Chapter 34: Master of the Southern School

In his early twenties, an Innate Realm Expert was exceedingly rare even among the five major sects, appearing perhaps only once every few decades. Observing Michael suspended in mid-air, Russell and others realized just how formidable the foundation of South Figaro Martial Hall was, and why so many were eager to enter it. "You want to kill me just because I'm not qualified to enter this place? Is this the rule set by South Figaro Martial Hall?" Titus gazed at Michael. "Titus, stop talking." Anya quickly got up and grabbed Titus, trying to stop him from speaking further, as the more he spoke, the more likely he was to enrage Michael. After all, the opponent was an Innate Realm Expert, not Chloe. "Yes, you have recklessly caused trouble within my South Figaro Martial Hall's battle zone, violating our rules. Therefore, even if I kill you, nobody would object," said Michael proudly. "What a statement, 'even if I kill you, nobody would say anything'. Using public office for private gain and still speaking so righteously." Titus's feet stirred up a dense Blade Gale, turning the surrounding air into a milky white color. Within the Blade Gale, an invincible blade intent emerged, stronger than before. Titus's entire being seemed to faintly transform into a peerless divine blade. Feeling the overwhelming blade intent released by Titus, onlookers couldn't help but show surprise, especially Russell and others, whose expressions were filled with astonishment. Had Titus not been using his full strength before? Bang! A deafening blade hum resonated, and the younger generation felt a piercing pain in their hearts, as if sliced by a blade, then they saw Titus transformed into a divine blade, slashing towards Michael. "You overestimate yourself, get out of my way." Michael snorted coldly, casually raising his hand as the power of the Innate Realm formed a thick layer of defense around him. Boom! The blade intent struck. Michael's body trembled slightly, and the Innate Realm power in his hand was almost extinguished. His complexion changed. The blade intent of a Semi-Knife Dao Grandmaster was so terrifying? Had Titus been at the same Innate Realm level, perhaps this blade intent would have been enough to kill him. The power of a blade cultivator was indeed frightening... The onlookers were stunned, and Russell and others had complicated expressions. If they hadn't witnessed it themselves, they would never have imagined Titus to be this powerful. With a cultivation at the Element Integration Stage, he was actually able to contend with the Innate Realm. Although it was just one move, it was already shocking, considering the vast difference in their cultivation realms. Suddenly, Titus leveraged his momentum to rush towards another direction. Trouble... Michael's expression drastically changed, as Titus's target was none other than Chloe's location. "Titus, you dare!" Zyaire shouted angrily. As a blade itself, Titus radiated an overwhelming blade intent. The dazzling Blade Gale, embodying an unstoppable force, raged around, with some stray blade qi even cutting into the walls and pillars of the front hall, leaving varying depths of marks. Slash! Titus unleashed his strongest strike. The protective lightning aura desperately summoned by Chloe, along with the star power borrowed from Skynet's myriad methods, were completely penetrated by Titus's blade intent. "Don't worry, you won't die, just a shattered Sea of Qi. The pain suffered by those Inner Sect disciples you crippled, as well as what I endured, you'll get to experience it." Titus slowly retracted his hand, as Chloe's Sea of Qi within her abdomen shattered. "No!" Chloe let out a wail of despair. For her, shattering her Sea of Qi was more painful than death. She had been a revered figure, destined to lead the entire Skynet Sect and potentially even reach the high echelons of South Figaro Martial Hall, even standing at the pinnacle of Xanth City, looking down upon all beings. But with her Sea of Qi completely shattered, Chloe's anticipated future also crumbled. Michael's eyes were filled with intense killing intent. He had initially intervened on behalf of Chloe out of a sense of obligation, intending to use this connection to get closer to the Yates Family and Amir's left envoy. After all, this was a great achievement. However, Titus's crippling of Chloe ruined his plans. "You're courting death!" Michael's eyes blazed with killing intent, his powerful palm force sweeping towards Titus, creating layers of shockwaves. The strike of an enraged Innate Realm Expert was incredibly formidable. Facing the deadly palm, Titus prepared to unleash Illusion Annihilation. "Get away!" A furious shout came from the sky. Bang! The air exploded, and Michael, who was about to hit Titus, was blown away by the blast, tumbling to the ground and retreating dozens of steps before stopping. The sudden turn of events left everyone stunned. A lean, white-haired elder descended from the sky. Titus recognized the elder – wasn't he the senior guarding the Path of Life and Death? Feeling the terrifying aura of the white-haired elder gradually receding, not only Zyaire and others felt immense pressure, but even the stewards of South Figaro Martial Hall changed color, drenched in cold sweat, especially the South Figaro Martial Hall steward. Michael's face turned pale, and he dared not make a sound, as the elder was too terrifying. Merely with a shout, he caused an air explosion and repelled him. The cultivation of the white-haired elder was unfathomable. Who exactly was he? As everyone in the hall was shocked and puzzled, they all speculated about the identity of the white-haired elder. "Greetings, Left Hall Master!" The South Figaro Martial Hall steward suddenly remembered something and quickly performed a grand salute. The Hall Master? Zyaire and others gasped in disbelief. They hadn't expected this ordinary-looking white-haired elder to be the Hall Master of South Figaro Martial Hall. What was even more unbelievable was that this Hall Master personally intervened to protect Titus... "Do you recognize me?" The white-haired elder seemed surprised as he glanced at the steward. "I have been fortunate enough to serve in South Figaro Martial Hall for sixty-three years and had the honor of seeing the Left Hall Master once," the steward hurriedly replied. "It's rare that you still remember me." After a brief response from the white-haired elder, he turned his gaze to Titus, "Are you willing to become my disciple?" What! Everyone present was shocked. The Hall Master of South Figaro Martial Hall, actually offering to take Titus as his disciple. Being a disciple was different from being a member; it was akin to a master-apprentice relationship, meaning personal guidance from the Hall Master himself. Previously, Amir's left envoy came to recruit Chloe, but that was just to practice together, not as a disciple. Even if it were, how could a left envoy compare to a Hall Master? Instantly, Russell and others looked at Titus with envy, some even displaying intense jealousy, wishing they were in his place. Anya's cold face showed uncontrollable joy. Although she and Titus had always been at odds, it was merely due to incompatible personalities. If Titus had a chance for greater growth in the future, Anya would still be happy for him. Elder Lilah was extremely pleased, as Titus was Anya's brother. Not only was Titus a powerful blade cultivator, but now he had also caught the attention of the Left Hall Master of South Figaro Martial Hall, akin to ascending to the heavens in one step. With this connection, Anya's future in South Figaro Martial Hall would undoubtedly be smoother, and the disciples of Icy Heart Sect would also benefit. This was a great fortune for the Icy Heart Sect. It was just a pity that the Icy Heart Sect did not accept male disciples; otherwise, if they had taken Titus in the beginning, the Icy Heart Sect could have risen in South Figaro Martial Hall because of this. Zyaire's face turned ashen, full of regret. Now that Chloe was crippled, if Titus had no background, the Skynet Sect might still have troubled him. But now, who would dare to mess with a disciple of the Left Hall Master of South Figaro Martial Hall? If only he had known, he would not have abandoned Titus...