"What kind of stir can a greenhorn like this possibly create, even if he's at the Dao Jade Fifth Realm?" Huo Hangku's face was filled with disdain.
From beginning to end, he had never taken Luo Xiu and his group seriously. If it weren't for the face and reputation of the Swordfire Divine Sect, plus the fact that it was conveniently on his way, he wouldn't have wasted ti hunting down Luo Xiu with Huo Zhuixing.
Huo Zhuixing felt extrely frustrated, but he dared not show it. As the Great Elder, he now had no standing whatsoever in front of Huo Hangku, the junior Sect Master. There was nothing he could do, as Huo Hangku had already stepped into the Emperor Realm. In the Cultivation World, strength had always determined one's status and identity.
At that mont, Luo Xiu, who was surrounded by the crowd, finally spoke up. "Well... are you done yapping? If you are, then get on with it. I'm busy and short on ti."
Huo Hangku looked up at Luo Xiu and said coldly, "Kid, you're courting death."
Upon hearing this, Luo Xiu smiled indifferently and scanned the crowd, feeling a sudden sense of boredom. From their attire, the cultivators present seed to belong to two different factions. One was naturally the Swordfire Divine Sect. As for the other, based on the symbols on their clothes, it had to be the Heavenly Moon Cult. But aside from Huo Hangku and his Emperor Realm aura, the rest were all just in the Dao Jade Realm. Luo Xiu found this utterly uninteresting.
Luo Xiu chuckled. "I'm not like you dogs; I don't have the energy to wander around looking for shit every day."
With that, he looked at Huo Zhuixing, who was beside Huo Hangku, and said mockingly, "Old thing, you tracked down using the Divine Sense on the Magnetic Key, didn't you?"
Huo Zhuixing let out a cold snort. "Death is at your doorstep, yet you still dare to act so wildly!"
Just then, an old man in a silver robe stepped out from the crowd and approached Huo Hangku. "Master Huo, this boy calls himself Asura. His actions are heinous; not long ago, he murdered Elder Ji of our church. Why don't you let this old man take care of him?"
Huo Hangku gestured with his hand. "Elder Wei, please, be my guest." He had inford the Heavenly Moon Cult about this pursuit of "Asura" precisely so they would be the ones to act. This way, he could earn a favor, and the Swordfire Divine Sect wouldn't have to suffer any losses. It was killing two birds with one stone.
Elder Wei nodded slightly as an overwhelming aura erupted from his body, causing the nearby space to tremble. Five crescent-shaped Dao Jades quietly appeared in the void behind him. He was indeed at the Dao Jade Fifth Realm!
With a casual stretch of his hand, a magic staff appeared out of nowhere. "Asura, today this old man will slay you to appease the spirit of our Elder Ji in heaven!"
Lao Ba spread his wings and shot into the air. "You hoary old thief, you white-haired rascal! Let your Eighth Master deal with you!"
Elder Wei looked on with contempt. "A re bald chicken, a filthy, lowly fowl! You aren't worthy!"
In the next mont, however, as the eerie and terrifying black flas roared toward him, Elder Wei's face went pale. He desperately wished he could swallow the words he had just spoken. In a panic, he unleashed one Taoist Art after another, even activating his Divine Skills. But without exception, all of them were incinerated into nothingness by the black flas in an instant.
Lao Ba shouted, "Before my Golden Crow Divine Fire, everything is trash!"
He descended from the sky, pinning Elder Wei to the ground with a single claw. His sharp talons beca a blur of afterimages, and in a few swift moves, he tore Elder Wei's clothes to shreds. Curled up stark naked on the ground, unable to stand or lie down, Elder Wei was utterly humiliated.
"You dared to call a bald chicken, old thief? Eighth Master will let you taste what it's like to be bald!"
The disciples of the Swordfire Divine Sect couldn't help but want to laugh upon seeing the usually high and mighty Elder Wei with his bare bottom exposed. The followers of the Heavenly Moon Cult, however, were grinding their teeth in fury, wishing they could tear Lao Ba to pieces right then and there. Lao Ba's actions were an insult not just to Elder Wei, but to the entire Heavenly Moon Cult! If word got out that a respected Inner Elder of the mighty Heavenly Moon Cult had been publicly stripped and shad, they would beco an absolute laughingstock.
"Beast, that's enough!" Huo Hangku bellowed, flashing forward to stop Lao Ba. As the Sect Master of the Swordfire Divine Sect, he had to consider his ally's dignity.
He also realized that this ridiculous-looking bald chicken was actually so kind of Divine Beast, with strength likely already at the Emperor Realm!
Suddenly, a powerful aura surged toward Lao Ba. The void behind Huo Hangku blazed with a brilliant purple light as a Purple Life Wheel silently erged. This was the symbol of a Profound Emperor!
Lao Ba glanced over and sneered, "A re Profound Emperor dares to show off in front of Eighth Master!"
Lao Ba would not indulge anyone. He flapped his wings, fanning a cloud of black fla toward Huo Hangku. Then, his enormous body dove down, swift as lightning, pinning Huo Hangku to the ground with one claw.
"Show off in front of others if you want, that's fine! But show off in front of your Eighth Master, and I'll kill you in minutes!"
R-R-RIP…
With the sound of tearing fabric, Huo Hangku was also stripped naked by Lao Ba.
The disciples of both factions were utterly dumbfounded.
None of them could believe it. Even Huo Hangku, a Profound Emperor, was in such a sorry state, utterly unable to fight back! What kind of terrifying existence was this bald chicken?
"I recall you also called your Eighth Master bald, didn't you, kid?" Lao Ba said, then lifted his shiny bald head and scanned the bewildered disciples. "In that case, Eighth Master will let you taste what it's like to be bald too!
"Those who want to run can run now!
"As for those who don't, get over here and line up! Strip off your clothes for Eighth Master!
"Eighth Master is going to inspect each of your bodies!
"Hmm... those few girls have to strip too!"
"..."
Everyone exchanged glances, no one daring to utter a word. Besides, who would dare to actually run at a ti like this?
After a mont, the disciples from both factions were squatting on the ground in neat rows. Without exception, everyone was stripped down to their underwear.
"Hands on your heads! And all of you shout, 'Eighth Master is so handso'!"
A disciple from the Swordfire Divine Sect timidly called out, "Eighth... Eighth Master is so handso."
"What, haven't you eaten?! Louder!"
The disciples of both factions shouted in unison: "Eighth Master is so handso!"
Lao Ba had a look of pure enjoynt on his face. "Not bad, not bad. Again."
"Eighth Master is so handso!"
"..."
…
「Elsewhere.」
Luo Xiu and Master Ping, who had been silently watching Lao Ba's performance, exchanged glances, both wearing odd expressions.
The whole scene just felt a bit strange.
Master Ping's mouth twitched. "Uh, isn't this bald chicken going a bit too far?"
Luo Xiu shrugged. "If we were the weak and powerless ones today, they probably would have been even more ruthless."
Master Ping nodded. "That's true."
"..."
While Lao Ba was reveling in the cheers, an icy female voice suddenly echoed through the void. "I wonder who you esteed ones are, to act with such arrogance."
Hearing the voice, Lao Ba's expression turned serious, and he quickly turned his head toward Luo Xiu. "Crown Prince, looks like a tough one's here!"
Luo Xiu, however, remained unperturbed. "It seems the real big fish has finally arrived," he said calmly.
But why does the voice sound so familiar?
Just then, Huo Hangku, who was still pinned under Lao Ba's foot, shouted at the top of his lungs, "i Ji, co save !"
"..."
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