Sun Cheng, being the junior disciple of Baihe Gate, was deeply favored by the master. With his master currently in seclusion, the senior disciples had all turned a blind eye to Sun Cheng's decision to pursue a beautiful woman and venture into the secular world. Of course, their attitude wasn't one of support—it was simply neither supportive nor opposed. To gain a respectable status that would allow him to approach Lin Caiwei, Sun Cheng first poisoned the renowned landscape painter Liu Shi, then successfully cured him, thus becoming his junior disciple. On the journey to Plain City, he unexpectedly learned that the Tang Dynasty's Jade Seal of Mandate would be featured in an exhibition, prompting him to hatch another scheme, collaborating with Qi Tongtu to successfully steal it. Each of these actions, however, he never mentioned to his senior disciples. After returning to Baihe Gate in a rather embarrassed state, he merely asked his seniors to help him seek justice. The fourth and second senior disciples exchanged glances; the second senior disciple even turned to look at the junior disciple. Sun Cheng avoided making eye contact, unable to meet Qin Feng's gaze, his resentment toward Qin Feng even deeper, and also bitter toward the fourth elder—why give him any chance to speak? Why not simply strike him down right then? The fourth elder sneered, saying, "Qin Feng, if indeed what you've claimed is true, we cannot afford to keep you alive. Once this reaches the ears of others, the White Crane Sect will be deeply embarrassed!" "Hah! You're truly a bunch of pretentious hypocrites," Qin Feng retorted. "You paint yourselves as righteous defenders of justice, yet behind closed doors, you engage in all sorts of unsavory deeds." He countered, "Do you really think that by killing me, these matters will vanish from memory? And do you really believe you can succeed in killing me?" The fourth elder scoffed, "I shall see just how it is that you've managed to grow so bold!" With that, he summoned his flying sword, fixed his gaze firmly on Qin Feng, and readied himself for an immediate assault. "Very well," Qin Feng replied, "I'd like to see just what the White Crane Sect has in store." Qin Feng casually drew a flourish of his sword, not forgetting to call out to Sun Cheng inside the carriage: "Grandson, how does it feel to be a turtle that keeps retracting its head? You're just good at staying behind and watching others take the lead—born with a turtle's fate, and yet you dare to make moves on my women!" Sun Cheng was furious: "Qin Feng, I'm not sure how long you can keep being stubborn!" Hmph—A fire dragon soared toward Sun Cheng. Sitting inside the carriage, he could only duck and avoid using his flying swords for defense. The dragon struck the carriage, leaving a large scorched patch. "You're dead meat," said the fourth senior brother, surprised that Qin Feng had pulled off such a maneuver right under his nose. He felt his face grow hot, having lost face before the second senior brother and the younger brother. With his face flushed, he launched an immediate attack. Flying swords surged forward, reaching Qin Feng's side in a matter of moments. Qin Feng quickly raised his Qinggang sword and vigorously defended. When... the two swords collided, sparks flew. Qin Feng's hands trembled with force—he hadn't expected the strength of his opponent's flying sword to be so great; his own green steel sword nearly flew out of his grasp. "Young man, the gap in rank between cultivators is an unbridgeable chasm. You may as well accept your fate," said his fourth senior brother, his tone fiercely blunt. "The heirs of Bai He Sect aren't very impressive—everyone here loves to boast with words. You've got the time to speak, then show me just how deep this chasm truly is!" Qin Feng retorted with sarcasm. "Arrogant!" The fourth senior brother's sword soared high, charging toward Qin Feng. As it closed in, barely thirty meters away, the sword suddenly split into two. Damn! Not doing this at all. In a one-on-one match, he still had the confidence to withstand several attacks. Now it's two against one—how is he supposed to fight? He can at least hide and wait. With a swift movement, he also kept a sharp eye out, carefully observing which swords were genuine and which were fake—once he identified the real ones, he would only need to deal with them, ignoring the fakes. Sssss… pffft… Both swords simultaneously pierced the spot where he had stood, stirring up a good deal of dust and leaving two identical small holes. Good heavens! Both flying swords are real! Qin Feng drew in a sharp breath, for the first time truly realizing the gap in strength between himself and his opponent. All he could rely on were a few scrolls—using low-level scrolls against true masters was clearly a poor strategy. Then again, he’d just have to retreat and wait. With a flash of movement, he vanished before the fourth elder brother. Sun Cheng immediately called out, “Brother, that young man is carrying his treasure items—be careful for a surprise attack from behind!” The second elder brother spoke confidently, “Young brother, don’t worry—with me here, no one will succeed in striking you from behind!” Sun Cheng arrived relieved, glad he had brought two senior brothers along—otherwise, it was far from certain whether he could manage Qin Feng. Qin Feng certainly wouldn’t be foolish enough to launch a surprise attack on the fourth senior brother; instead, he intended to strike at Sun Cheng. Huff—before Sun Cheng could react, a figure materialized in front of him, and a sharp long sword plunged toward his throat. Sun Cheng swiftly dodged, simultaneously summoning his own flying sword, only to find Qin Feng had vanished again. "A coward! Come out and fight me one-on-one! Hiding in the shadows like this isn't what a true hero does!" he shouted hysterically. The second senior brother reacted the fastest, exclaiming, "Younger brother, quickly check if Lin Caiwei is still here!" Sun Cheng was momentarily stunned, then instinctively opened the car door—only to find the carriage empty, with no trace of Lin’s figure. "Mighty well, I’ve been had!" He slammed the car door shut, angrily saying, "The young man has escaped, but I know exactly where his family lives, and I also know the name of his company. We're going to visit them personally!" The second senior brother frowned, "Enough! Do you really think we want the Baihe Sect to become the target of criticism across the cultivation world? Our iron rule is never to engage in disputes with people from the secular world. You've repeatedly broken these rules—do you have even the slightest sense of regret?" The fourth senior brother added, "Second Brother is right. Once this news spreads among the cultivation circles, our Baihe Sect will suffer a complete reputational collapse. The deputy abbot won't forgive you, and after Master completes his meditation retreat, he'll surely discipline you!" Sun Sheng immediately fell silent, unable to defy these two senior brothers. Yet he still insisted, "Can we just let him escape like this? My entire arm was cut off by them. My seniors must surely take justice into their own hands!" "Fourth brother said, 'Revenge is certain. For the honor of our Bai He Sect, these two indeed can't be spared. Second brother, what shall we do?' Second brother paused for a few seconds, then said, 'First, head to the city and find a good hotel to stay at. Then we'll act strategically. Mr. Qin can't keep hiding forever. We'll each take up positions—watching from the school, the company, and near his home. As soon as he shows himself, we'll surround him and eliminate him!' "