While everyone was still struggling to process the bombshell that Chen Haoran had just dropped, the man in question, Yan Houdong, instinctively took a step back, his body tensing.

  'Damn!' he cursed under his breath

  His eyes darted around in subtle panic, though he tried to mask it with a calm facade. But the slight tremor in his fingers and the way his breathing hitched betrayed his inner turmoil.

  "Seize him!" Chen Haoran commanded without hesitation.

  The warriors who had accompanied Jin Yu swiftly closed in on Yan Houdong, their movements practiced and efficient.

  Yan houdong gritted his teeth, his muscles tightening, as if considering a last-ditch attempt to fight. But there were too many, too strong, and before long, his arms were wrenched behind his back, his knees forced to the ground.

  The entire hall fell into a heavy silence, the spectators holding their breath, as the situation came to a head.

  Chen Haoran turned to Jin Yu, his sharp gaze softening just slightly. "Young Master, come forward and deliver the verdict."

  What?!, Jin Yu stiffened.

  Instantly,He could feel the weight of countless eyes on him, pressing down like an invisible force. The sheer attention made him a little uneasy. This was an entirely different kind of spotlight compared to being an amused onlooker. Now, he had the authority to decide someone’s fate.

  He hesitated. "Me?"

  Chen Haoran nodded and gave him his sword. "Yes. This is your place to decide. Step forward."

  Jin Yu inhaled deeply, trying to calm his racing heart, but the weight of responsibility felt suffocating.

  He hesitated again, trying to convince himself that this was right. This is my chance to show them who I am, he thought. He had always acted impulsively in the past, fought and caused trouble,but now, the stakes were higher than ever.

  He stepped forward, forcing his legs to move even as doubt gnawed at him.

  Jin Yu collected the sword hesitantly,he then inhaled deeply.

  As he stepped towards Yan Houdong,the man suddenly let out a scoff, his voice dripping with disdain.

  Ding!

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  "What a joke!" Yan Houdong sneered, looking up at Jin Yu. "You, deliver a verdict? A weakling with such a pitiful cultivation level? What qualifies you to" judge me? This whole thing is ridiculous

  The crowd stirred, murmurs rippling through the hall. Some nodded in

  Jin Yu felt a surge of anger welling up within him. This man—this arrogant, cheating fool—was mocking him, insulting him openly.

  He had heard insults like this before –A weakling

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  but now, for some reason, it cut deeper.

  'I can’t let this slide' he thought

  his blood beginning to boil. His anger surged like a fire he could no longer contain.

  Unknown to him,a sliver of divine energy seeped from an unknown place and covered his mind like a massive net which in turn fueled his fury.

  Chen Haoran, who had been watching closely, saw the flicker of rage in Jin Yu’s eyes.

  His hand instinctively moved toward his sword, but he held back. "Be careful, Young Master. Don’t let his taunts provoke you too much," he cautioned, his voice low but firm. "This man will likely try to use any opening against you."

  Jin Yu’s breath quickened, and the unsettling memory of Uncle Lin's harsh training flashed in his mind. I couldn’t stop his attacks then. What if I can’t stop this one too? His mind raced, uncertainty clouding his thoughts.

  For a moment, he considered retreating. But something within him hardened. No.

  He closed his eyes for a brief second, grounding himself.

  He stepped closer to Yan Houdong, fighting the instinct to pull away.

  As he neared, the tension in the air thickened. Yan Houdong scoffed, his expression twisted in contempt.

  “You really think you can stand against me, boy?” Yan Houdong spat again, making the air around them seem colder.

  Jin Yu hesitated, a bead of sweat running down his temple, but his anger was a fire now—consuming, relentless. His heart pounded, each beat matching his rising fury. I will show him. I’ll show them all.

  His gaze hardened as he glanced at Yan Houdong, who was sneering up at him, his face twisted with contempt.

  Jin Yu took another step forward, and that’s when something clicked in his mind.

  "Wait… my ability," he muttered under his breath, barely audible even to himself.

  It was then that the memory of his innate ability hit him. Immunity to Invading Qi.

