Everyone looked at Su Mo with contempt. ’Su Mo is so damn lucky,’ they thought. ’He actually dodged Fairy Jinghong’s killing intent.’
Little did they know...
Inside the room, Fairy Jinghong’s face was filled with horror.
Her back was drenched in a cold sweat.
Fairy Jinghong murmured, ’What was with that man just now? A single glance from him was enough to make me lose my composure?’
In truth, she hadn’t run out of strength at all.
She had been scared stiff.
When that man had turned back and met her gaze, the aura he exuded was like that of a primeval beast. It had nearly scared her witless.
Fortunately, she was quick-witted enough to cover it up with a lie, preventing anyone from seeing the truth.
「In the square.」
Su Mo said in a low voice, "That broad definitely wanted to kill me. Fuck, I didn’t even do anything to her. Why is she out to get me?"
Just then, Ren Fan walked over, covered in blood.
Under the protection of the Hua Celestial Sect, he had managed to survive, but he was still severely injured—practically crippled.
Ren Fan said coldly, "Hmph, you bunch of small fry dare to offend Fairy Jinghong? You’ve got some serious nerve."
"What the hell does it have to do with you?!"
Mu Qing shot back, annoyed. "How about I take a piss so you can use it as a mirror? Then you can see who the real small fry is!"
"You’re full of shit!"
Ren Fan’s face turned livid.
He was unwilling to admit it, but compared to Mu Qing and the others, he really did look more like the small fry.
Ren Fan roared in fury, "Don’t you fucking get cocky! Once I’ve recovered, I’ll kill every single one of you. And you, kid! I’m going to twist your head off and use it as a chamber pot."
"A chamber pot? Isn’t that for pissing in?"
HAHAHA!
Ren Fan’s lackeys all started to sneer.
Su Mo glanced at Ren Fan and asked, "Did you brush your teeth this morning? Your breath stinks so damn bad, it’s about to kill me."
"Kid, you dare to humiliate me!"
Ren Fan’s face contorted with rage.
"Humiliate you? Heh, I want to do more than that. I want to kill you."
Su Mo turned his head and asked, "Man Mountain, if I slap him to death right now, would that be against the rules?"
Man Mountain hesitated. "I... think so."
"Alright then. I’ll let him live a few more days,"
Su Mo said with a sigh of resignation.
Just as everyone thought Su Mo wouldn’t dare to make a move, he suddenly raised his right hand and swung a slap at Ren Fan.
"What do you think you’re doing? Stop!"
Ren Fan’s face went pale with fright.
In his severely injured state, even the slightest disturbance could be fatal.
Su Mo said coldly, "What am I doing? The sight of you pisses me off. I want you to scram."
SLAP!
Ren Fan vanished from before their eyes.
Man Mountain cried out, "Elder Su, you didn’t kill Ren Fan, did you? That’s against the rules!"
The Holy Spirit Assembly didn’t prohibit private duels, but it did forbid killing.
Anyone who killed would be permanently disqualified from participating in the Holy Spirit Assembly.
"Relax, I didn’t kill him,"
Su Mo said nonchalantly.
’Getting disqualified from the Holy Spirit Assembly just to crush an ant isn’t worth it.’
Hearing this, Man Mountain was shocked.
’To send a man flying in that condition without killing him... what incredible control over one’s power.’
It was like trying to swat a mosquito with a cannon—blasting it away without crushing it.
Who could possibly guarantee such a feat?
THUD!
Ren Fan crashed heavily into the City Lord’s Mansion, collapsing a building.
"Huh? I’m not dead!"
Ren Fan’s face was a mask of astonishment.
Just then, Li Nan ran out of a room and shouted, "Insolence! Who dares to fight in the City Lord’s Mansion?"
"Elder Li Nan, it’s me!"
Ren Fan yelled quickly.
The Holy Spirit Assembly might not forbid private duels, but the City Lord’s Mansion certainly did.
"You’re Ren Fan?"
Li Nan demanded harshly, "Speak up! Who were you fighting with?"
Ren Fan forced a smile. "Elder Li Nan, you’ve misunderstood. I wasn’t fighting anyone. I was, uh... blown in by the wind."
What?
Blown in by the wind?
Who would believe that?
Li Nan was speechless. ’This kid can’t even come up with a believable excuse when he lies.’
’Fucking hell, is he trying to fool a ghost?’
The noise had also startled the Middle-aged Steward and Fairy Jinghong, and the two of them soon appeared before Ren Fan.
The Middle-aged Steward stepped forward to examine him. "His internal organs are indeed severely injured, and several of his bones are broken. But it doesn’t look like he was struck. It seems more like he was crushed."
Li Nan asked, puzzled, "You mean to say all his injuries were caused by Fairy Jinghong?"
"Well..."
The Middle-aged Steward glanced hesitantly at Fairy Jinghong.
Fairy Jinghong swept her Divine Sense over him and said awkwardly, "The injuries on Ren Fan’s body were indeed caused by my aura. Remnants of it are still on him. However..."
"However what?"
Li Nan asked.
Fairy Jinghong pointed to Ren Fan’s left cheek. "There’s a palm print on his face. It looks like he was slapped hard. The mark is fresh—from just a few seconds ago."
"A few seconds ago?"
Li Nan was baffled.
Fairy Jinghong nodded. "The person who slapped him has extremely precise control over their power. They sent him flying hundreds of meters, yet left no injuries other than a swollen face."
"What!"
Li Nan exclaimed, "Could it be that person who did it?"
Fairy Jinghong asked curiously, "Elder Li, do you know who hit him?"
"I don’t!"
Li Nan shook his head. "But Chen Ge was also attacked before. He was slapped into the ground, and he also didn’t have the slightest injury. Not even a scratch."
"No way. There’s an expert of that caliber in this world?"
Fairy Jinghong was stunned.
Ren Fan, listening from the side, was completely lost and confused.
’What are you all talking about?’
’Where’s the expert?’
’Su Mo?’
’He’s just a piece of trash at the Warrior Realm.’
’If I weren’t so badly injured and unable to use my power, I would’ve killed Su Mo long ago.’
’Since when did that guy get to act so insolently in front of me?’
Li Nan demanded harshly, "Spit it out. How did you get that palm print on your face?"
"I did it myself,"
Ren Fan said through gritted teeth.
Li Nan was speechless. "You slapped yourself? What the hell, is your brain flooded?"
Ren Fan replied without hesitation, "That’s right, my brain is flooded. I slapped myself. Is that any of your business?"
He was dead set on not admitting that Su Mo had hit him.
If word got out, he’d never be able to show his face in the Northern Profound Domain again.
He wouldn’t admit it even if it killed him.
"Scram!"
Li Nan roared, "Get the fuck out of my sight, and don’t ever let me see you again."
He was about to die from anger.
Who would willingly admit their brain was flooded?
Ren Fan scurried out of the City Lord’s Mansion.
The Middle-aged Steward said coldly, "That kid is a real piece of work. He gets beaten up and refuses to admit it. All that suffering just for the sake of pride."
"Aren’t all you men like that when it comes to face?"
Fairy Jinghong retorted.
The Middle-aged Steward glanced at Fairy Jinghong. "We’re trying to figure out who hit Ren Fan. What does this have to do with men?"
Fairy Jinghong pressed on, "Was I wrong?"
"You two, stop arguing!"
Li Nan interjected coldly. "Let’s focus on what comes next. If that person shows up at the Holy Spirit Assembly and disrupts it, what’s our plan?"