Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

“Long Chen, put down your weapon!”

One of the two Luo family Elders stationed at the Violet Immortal Pavilion’s gate rushed in, only to freeze in shock. Fearing Long Chen’s impulsiveness, he hastily warned him. If Long Chen killed this Elder, it would be a major trouble.

A chill ran down the Luo family Elder’s spine.

Luo Zichuan had told him to look after Long Chen, and he had thought the commotion would be nothing more than a minor scuffling between disciples. Dealing with that would be easy, wouldn’t it?

But who could have imagined that Long Chen would threaten to kill an Elder? Although this Elder wasn’t a combat specialist, his power couldn’t be underestimated. Yet, Long Chen had subdued him with ease.

Seeing reinforcements arrive, the captured Elder regained some confidence and roared, “Your Luo family’s brat has committed a major—!”

Before he could finish, Long Chen slapped him. His skin split open, blood splattering.

Held firmly in Long Chen’s grip, the Elder didn’t dare move. He couldn’t even activate his protective divine light. In this state, his physical body wasn’t much stronger than that of an ordinary Heaven Saint.

“Come on, old fogey, repeat what you just said. There are plenty of people here now. Maybe one of them can save you,” Long Chen said coldly.

“Long Chen, release him. Otherwise, it will only disturb more people,” urged the Luo family’s Elder, his voice anxious.

The Violet Immortal Pavilion’s alarm had been triggered, drawing a growing crowd. If Long Chen refused to stop, more Elders would come here, and the situation would escalate beyond control.

No matter what mistake that Elder had made, it wasn’t up to Long Chen to punish him. In any case, assaulting a superior was a grave offense. Although this rule was very irritating, it existed for a reason.

Pow, pow, pow, pow…

“Are you done? Who are you looking at?!” asked Long Chen as he delivered a series of brutal slaps, ignoring the Elders who had arrived.

“Brat, stop right now, or don’t blame me for being ruthless!” shouted an Elder.

Long Chen slowly turned to him, sneering. “Try it and see what happens.”

“You—!”

The Elder trembled with rage, but Long Chen remained defiant.

“Chen-er, release him!”

A powerful figure shouted and strode in… It was Luo Zichuan.

After dropping Long Chen in the Violet Immortal Pavilion, Luo Zichuan returned to his residence and prepared to focus on cultivation. However, before he had warmed up his seat, the tablet on his waist started flashing rapidly.

In an instant, he knew what was happening. After all, this was the signal for the Luo family’s Elders. Luo Zichuan immediately rushed over to Violet Immortal Pavilion.

Upon arrival, the sight that greeted him was nothing short of shocking—Long Chen stood with a sword impaled in an Elder’s chest, casually slapping him across the face.

Although Luo Zichuan hadn’t spent much time with Long Chen, he believed the boy understood restraint. After all, the High Firmament Academy had entrusted him with the position of dean. He should know how far to go without going over the limit.

Yet, seeing this, Luo Zichuan realized he had misjudged his grandson. Long Chen wasn’t someone who could be left unsupervised.

Seeing his grandfather arrive, Long Chen reluctantly released the Elder in his hand. But before letting go, he patted the Elder’s bloodied face and sneered, “Next time, mind your tongue. Otherwise, not even the heavens will be able to protect you.”

With a flick of his wrist, Long Chen pulled the sword and carelessly tossed the Elder aside. Humiliated and enraged, the Elder glared at Long Chen but ultimately remained silent.

Long Chen’s killing intent had shaken the Elder to the core. A moment more, and his will might have crumbled completely.

“Luo Zichuan, your family’s brat is really arrogant! He doesn’t respect his elders! Let’s see how you defend him now!” sneered an Elder from the Bi family.

Since the assaulted Elder wasn’t from the Bi family, this Elder looked very joyful.

“The children of the Luo family can protect themselves. You don’t need to trouble yourself,” Luo Zichuan replied lightly. “Just focus on looking after your family’s children… and perhaps even yourselves.”

When Luo Zichuan brought Long Chen here, he was only worried about him clashing with other disciples, which was why he had those Elders watch after him.

Yet, Long Chen didn’t just clash with disciples—he openly looked down on even violet-crown Divine Emperors. Only now did Luo Zichuan fully grasp his grandson’s character. He was far more like his father than expected, hiding abilities even Luo Zichuan couldn’t fathom.

Initially, Luo Zichuan had assumed Long Chen’s greatest strength lay in his formidable bloodline power. But against a violet-crown Divine Emperor, he should have been forced to restrain his arrogance.

Now, Luo Zichuan realized his mistake. He had underestimated his grandson.

Long Chen possessed shocking power. Once he stepped into the Human Emperor realm, even violet-crown Divine Emperors might have to tread carefully around him.

“Elder Zhixin, we should take this matter straight to the race leader! If the Luo family isn’t put in their place, they might think they can ascend to the heavens!” said the Elder from the Bi family

He eagerly tried to stoke the flames, cozying up to the assaulted Elder.

However, Elder Zhixin’s expression shifted. He glanced at Long Chen, then at the Bi family Elder, before snorting coldly. “This matter ends here.”

Without another word, he turned and left, leaving the Bi family Elder and the surrounding crowd stunned. Was he really willing to swallow his pride after such humiliation?

Luo Zichuan watched his retreating figure, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. He had underestimated this man.

Elder Zhixin was quite shrewd. He knew that reporting the matter would drag him and his family into the Luo and Bi family’s power struggle, making them pawns in their messy conflict. Worse yet, he was genuinely afraid of Long Chen. He had sensed something terrifying—this youth wasn’t just a warrior; he was a Yama King.

Rather than getting involved, he chose to endure and let the Bi family deal with Long Chen. He and his family could just be spectators. If the Bi family succeeded, his vengeance would be settled without him lifting a finger. But if they failed, he and his family could remain neutral, avoiding unnecessary losses.

Luo Zichuan had never expected Elder Zhixin to be able to make such a sound decision in his fury. His opinion of Elder Zhixin rose.

Realizing that his plan to incite conflict had failed, the Bi family Elder quickly switched his target. Pointing toward the corpse on the ground, he shouted, “Long Chen, how dare you kill someone here—!”

“Did you see me kill anyone?” Long Chen cut him off, his voice calm but filled with a dangerous edge. “If you don’t even know what happened and insist on slandering me, I might just slap you.”

“There are so many witnesses! Do you think you can just talk your way out of this?!” shouted the Elder.

Yet, when he turned to the surrounding disciples, he was met with hesitant glances. The truth was clear—Long Chen hadn’t delivered the killing blow. That disciple had died at Elder Zhixin’s hands.

Long Chen ignored the commotion. He turned to Luo Zichuan and casually said, “Grandfather, I’m going back to studying.”

Without a care, Long Chen continued searching for a technique that caught his interest, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, Luo Zichuan decided against returning to his cultivation. Instead, he stayed in the outer region, standing guard to protect Long Chen.

Unbeknownst to everyone, in a corner of the violet blood race’s territory, the race leader was observing the events in the Violet Immortal Pavilion.

“This boy is far too ruthless. He’s useless to us… and may even bring disaster upon our race. It would be best to get rid of him as soon as possible.”

A chilling voice echoed through the darkness.