The Master of the White Radiance Sect was still filled with awe, staring at the pill in front of him—a pill that held an almost fatal allure.
What he didn't know, however, was that a figure had silently appeared behind him…
Senju Yukika stood there, gazing at the sect master with a faint smile. There was no visible emotion on his face—not anger, not sorrow, not grief.
In the room, little Tanaka had also noticed Senju Yukika's arrival. The moment he saw his master, all the fear in his heart vanished.
As long as a true expert was here, these bandits would surely face severe punishment. Tanaka believed this without question!
Relieved, Tanaka even started to smile foolishly. This scene did not escape the eyes of the White Radiance Sect Master, who scoffed coldly.
"Hmph! Kid, what are you grinning about? That pill is mine now. You still think this is funny?"
But Tanaka snorted in response and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you—if you dare steal my pill, my master will make sure you don't live to regret it!"
The sect master burst into laughter as if hearing the funniest joke in the world. "Hahaha! Kid, do you even know who I am? Go ahead, call your master! Let's see what he can do to me!"
Just then, a cold voice echoed from behind him. "Funny, is it?"
The sound of that voice was like a blade to the throat, instantly cutting off the sect master's laughter.
"Who's there?!"
He spun around abruptly, a deep sense of alert rising within him.
His chakra had covered the entire room—yet someone had gotten this close without his knowledge?
That meant only one thing: this person was powerful. So powerful that they had completely bypassed his chakra perception. Who was this man?
As he turned, his eyes fell on Senju Yukika, standing not far away.
Looking at Yukika's young and unfamiliar face, the sect master mentally rifled through all the notable figures in Stone Town. Surely someone like this would have made a name for himself?
But no matter how hard he searched, he found nothing. A complete blank.
Who is this man? Why does he give off a presence that feels like a bottomless black hole?
The sect master's heart sank with growing caution.
That was just how he was—arrogant on the outside, but extraordinarily careful when facing powerful opponents.
This careful nature was precisely why he had managed to survive and thrive for so many years in the treacherous world of cultivation.
But now, no matter how cautious he was, it was too late. He had already made a grave mistake—daring to steal Tanaka's pill.
Senju Yukika spoke coolly, "Hand over the pill, then kneel and kowtow three times. Do that, and I'll spare your life."
The moment Yukika finished speaking, the sect master's eyes narrowed, a fierce light bursting from within them.
Though cautious, he was by no means weak-willed.
He was, after all, a sect master—his status was not to be taken lightly.
Even though his sect wasn't as powerful as the Fang Tower or Sword Palace, the White Radiance Sect was allied with Stone City. It was still a renowned force within hundreds of miles.
He sneered, "Young man, such arrogance will cost you dearly."
With that, a ripple of chakra surged from him, and his figure blurred as he darted out toward the City Lord's chambers in Stone City.
Though he was set on teaching this arrogant youth a lesson, he wasn't stupid. This was still the City Lord's territory. Alerting the lord would provide some backup, just in case.
But what he didn't realize was… that he had completely underestimated his opponent.
Senju Yukika slowly extended a finger, pointing toward the air in front of him.
The sect master smirked, thinking Yukika was merely trying to intimidate him.
Suddenly, the sect master thrust out both palms, releasing a furious burst of chakra. The air roared like a raging storm as two massive snow-white dragons formed from his chakra and lunged at Yukika!
But in the next moment…
The two white dragons froze in mid-air—completely motionless.
Yukika's single finger seemed to carry an unimaginable power. The chakra dragons, as if possessing consciousness, trembled in terror.
Starting from their heads, their colossal bodies began to crack and shatter inch by inch.
Moments later, all the chakra in the air disintegrated, turning into dust that lingered and refused to fade.
"What… What are you?" the sect master gasped, his face ashen.
He was a seasoned cultivator, yet his most prized technique had been nullified instantly. This was beyond comprehension.
Clenching his jaw, he decided to use his formidable physical combat skills to end this fight up close.
Swish!
His body blurred into a streak, charging forward like lightning.
But just as he moved, Senju Yukika casually lifted his leg and delivered a powerful kick straight into the sect master's abdomen.
Boom!
The blow sent the sect master flying backward like a cannonball, smashing a hole through the wall.
His momentum continued as he crashed through several more rooms, finally landing hard against the wall at the City Lord's manor perimeter.
Lying there, he coughed up blood, unable to move. His physical injuries were severe, but the psychological blow was even worse.
What just happened?! Who is this guy who broke my combat technique with a single kick?!
The White Radiance Sect Master prided himself on his physical abilities—even more so than the City Lord of Stone Town.
Yet his greatest strength had been rendered utterly meaningless by this mysterious stranger.
Finally, the City Lord himself arrived, late to the scene. The moment he stepped in and saw the destruction, his face turned grave.
Realizing what had happened, he turned to Yukika, bowed slightly, and said with deep regret, "Brother Yukika, I apologize. This man is my friend, the Master of White Radiance Sect. Please forgive him."
The City Lord was shaken. Though he knew Yukika was powerful, he hadn't expected this level of power.
The sect master had strength nearly equal to his own. Yet in the span of just a few breaths, he had been completely defeated!
At that moment, the City Lord felt overwhelmed with guilt and unease, deeply worried that Senju Yukika might erupt in fury at any second.