  He had completely forgotten about it in the heat of the moment. His body wasn’t defenseless—not like he had thought.

  With a rush of uncertainty, he looked down at his hand, wondering whether he should take the risk.

  Could his immunity truly work in a real situation? He wasn’t sure, but this was his chance to assert his authority in front of the disdainful crowd.

  Chen Haoran, noticing Jin Yu’s hesitation, took a step forward, his voice urgent. "Young Master, you don’t have to do this. Stay back. I can—"

  But Jin Yu cut him off with a swift motion, his mind made up. He couldn’t back down now. Not after everything. This was his moment to take control.

  "Step back,Chen Haoran," Jin Yu said with more confidence than he felt."I will do it."

  Feeling a spark of determination, Jin Yu allowed the full weight of the crowd’s gaze to press on him as he stepped forward, closer to Yan Houdong. The moment he did, the man’s eyes flashed with recognition.

  In a split second, Yan Houdong escaped the soldiers grip,or maybe they let him ,he lunged forward, his fist cutting through the air in a deadly arc aimed directly at Jin Yu.

  Without thinking, Jin Yu raised his hand, bracing for the impact. But as the punch came closer, something incredible happened.

  The force of the attack........dissipated.

  It felt as though it had collided with the vastness of an ocean—unseen, unfelt, and unyielding. The pressure simply vanished as if the air itself had absorbed it.

  A strange sensation washed over Jin Yu’s body—a cool, tingling force—and the impact faded into nothingness.

  Jin Yu stood there, unharmed, staring at Yan Houdong with wide eyes.'it worked!'

  Yan Houdong staggered back, his expression one of complete disbelief. He had attacked with everything he had, yet his punch had simply... vanished.

  "What—what is this?" Yan Houdong stammered, his voice trembling as confusion overtook him.

  Jin Yu’s heart raced, a surge of exhilaration washing over him. His immunity to Invading Qi had worked. But there was no time for celebration.

  He narrowed his eyes at the man before him. "You used this arm to attack this young master."

  Before Yan Houdong could react, Jin Yu raised his sword. In a swift, clean motion, he severed Yan Houdong's right arm at the elbow, blood splattering onto the stone platform.

  A scream erupted from the man, and Jin Yu winced at the loud scream, but his voice remained cold like ice. "You also used the arm to cheat and harm your opponent. It’s gone now."

  Yan Houdong collapsed to the ground, clutching his now-missing arm, his face pale with pain and shock.

  The crowd erupted in a mixture of gasps, cheers, and whispers of awe. Some were stunned by Jin Yu’s decisiveness, while others reveled in the swift justice, but Jin Yu couldn’t hear them. His pulse roared in his ears. His mind was a blur of emotion—anger, confusion, satisfaction, guilt.

  He turned away from the fallen man, unable to look at his work for too long. But then, his thoughts twisted back to the anger that had led him to this what happened, why was i so angry?, that felt so..... unnatural , even though he has a vicious mouth,he was never the brutal type

  Yet,today,his anger hadn't allowed him to stop.

  Forget it,after all,the man had harmed his opponent far worse.

  Jin hesitated, but only for a brief moment. He brought his sword up again, but this time, it faltered. His hand shook as he faced Yan Houdong’s remaining arm.

  "Your left arm," Jin Yu began, his voice quieter now. "You used this one to try and cover your crimes."

  But when he looked down at the man, unable to find the same burning fury as before, something held him back. His stomach churned at sight of the pool of blood and the thought of causing more suffering.

  Jin Yu exhaled sharply and stepped back. I can't do it again.

  Instead, he ordered with cold finality, "Arrest him."

  Chen Haoran stood still for a moment, his expression unreadable, but there was a spark of approval in his eyes. "You’ve done well, Young Master."

  Jin Yu nodded, his mind still racing with the events that had just transpired. His ability had worked, but he couldn’t help trembling slightly from what he has just done,he felt a strange mix of satisfaction and unease.

  He hadn’t fully understood it before, but now,

  he was beginning to realize what his status as a young master actually means.