Chapter 6188 Bai Yingtian
Chapter 6188 Bai Yingtian
Dead silence followed Mo Nian’s words. Just as everyone thought he was afraid of the other side’s status, he dropped such a bomb. It was likely the most insulting thing he could’ve said, and he had no hesitation saying it to a member of a legendary race.𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
Mo Nian solemnly said, “You know, I have a friend called Long Chen. Unlike me, he doesn’t have a dedicated heart. While I remain faithful to one woman, he has many at home. It must be exhausting, right? That’s why I’m hoping to get him something he can use to replenish his energy. Your deer race’s pizzle is said to have tremendous medicinal value...”
“Die!”
Lu Chenhui finally snapped out of his daze. His Sovereign flames erupted, and seven-colored divine light blazed from his eyes. With a roar, he unleashed a full-force punch.
Mo Nian turned his body slightly, just enough to narrowly evade the punch.
“Don’t get mad! It’s just business,” Mo Nian replied with a grin. “I haven’t even told you my offer yet. Why are you so worked up?”
“Fuck off!” Lu Chenhui howled, continuing his barrage of furious attacks.
Mo Nian ducked and weaved, yelling, “Hey, it’s rude to curse! How about I throw in a tiger pizzle? No? Alright, I’ll add an elephant pizzle too—final offer!”
Lu Chenhui’s rage boiled over. He was ready to explode. In all his life, he had never been humiliated like this.
Yet, no matter how wildly he attacked, Mo Nian continued to dodge. He was as light as cotton drifting on the wind.
“How about you name a price?” Mo Nian asked cheerfully. “Cursing gets you nowhere. You’re just making yourself look uncultured.”
The void trembled under the weight of Lu Chenhui’s fury, yet Mo Nian easily dodged all his attacks.
People couldn’t help but feel shocked. Mo Nian didn’t have his manifestation out and hadn’t summoned his Sovereign flames, so how could he move so freely within Lu Chenhui’s domain?
Although Mo Nian had yet to reveal his true abilities, no one dared to underestimate him.
...
Inside Bai Sovereign City.
“He’s stronger than I expected,” muttered one elder.
“Bai Sovereign city lord!”
“This battle has even disturbed the city lord?”
“He’s a late-stage Sovereign Lord, and he’s come to personally observe!”
“And look at the others with him—those elders aren’t ordinary either. They wouldn’t be qualified to walk beside the city lord otherwise.”
Whispers spread rapidly among the human cultivators. For a battle between juniors to draw out figures of this level, Mo Nian clearly wasn’t just any rogue cultivator. After all, Bai Sovereign City had been ignoring the demon race’s provocations for days now.
Suddenly, a startled cry echoed from the crowd.
“Heavens, Bai Yingtian has also appeared! That’s Bai Sovereign City’s number one junior!”
All eyes turned toward the white-robed youth standing quietly behind the city lord. A sword was strapped across his back, and his gaze radiated sharp brilliance. The moment he appeared, he became the center of attention.
“Wasn’t Bai Yingtian supposed to be in seclusion? Even he’s been drawn out by this?”
“Hmph, Bai Yingtian is the number one junior expert of Bai Sovereign City and a terrifying sword cultivator. If he were to personally take action, the demon race would mock Bai Sovereign City for sending out an elite of his status. That’s why none of the city’s main forces stepped in. It’s not fear—it’s that they simply don’t care.”
“Exactly. The only ones who went out to fight were rogue cultivators. The city lord had already warned that this was a deliberate scheme by the demon race and not to fall for it. But some people just don’t know their limits.”
“That’s not fair. The demon race was cursing, provoking, and humiliating us daily. It’s only natural that some couldn’t take it anymore. They fought with dignity, and we shouldn’t mock the fallen.”
More and more experts came out of Bai Sovereign City, drawn over by the disturbance.
After all, a descendant of the legendary Seven Color Deer had appeared. How could they not want to witness his strength?
“Hey, shouldn’t you speak? What’s your price?” asked Mo Nian.
“Your sister!” Lu Chenhui roared and sent a kick his way.
Mo Nian sidestepped with ease and responded, “I don’t have a sister. Do you?”
Before Lu Chenhui could reply, Mo Nian suddenly stepped in and delivered a crisp slap to his face.
PA!
The crowd gasped as Lu Chenhui was sent flying.
“That move... Isn’t it familiar?!”
How could it not be? Countless cultivators had watched Long Chen’s battle recordings. That slap was his signature move, and they were surprised that Mo Nian could use it so smoothly.
But there was a clear difference. Mo Nian had obviously practiced it extensively, even mimicking the motion and aura. However, it still lacked the overwhelming dominance of the original. If Long Chen were here, Lu Chenhui’s face would already be a bloated mess.
Still, for Mo Nian, it was a satisfying strike.
“It really does feel good!” Mo Nian cheered.
In comparison to the damage to the body, the damage to the mind was definitely worse. That was what made it so satisfying.
“Damn human, I’ll tear you to pieces!”
Lu Chenhui finally went crazy. His eyes turned bloodshot, and his Blood Qi surged violently.
BOOM!
His manifestation erupted behind him—a colossal deer bathed in multicolored light. Its massive seven-colored antlers stretched toward the heavens, and its eyes glinted with murderous intent.
“Lu Chenhui is finally going all-out. This is his strongest state,” said Bai Yingtian.
“Big Brother Yingtian, if you were to fight him, what would be your odds of winning?” asked one human disciple.
Bai Yingtian looked at Lu Chenhui apathetically and said, “He’s a brainless idiot. He isn’t even qualified to fight me.”
BOOM!
Seven-colored divine light burst forth from Lu Chenhui. His Sovereign flames twisted and intensified, transforming into radiant multicolored fire. A massive domain descended, wrapping around the entire martial stage.
The arena groaned and shuddered under the pressure.
“Try and dodge this, you stupid human!” Lu Chenhui howled, teleporting in front of Mo Nian.
The fist covered in seven-color divine light smashed toward Mo Nian.
Seeing this, Mo Nian snorted and raised his palm. Runes swirled rapidly on it, condensing into the image of a grand palace.
BOOM!
Seven-color blood sprayed through the air.