Though he was a Grandmaster, a significant portion of his actual strength came from those inner cores, and his real combat experience was practically non-existent. While he knew many superb martial arts, they were merely skills practiced in peacetime, never truly tested in battle; even that strike just now was purely instinctive...

If the opponent hadn't known he was a Grandmaster, if the true essence within him hadn't surpassed the innate Zhenqi, even that Innate Martial Master from moments ago would have been enough to severely wound him...

Now, assailed by attacks from three sides simultaneously, he was momentarily lost on what to do, naturally being blasted away by the trio. It was only because his cultivation realm was superior to theirs that this combined assault didn't kill him outright...

Seeing Lin Xiaoyi sent flying by the three, Ye Jingyu showed no intention of moving. Lin Xiaoyi's strength had reached the Grandmaster level; dealing with three Innate Martial Masters should be more than enough. If he couldn't even handle three Innate Martial Masters, how could he possibly face the various crises ahead?

It was Luo Ling'er who wanted to intervene upon seeing Lin Xiaoyi struck away, but she was grabbed and held back by Ye Jingyu...

"Hahaha, still a Grandmaster? Turns out all you have are a few flashy, useless tricks..." Seeing a Grandmaster expert blasted away by the combined force of the three of them, a wild laugh erupted from the trio. Especially when they noticed Ye Jingyu and the others dared not move, they assumed their strength had intimidated the rest of the group...

Hearing their arrogant laughter, Lin Xiaoyi, his face a mask of humiliation, slowly stood up. Under the harmonization of his true essence, his internal injuries weren't too severe. He looked towards Ye Jingyu standing at the doorway, then at the two young women tossed to the side, and the handful of burly men gradually converging—the killing intent in his eyes intensified...

"I'll kill you all... Heavenly Dipper Fist..." Lin Xiaoyi's body lunged forward, unleashing the Tiangang Quan of the Heavenly Dipper Sect without hesitation...

Instantly, a powerful fist aura materialized around his knuckles, blasting toward the burly men in front of him...

These burly men seemed to grasp the might of the fist aura and dared not meet it head-on. Instead, they instantly scattered, evading Lin Xiaoyi's strike. Immediately, before Lin Xiaoyi could launch a second move, one of them hammered a fist into Lin Xiaoyi's right shoulder...

Lin Xiaoyi staggered, nearly falling to the ground. He quickly employed the Ruthless Palm (Wuqing Zhang), viciously striking at the man, but that attacker had already retreated after delivering his blow. How could Lin Xiaoyi's palm connect? In fact, he merely wasted the true essence churning within him...

At this moment, another burly man swept out a leg, striking Lin Xiaoyi's lower abdomen. The immense force sent Lin Xiaoyi flying again, and a fresh mouthful of blood sprayed from his lips...

Witnessing a Grandmaster expert being toyed with so easily by several Innate Martial Masters, even Ye Jingyu found it hard to simply observe...

However, Lin Xiaoyi roared and charged at the burly men once more, but he was continuously repelled by their alternating punches and kicks. As he focused on parrying their assaults, he was wholly overpowered...

"You are a Grandmaster! You possess greater strength than them! You should be the one initiating the attack, not them!" Seeing that Lin Xiaoyi showed no sign of gaining ground, Ye Jingyu finally couldn't hold back and cursed out loud...

Lin Xiaoyi froze, then immediately understood. The actual skill level of these men was below his own, yet they were relying on vast experience to continuously maneuver around him, each only delivering a single punch before withdrawing. He, on the other hand, tried to counter the person who attacked him, resulting in him being led around by the nose...

Understanding dawned. Lin Xiaoyi ignored the man currently attacking him and suddenly jabbed a finger forward, aiming directly at the foremost opponent...

A sharp gust of wind tore through the air—it was the Heartless Finger (Jueqing Zhi) from the Heartless Sect...

The face of that burly man shifted slightly, and his body swiftly dodged sideways. The others, however, launched their attacks simultaneously. Yet, Lin Xiaoyi paid their onslaught no heed. His body suddenly launched into the air, simultaneously evading their combined strikes, delivering an aerial kick directly downwards...

It was precisely the Shadowless Kick (Wuying Tui) of the Falling Shadow Sect...

"Crack..." A crisp sound echoed. Although the man managed to evade the finger strike, his sternum was caught by Lin Xiaoyi's kick. The massive inflow of true essence flooded into his body, instantly sending waves of agony through him, and his frame rocketed backward. A hot sensation rose in his throat, and another gush of blood erupted...

Having injured one man with a single move, Lin Xiaoyi, suspended in mid-air, immediately faced the attacks of six burly men. But he extended both fingers, forming a streak of golden sword light—it was the Spirit Link Sword Finger (Lingxi Jianzhi)...

Although that sword gleam appeared somewhat blurred, even translucent, its sheer, formidable power made the six men inwardly tremble with dread...

The men who had been charging Lin Xiaoyi suddenly retracted their momentum and retreated rapidly. As Lin Xiaoyi’s feet touched the ground, he instantly accelerated, driving both fingers toward the neck of another burly man...

That man’s heart shuddered, wanting to evade, but Lin Xiaoyi’s speed at this moment was overwhelming. Especially that faint golden sword shadow, which arrived before his neck in the space of a mere breath—how could he possibly dodge it?

Was he about to die? A thread of despair flashed through the man’s mind, mingled with a flicker of confusion: Which young master’s retainer was this? How could a mere pageboy possess such terrifying power?

Just as the man resigned himself to certain death, a strong gust of wind shot in from within, striking Lin Xiaoyi’s left shoulder. Immediately, a spurt of crimson blood shot outward, and Lin Xiaoyi’s body was carried backward by the force of the wind, landing heavily near Ye Jingyu’s feet...

At this juncture, the inner door swung open, and Lü Yun stepped out, clad only in an inner vest...

On his back lay Xiao Ying, completely naked and trembling uncontrollably...

"Who are you people, daring to cause trouble here? Are you tired of living?" Lü Yun swept his divine sense over Ye Jingyu and the others as he emerged.

He discovered that aside from Lin Xiaoyi, whom he had struck away, the rest of the group were merely 'ordinary people'...

Ye Jingyu possessed the Chaos Body; he didn't even have meridians, naturally possessing no trace of true essence. Luo Ling'er was a Soul Immortal whose powerful soul energy shielded her true might, invisible to Lü Yun's gaze. Hu Yanmeng’s body contained only spiritual energy, no true essence. As for Mu Fei, he was a mere zombie, entirely devoid of true essence. Therefore, in Lü Yun's estimation, this group was nothing more than a band of spoiled young masters out for an excursion...

And young masters without any trace of true essence likely didn't belong to any major family. In that case, what did it matter if he killed them?

With this thought, Lü Yun's gaze settled upon Hu Yanmeng and Luo Ling'er. In that spot, his eyes burned with a heat so intense that he completely overlooked the anomaly of a Grandmaster-level combatant somehow being just a family retainer...

(Third update complete)