“Someone who doesn’t even dare return to his own sect isn’t even worthy to carry my shoes. If you don’t kneel and kowtow nine times today, I’ll kill all of you, master and disciples alike.”

Although the disciples of the Three Mountains, Two Sects, and One School often had conflicts and fought among themselves, it was rare for them to actually kill each other. After all, the elders above were watching, and everyone had their own backers. But Matthew Cooper thought to himself, this David Smith was completely ignored in Yushan.

Even if he died, as long as no one came forward to point fingers, they could just say he was killed by monsters while treasure hunting, and probably no one would pursue it too much.

Besides, even if they did investigate, his father would shield him. He didn’t believe they’d really go to war with Qingming Mountain over such a useless person.

Seeing that Ethan Clark didn’t respond, Matthew Cooper thought Ethan Clark was considering his proposal, and laughed smugly: “A guy whose disciple is better than himself—do you even have any dignity left? Your disciple is stronger than you. If he were here, maybe he could spar with me, but you’re nowhere near that level. Go back and learn from your disciple, ha... ha...”

“Oh!” Matthew Cooper slapped his head and laughed exaggeratedly: “Haha... I forgot, your genius disciple tried to save you. I think your genius disciple is also at the late stage of Yukun, right? What a pity! He’s trapped inside. Now you’re out of options. Unless you kneel and kowtow nine times, I’ll personally take your head and your disciples’ heads, then throw you all into this strange maze to feed those mutated spider demons.”

While Matthew Cooper was speaking, Ethan Clark was carrying John Smith and remained silent.

His supernatural power was still there, but now his thunder technique could only unleash seventy percent of its power. It seemed David Smith’s body was limiting his strength. With seventy percent of his thunder technique’s power, if he used his strongest move, “Thunderstorm,” its power... should still reach the mid-Yuanshen stage.

Ethan Clark measured the power of his thunder technique according to the cultivation world’s standards in David Smith’s memory.

Once he had a sense of it, Ethan Clark looked up at Matthew Cooper. Even though his thunder technique could only unleash seventy percent of its power, it was still enough to easily reach the mid-Yuanshen stage. Damn, a guy who hasn’t even reached the Yuanshen stage dares to demand that I kowtow to him.

Suddenly, Ethan Clark remembered a classic line from his own era: “Other than death, he has no other choice.”

Kowtowing—even though he was just Yushan trash, he was still a Yushan disciple. Probably even the strongest people in Qingming Mountain had never seen a Yushan disciple kowtow. If he told his father about this, it would definitely be more interesting than just killing them.

Matthew Cooper was lost in his own fantasies. If he really made him kowtow, it would be hard not to become famous.

“Boom...” Just as Matthew Cooper was daydreaming, a massive ball of lightning suddenly crashed down from the sky.

“Not good...” Matthew Cooper realized it a bit too late. He didn’t even have time to draw his low-grade spirit sword, and could only unleash the Qingming Sword Intent to block the sudden attack.

“Boom... boom...” Thunderstorm’s most terrifying aspect was that it exploded instantly upon encountering resistance.

The massive ball of lightning within the Thunderstorm exploded, and its immense power blasted Matthew Cooper away, not even leaving a trace behind.

A cultivator who hasn’t reached the Yuanshen stage isn’t much different from an ordinary person when facing danger—if their body is destroyed, they die. Only those who reach the Yuanshen stage have a chance for their soul to escape if their body is destroyed; reaching Yuanshen is like gaining an extra life.

Ethan Clark never made a move unless necessary, but once he did, he was absolutely ruthless, never dragging things out, never hesitating, and never giving the enemy a chance.

As he wiped out Matthew Cooper, another bolt of lightning struck toward Jacob Wright. This was just an ordinary lightning strike. It was extremely fast, but only a third as powerful as Thunderstorm—still more than enough to deal with Jacob Wright, who was only at the mid-Yukun stage.

Jacob Wright hadn’t even figured out what was happening, and was about to ask his senior brother Matthew Cooper for help, when he too was instantly killed by Ethan Clark.

Killed!! Instantly, too... Olivia Smith, Emily Harris, and Sophia Sullivan, the three disciples, were all stunned, then slowly turned to look at Ethan Clark. Is this... really our master?

Chapter 4: Dodge

“What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and dodge.”

Could it be that all my disciples have slow reactions? Why are they just standing there like idiots? Seriously.

Ethan Clark unceremoniously stepped forward and picked up the low-grade spirit sword left behind by Matthew Cooper. Collecting spoils of war is a very important part of warfare, and Ethan Clark was the only one in the army who ever gave a special lecture on how to clean up after a battle.

Dodge? For what? What does Master want us to do?

What does “dodge” mean? Why does Master talk so strangely after waking up? Ah, could it be that Master’s brain is damaged?

Master has changed, but I like it. This is the real master of mine, Emily Harris. So satisfying—he instantly killed that bastard who dared to make Master kowtow. Now he doesn’t even have the chance to kowtow to Master.

Olivia Smith, Sophia Sullivan, and Emily Harris looked at the huge change in Ethan Clark, and with all the things he said that they didn’t understand, they could only stand there. Everything had happened so suddenly—their master had instantly killed a late-stage Yukun expert.