âYou look decent. Your cultivation is so-so. Youâd be just right for a maid or something.â
The entire venue fell silent once again.
Decent. So-so. Maid.
Zhao Mengyouâs brain buzzed. She trembled slightly, completely dumbfounded.
Feng Xi glanced at her. âWhat? Got a problem?â
Zhao Mengyou couldnât speak anymore.
Is that the issue here?!
In the distance, even Gu Han didnât know what to say. âSenior Sister, this isââ
Zuo Yang was surprisingly calm. âItâs fine. Canât a divine maiden be a maid? Didnât I come here to be a chef? Besides, you really do need someone to take care of you right now.â
Gu Han was silent for a moment. âI donât like her.â
This nearly made Zhao Mengyou completely break down. Even when the dignified Divine Maiden was offered as a maid, they still showed no interest
Di Kan rubbed his chin. âActually, I donât like this type either.â
The group of demons exchanged glances.
Letâs not even talk about your aesthetic tastes... Tsk!
Elder Li and the other guardians were so angry they could barely form a complete sentence. âWhat... This is going too far!â
In the air above, the man laughed so hard he nearly fell off his cloud. âOld Man Tiansheng, isnât this basically a slap to your face? The dignified divine maiden, offered as maid, and they actually donât like her? You know, Iâm not one to stir up trouble, but if this happened to me, I definitely couldnât tolerate it!â
The Tiansheng hall master said nothing. Zhang Kun was one thing. Even if Feng Xi didnât deal with that scourge, the hall master absolutely wouldnât let him off lightly. On the other hand, Zhao Mengyou was the divine maiden of this generation, the face of the Tiansheng Hall.
Feng Xi and Gu Han had basically ripped away the Tiansheng Hallâs pride, stomped on it twice until it was thoroughly shredded, before casually tossing it back. The hall master could tolerate anything else, but not this!
His voice, carrying a trace of saint might, dispersed the pervasive clouds and mists. âSuch big talk from a little girl! Not even the Flame Emperor would be this rude!â
Along with this, the Tiansheng hall master landed before the crowd. The shirtless big man hesitated for a moment, then followed him down. He knew their arrival couldnât be hidden from the old man anyway.
After seeing the burly man, Di Kan quickly bowed. âOld Ancestor, why are you here?â
The burly man waved his hand. âCame to watch the fun.
Oh
, right. How many pills did you gain from the trip to the Profound Pill Pavilion?â
Di Kanâs smile froze.
Old Ancestor, letâs just talk about watching the fun, alright?
After seeing the Tiansheng hall master appear, Zhao Mengyou breathed a long sigh of relief. âMaster, Iââ
She was still under immense pressure due to Feng Xi. In fact, if the hall master hadnât appeared, she would really have switched profession to a maid.
The Tiansheng hall master just stared at Feng Xi. âWas it you who said you wanted my disciple to be your maid?â
Facing a Saint realm cultivator, Feng Xi remained calm. âYou misunderstood. Not my maid, but my junior brotherâs.â
The Tiansheng hall master nearly laughed in anger.
Is the issue who sheâd be serving?!
His expression turned unfriendly. âLittle girl, donât think you can do whatever you want just because the Flame Emperor backs you. The Eastern Wasteland isnât your familyâs backyard.â
Feng Xi ignored him. âIf you say something, you have to bear the consequences. Itâs the same for everyone. Even if sheâs your so-called divine maiden, sheâs no exception.â
The Tiansheng hall master sneered coldly. âMy disciple is not for you to discipline!â
Suddenly, a cough sounded, clearly reaching everyoneâs ears.
The blind old man said slowly, "You two, come to think of it, we havenât seen each other for several hundred years. You wonât even spare a greeting?â
Upon hearing this, caution flickered in the eyes of the two.
The burly man laughed heartily. âNo, no! Itâs not that. Iâm just afraid of delaying his matters. Besides, today Iâm just here to watch the fun. What happens here has nothing to do with me!â
He quickly distanced himself from the affair.
Unable to gauge the old manâs intent, the Tiansheng hall master had to suppress his rising anger, cupping his hands. âFellow Daoist, itâs been many years. You still look as impressive as ever.â
The blind old man smiled self-deprecatingly. âImpressive? My body fails me more each day. I donât have many days left to live. What âimpressiveâ is there to speak of?â
The two exchanged a glance, instantly understanding. They had also noticed that compared to several hundred years ago, the old man had aged so much. Clearly, he wasnât far from his last gasp.
The Tiansheng hall master said impassively, âYouâre joking! I still remember your sword strike as if it were yesterday!â
With a single strike, he severed the very foundation of a Saint realm cultivatorâan act even more difficult than killing them.
The blind old man waved his hand. âYou both said it yourself, that was hundreds of years ago. Now, I can barely lift a sword. Iâm just waiting for death.â
The two naturally didnât believe such words. However, they were quite certain that the old man had significant problems and wouldnât live much longer.
The Tiansheng hall masterâs heart eased slightly. âFellow Daoist, let me handle matters here first, then we can properly catch up.â
âThereâs no need for that. My energy is failing. Iâve been out too long and need to return now. However...â The old man waved his hand again, then changed his tone, pointing at Gu Han. âWhen the little guy is recuperating, he really needs someone to care for him.â
His point was clear as day. Zhao Mengyou instantly turned deathly pale. The old manâs words carried far more weight than Feng Xiâs.
