Wuxia Across the Heavens: I Collect Side Effects

Her actions were too impulsive. If she had actually injured the young man, it would have been a huge loss of face for her, a sect leader, to have taken a junior seriously and even injured him.

Why take a child so seriously!

What's more, this person also saved the disciples of Emei.

She was secretly annoyed, but it was too late to withdraw her palm strike.

Seeing the palm wind coming towards him, Su Xin instantly felt the immense power contained within it. He dared not be careless in the slightest. He instantly circulated his internal energy to its limit, completely merging the Vajra Force and the Seven Injury Fist, and threw out a punch as well.

"puff--"

Before the palm wind and fist wind collided, a sharp force clashed first. Su Xin felt a slight tightness in his chest, and was actually injured by the force of the palm wind.

The next second, the fist and the palm collided with a deafening roar.

With a loud "bang," far exceeding the power of any previous collision, a faint sonic boom could be heard in the air.

In the midst of this extreme collision, Su Xin felt his Vajra Force suddenly boil over, his blood and qi surging, and the bottlenecks he had encountered in his previous cultivation were instantly broken.

The Mighty Vajra Fist had surprisingly broken through to the Great Perfection realm in this extreme duel!

The shockwave from the collision of fists and palms swept in all directions. Su Xin felt a tingling numbness in his arm and a slight surging of blood and qi within his body. He subconsciously took three steps back before regaining his balance. A faint trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, a mark of the injury he had sustained from the force of the impact.

The Abbess Miejue opposite her only swayed slightly on the surface, without moving an inch, still maintaining the dignity of a sect leader.

But only she knew that the calm she appeared to be inside was long gone.

Although she seemed to have the upper hand in that attack, her internal injuries had actually worsened. Her meridians were aching, her internal energy was in disarray, and even raising her hand felt difficult.

She looked up at Su Xin, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes—surprise, annoyance, and a barely perceptible hint of approval—while inwardly thinking to herself:

Before I knew it, I had fallen for this kid's trick; I had underestimated his talent and strength.

After a moment of silence, Abbess Miejue slowly spoke. Although her tone still carried a hint of arrogance, it was less provocative and more appreciative: "Young and promising. To have such attainments at such a young age is truly rare."

Su Xin nodded slightly, his expression calm and composed, and replied, "I am still a little lacking. Judging from your appearance, Master, you are probably no longer able to fight. Today's sparring should end when we have reached our goal."

Upon hearing this, Abbess Miejue forced a smile and slowly nodded, secretly relieved.

She was already at her limit, and Su Xin's decision to stop gave her a way out and saved her from the embarrassment of losing face in front of her disciples.

Seeing that she acquiesced, Su Xin said no more and turned to leave. He needed to go to the Western Regions as soon as possible to find the Five-Colored Snow Spider and the Snow Mountain Jade Spider, and did not want to linger here any longer.

Just then, a series of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from all around. A group of men dressed in tight-fitting clothes and carrying weapons quietly surrounded them. Each of them had a fierce expression and a sharp aura, and they completely surrounded the open space where the two were.

The leader, dressed in white, with a handsome face and an arrogant demeanor, was none other than Yang Xiao.

It turned out that Yang Xiao had already discovered Abbess Miejue's whereabouts and planned to use this as a pretext to ambush her and teach this crazy old woman who was determined to kill him a lesson.

But to his utter surprise, Abbess Miejue was sparring with a strange young man, and the two were evenly matched, each suffering losses. For him, this was a golden opportunity.

Yang Xiao crossed his arms, his gaze mocking as he looked at Abbess Miejue, a sneer playing on his lips, a cold laugh escaping his lips inward.

That crazy woman finally met her end.

That Gu Hongzi was a good-for-nothing. He died of anger after losing a martial arts match, but Abbess Miejue made an irreconcilable feud with him because of it.

Today, we'll give her a good beating and completely crush her will thoughts of revenge!

Su Xin was surrounded by men in tight-fitting clothes. He paused, realizing something was wrong.

Now, they were inexplicably drawn into the conflict between Yang Xiao and Miejue.

He glanced at the crowd that had gathered around him, finally fixing his gaze on Yang Xiao. His expression was calm as he asked, "You are Yang Xiao?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling on Su Xin, his tone tinged with amusement and amusement: "That is indeed me. Speaking of which, I should thank Brother Su. If it weren't for Brother Su's fierce battle with this madwoman, which depleted her inner strength, I wouldn't have had such an excellent opportunity to strike."

These words shocked everyone present.

Abbess Miejue and the group of Emei disciples immediately turned to look at Su Xin, their eyes filled with doubt and wariness. Even Ji Xiaofu, who was watching from afar, couldn't help but frown, her heart filled with confusion.

Su Xin was dumbfounded, a hint of helplessness flashing across his face.

He never expected that Yang Xiao would be so shameless, sowing discord from the start and dragging him into the mess as well.

As expected, the legendary Yang Xiao, with his arrogant and somewhat cunning nature, lived up to his reputation upon meeting him today.

He composed himself and said coldly to Yang Xiao, "Don't wrong me. I was just sparring with Abbess Miejue. You've obviously been eyeing her for a long time, otherwise you wouldn't have brought so many people to ambush her here. Why drag me into this?"

Abbess Miejue stood there, listening to the conversation between the two, her mind in complete turmoil.

She maintained a calm facade, but her internal injuries were worsening. Her meridians were throbbing with pain, and her internal energy was so disordered that it was almost impossible to circulate. She struggled to even support herself, let alone fight Yang Xiao.

Her gaze swept over Yang Xiao's men who had surrounded her, and then she looked at the panicked Emei disciples behind her. She knew in her heart that she would probably not be able to escape today.

Looking around, among those present, only Su Xin still had the strength to fight, and only he might be able to help the Emei Sect overcome this calamity.

Abbess Miejue took a deep breath, suppressing the excruciating pain within her body, and looked at Su Xin. Her tone carried a hint of pleading, yet she maintained the dignity of a sect leader: "Young Master Su, I hope you can protect my Emei Sect."

Upon hearing this, Su Xin was stunned and turned to look at Abbess Miejue with a blank expression.

What does that mean?

He had no connection with the Emei Sect, only having met Ji Xiaofu once and just sparred with Abbess Miejue. Why was he suddenly asked to protect the Emei Sect?

Master Miejue ignored his surprise, her gaze slowly sweeping over the Emei disciples behind her, finally landing on Ji Xiaofu, her eyes filled with a mixture of determination and expectation.

She knew in her heart that she was likely to die today. Just now, in order to save face for the sect leader, she had taken several punches from Su Xin, and her internal injuries were already very serious. She was no match for Yang Xiao at all. All she could do now was to leave a trace of incense for the Emei Sect.