Chapter 49: Miu Tyanh
Half a day later, within the inner sect of the Abyss Pit Sect.
By the serene waterfront of Withered Orchid Fall, a quaint villa courtyard stood nestled against the blue water. Inside, Kinson Wexford—draped in a luxurious brocade robe and adorned with a jade crown—exuded an air of refined elegance and valor. He was in the midst of lecturing his junior brothers on the intricacies of their cultivation arts. His voice flowed like a gentle stream, calm and assured, each word dripping with poise. His confidence was magnetic, almost tangible, drawing the admiration and trust of everyone present.
The junior disciples watched him with wide eyes, their chests swelling with awe. Their faces mirrored a single thought: If only I could be like Senior Brother Wexford someday!
Kinson Wexford noticed their gazes and smiled faintly. With a subtle shift of his stance, he amplified his aura, transforming into a figure of grandeur—a sage straight out of an ancient scroll painting.
But then—BAM!—the tranquility shattered as the courtyard gate was violently kicked open.
"Kinson Wexford, crawl out here and DIE!"
The junior disciples froze, their minds struggling to process the sudden intrusion. Before they could react, a burly, muscular figure clad in an indigo robe swaggered in, his long hair fluttering like a banner in the wind. His piercing eyes swept across the courtyard, locking onto Kinson Wexford with an intensity that could melt steel. Without a word, he hurled a fist forward, the force of his punch roaring like a thunderclap.
The attack was laced with eerie whispers, a haunting undercurrent that sent shivers down the spines of the onlookers. Midway through its arc, the juniors swayed, their minds clouded by dizziness. Unconsciously, they stumbled into Kinson Wexford's path, blocking his escape.
"Miu Tyanh, how dare you?!" Kinson Wexford's eyes widened in shock. The attack was blindingly fast, and the punch carried the full force of an Advanced Phase Foundation Stage cultivator. Instinct screamed at him to retreat, but Miu Tyanh's Heart Ghoul Fist Art—a technique honed to menacing perfection—had already ensnared Wexford's weaker, early Phase Foundation junior brothers. They were now under the hypnotic control of the Heart Ghoul technique, forming an unintentional barrier that blocked Kinson Wexford's escape.