The burly man gave a thumbs up. âFellow Daoist, excellent judgment! Old Man Tiansheng, your divine maiden has been pampered for so long, her eyes are practically on top of her head. She really does need someone to discipline her!â
The Tiansheng hall masterâs expression darkened. âShut up! Fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of this?!â
The blind old man waved his hand. âNothing. Donât misunderstand, itâs purely a personal suggestion. Whether you listen is up to you.â
The Tiansheng hall master took a deep breath. âYour suggestion is trulyââ
Before he could finish, a furious voice came from the distance. âHow dare you touch the Wu family! Let me see, just who is the sacred being that committed such a vicious act?!â
A humanoid figure dozens of zhang tall, composed purely of primal qi with a blurred face, appeared before the crowd. âWho killed Wu Qian! Who killed the tens of thousands of members of the Wu family! Whose methods are so vicious and cruel? I will not forgive any of them!â
The string of accusations, wrapped in layers of saint might, swept toward them. Without hesitation, Zuo Yang and Gu Tian shielded Gu Han. In his current state, being hit by this saint might would mean death.
The Tiansheng hall masterâs pupils constricted as the words slipped out. âAn avatar? So strong!â
The big man also looked extremely wary. Even as just an avatar, its cultivation was already much stronger than theirs. What level of cultivation must the main body be?
The humanoid figure bellowed again, full of intimidating power, âIâll ask once more! Who did it?! If you donât speak, Iâll kill everyone!â
Everyoneâs hearts sank. This newcomer didnât seem like someone who could be reasoned with.
Suddenly, a sigh sounded once more. Though the sound was soft, it completely suppressed the avatarâs might.
The old man tapped the ground with his wooden staff, his eyelids trembling slightly. In an instant, an unmatched, overbearing sword intent fell upon the scene.
The clouds and mists that had been completely dispersed by the Tiansheng hall master gathered again. As the wind and clouds rolled, they condensed into a hundred-zhang-long giant sword.
The humanoid figure instantly sensed something was wrong. âWhat... Which Fellow Daoist is this? T-there might be a misunderstanding!â
For several li around, everything was filled with sharp and piercing intent. The giant sword pierced the humanoid figure, dissolving it into nothingness. Yet it didnât stop. The sword shot into the distance, seemingly seeking out the main body.
The Tiansheng hall master was speechless with shock. Such a powerful expert was gone just like that? Judging by the situation, the main body was also in for serious trouble. Instinctively, he looked at the old man. He was still stooped, unchanged, save for a slight increase in the wrinkles on his face.
He really wanted to retort, âLike hell you canât lift a sword!â
Seemingly sensing his gaze, the old man asked, âBy the way, what were you just about to say to me?â
The Tiansheng hall masterâs expression turned solemn. âFellow Daoist, your suggestion truly speaks to my heart. Mengyou has been pampered since she was a kid, never lacking external things for cultivation. Iâve enabled her. She needs to suffer a bit to understand the hardships of cultivation.â
Zhao Mengyou was baffled.
The blind old man smiled. âI just hope you wonât blame me for meddling in your affairs.â
The Tiansheng hall master waved his hand. âNot at all! This is truly a golden saying! Mengyou, take good care of him...
ahem,
and donât throw any more tantrums!â
The burly man didnât mock the Tiansheng hall master for once. He looked at the old man, then at Gu Han, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. âDi Kan, maybe you should alsoââ
Di Kan was very taken aback. âOld Ancestor, donât you get any strange ideas! I like things with fur, he probably doesnât. Besides, look at me, do I look pampered and spoiled?â
The burly man pondered for a moment. He gave up on this unrealistic idea. Though he clearly understood the hall masterâs intentions, he wasnât shameless enough to bring himself to do it.
The old man had no intention of staying longer.
âEnough. I will head back now.â He sighed softly. âKid, I hope we still have a chance to meet again.â
Gu Han simply bowed deeply to the old man.
Having watched enough excitement, the burly man grandly waved his hand, departing with Di Kan and the others. âLetâs go, letâs go!â
Zhao Mengyou bit her lip, looking at the hall master. âMaster, you...â
It was her one last struggle.
The hall master smiled. âMengyou, itâs not far. I wonât see you off.â
Zhao Mengyou was speechless.
Is that what I was talking about?
Zuo Yang sighed. âJunior Brother, your condition is too severe. We need to get back quickly too. Strange... Where did those two go?â
Of course, he was talking about Shen Xuan and Murong Yan. Logically, since Ah Sha returned alone, the two should have followed. Although they couldnât fly, they should have made it back by now, given how much time had passed. However, there was no sign of them at all.
***
âRun, bitch, run! I dare you! Yuan guy, today Iâm going to kill you for sure!â
Deep within a forest far from the Border Wasteland, Murong Yan and Shen Xuan were chasing after the severely injured Yuan Gang. The man seemed to be at his witâs end.
Earlier, the two had been about to chase after Ah Sha when they happened upon the fleeing Yuan Gang. With Murong Yanâs fiery temper, she chased after him immediately. Though Yuan Gang used every trick he knew, the two still caught him in the end.
Even Shen Xuanâs eyes held no trace of pity anymore. âFinish him!â
Yang Yingâs death had greatly increased his hatred for Yuan Gang.
Suddenly, a gentle voice came from not far away. âJunior Brother Yuan, why are you in such a mess?â
Yuan Gang showed a flash of ecstasy in his eyes. âS-Senior Brother Luo, save me!â
Instantly, Murong Yan and Shen Xuan became alert.
The next moment, Luo Wushuang appeared before them. He dressed in pure white, not a speck of dust on him. A warm smile spread across his face.