?

A single sentence from Qin Ze made Zhao Jiannan furious, his face turning pale and then flushed. Ma San, beside him, was very skilled at observing people's expressions and immediately stepped forward, shouting, "Where did this bastard come from? Dare to compete with my young master? Are you tired of living?"

Qin Ze didn't even look at Ma San, completely ignoring his existence. He walked directly to Yun Man and asked, "How much did he offer? I'll give you double."

This blatant disregard was like an insult, and Ma San instantly became enraged. Without hesitation, he punched directly towards Qin Ze's head with such force that if it hit, Qin Ze would die instantly.

Of course, Qin Ze had known that Ma San would attack. As a servant, he would naturally seek revenge for his master.

When the aura around Ma San changed, Qin Ze was already prepared. His gaze had been on him, and at the moment of the punch, a cold smile appeared on his face. He moved even faster than Ma San, striking out with a palm...

"Crash..."

Ma San flew out, landing on the ground, unconscious, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Qin Ze patted his hands, sneered, and said, "Overestimating yourself, daring to attack me. You're just awaste."

After speaking, he didn't even look at Zhao Jiannan's face, instead engaging in conversation with Yun Man.

Yun Man looked at him weakly, feeling secretly grateful, and then revealed a cute smile.

The two of them talked, completely ignoring Zhao Jiannan's presence, as if the dozen people around them were air.

Suddenly, Qin Ze's brow furrowed as he sensed a surge of murderous intent. Yun Man's face also changed slightly, her body trembling with fear rising in her heart.

"You hit my man?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"Today, I'll make you understand the consequences of offending me, Zhao Jiannan..."

A strong murderous intent erupted from Zhao Jiannan, with the faint appearance of qi on his hands. His face was extremely ugly, his eyes staring at Qin Ze, gritting his teeth as he spoke each word.

Growing up, no one had ever dared to lay a hand on his men. He had been rampaging through Qinghe City for so long. Who didn't know he was the son of Zhao Wudi? Who didn't know that the Zhao family had the greatest power in Qinghe City? Even some elders from other families would greet and bow to him when they saw him. How could a nobody like this ride on his head and mess around?

Looking at Qin Ze was like looking at a dead man.

To Zhao Jiannan, Qin Ze was doomed.

Although Zhao Jiannan was a playboy, he had been cultivating since childhood and had consumed countless elixirs and wonderful medicines. At sixteen, he was already at the eighth stage of the Martial Realm, with his qi at the seventh stage, which was not weak.

Qin Ze sneered, "I don't care who you are."

Then he added, "I hate people who are more handsome than me the most."

"He's from the Zhao family," Yun Man whispered behind Qin Ze.

Before Qin Ze could speak, Zhao Jiannan sneered, "Now you know I'm from the Zhao family? Are you scared?"

"Damn it, dare to mess with my man."

"Go to hell."

The crowd suddenly dispersed as the aura around Zhao Jiannan changed dramatically. Qi was intense on his hands, and his arms underwent a transformation as he gave a muffled shout.

"Phantom God Palm!"

His arms were constantly changing, creating countless palm shadows that made it impossible to distinguish the real from the illusion.

Phantom God Palm, as the name suggests, creates shadows with each palm strike, making it dazzling and hard to see, yet impossible to dodge because one wouldn't know where to dodge, as the palm shadows enveloped the entire body...

"What the hell, is this Invisible Hand?" Qin Ze thought, seeing a dazzling array of palm shadows, reminiscent of the Invisible Hand in kung fu movies.

However, the damaged dantian within Qin Ze suddenly erupted, and the Dragon Elephant Tai Xu Scripture surged out violently. Facing a divine-level technique, an upper-grade scripture was nothing more than trash, barely even worth mentioning.

Qin Ze smiled wickedly and stood unmoving, causing everyone to think he was scared stiff.

The palm wind grew stronger, stirring up dust all around. Yun Man tightly grabbed Qin Ze's waist, closing her eyes, unable to watch anymore. At this moment, she deeply blamed herself again for always fearing such scenes and being unable to protect herself.

"Don't worry," Qin Ze said gently.

Facing the countless palm shadows coming his way, he suddenly moved his hands, and there was a "crack" sound...

The countless palm shadows disappeared, and the surroundings returned to calm.

Zhao Jiannan's face showed pain, and he couldn't believe his eyes as he looked at Qin Ze.

Breaking his 'Phantom God Palm' with just one move, could he be a super master at the Refined Qi Realm?

Everyone else also looked at Qin Ze in disbelief. They saw him easily move and strike Zhao Jiannan's palm with one punch, making the countless illusions disappear instantly. Zhao Jiannan retreated with a painful expression, his eyes filled with intense hatred as he looked at Qin Ze.

Although the 'Phantom God Palm' was an upper-grade scripture that created countless illusions, Zhao Jiannan was only at the eighth stage of the Martial Realm with his qi at the seventh stage, unable to unleash its true power. With the 'Dragon Elephant Tai Xu Scripture' activated within Qin Ze, his visual acuity was three times that of a normal person, allowing him to easily see through Zhao Jiannan's palm shadows.

If it were someone at the Agile Realm or higher unleashing the 'Phantom God Palm', Qin Ze wouldn't have been able to break it so easily.

"I'll remember you," Zhao Jiannan said, smart enough to know he wasn't Qin Ze's match after one move. Not being his match didn't mean he feared Qin Ze.

On the contrary, he didn't fear Qin Ze but felt a rising fury, believing again that Qin Ze was doomed.

Anyone who dared to offend him had not been born yet.