Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, turning their collective anger on Su Mo.
But Su Mo just smiled.
’A bunch of idiots.’
’Without me, these morons would’ve been dead long ago.’
The Middle-aged Steward raised a hand. "You hear that, kid? You’ve incurred the wrath of the masses. Everyone wants you dead. I’m just doing the deed for them."
"They want to kill me because they’re all idiots. Are you an idiot too?"
Su Mo asked coldly.
The Middle-aged Steward roared, "Insolent brat! I’ve had just about enough of you."
He had made up his mind.
Even if the crowd wasn’t demanding Su Mo’s death, he would kill him anyway.
’Damned kid!’
’How dare he call me an idiot in front of everyone?’
’Who could possibly tolerate that?’
Su Mo shot the Middle-aged Steward a look one might give an imbecile, then turned to the Saint Spirit Manor Master. "You knelt and begged me to come out. Now that I’m here, is this how you treat me?"
"Could it be... you’re really the great one who was speaking just now?"
the Saint Spirit Manor Master asked, dumbfounded.
In truth, when Su Mo had stepped forward on his own, the Manor Master had started to believe it.
But Su Mo was just too young.
He didn’t look like an expert!
Su Mo was speechless. "Were your eyes grown on your asses? I’m standing right in front of you, yet you’re all blind as bats. Forget it. I can’t be bothered to argue with you."
He decided to end this farce. Otherwise, it would take forever to get the Nine-Hearted Demon Fruit.
Su Mo spun around and roared at the Cyan Cloud Sparrow, "Little Queque, get your fucking ass down here!"
"Little Queque?"
"Holy shit, has this kid lost his mind? He’s openly scolding a Tier Five Demon King and even called the Cyan Cloud Sparrow Demon King ’Little Queque’?"
"He’s a dead man."
Everyone was utterly speechless.
Even the Saint Spirit Manor Master broke out in a cold sweat for Su Mo.
That was a Tier Five Demon King.
’Calling it Little Queque—isn’t that just humiliating it?’
Ren Fan sneered, "Everyone, keep your eyes peeled. Watch and see. This kid is about to be eaten by the Cyan Cloud Sparrow Demon King."
In the face of the demon tide, everyone was going to die.
But he was still delighted at the prospect of seeing Su Mo die a horrible death at the hands of the Cyan Cloud Sparrow first.
However...
The Cyan Cloud Sparrow flew before Su Mo and said with a fawning smile, "Elder Su, you called for me?"
"Kneel!"
Su Mo barked.
THUD!
The Cyan Cloud Sparrow shuddered, trembling in fear, and immediately dropped to its knees before Su Mo.
"Look, the Cyan Cloud Sparrow Demon King knelt to that kid!"
"What ’that kid’? Address him as ’sir’!"
"Are you fucking blind? Didn’t you see the Cyan Cloud Sparrow kneel?"
This scene left everyone completely stupefied.
"This has to be fake, right?"
Ren Fan’s face was a mask of utter bewilderment.
He never imagined that the Cyan Cloud Sparrow would actually kneel to Su Mo.
The Middle-aged Steward stammered, "W-what is his background? He made a Tier Five Demon King kneel with a single word?"
"You’re asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"
Fairy Jingxing retorted.
However, she too was filled with shock.
She had long known Su Mo was extraordinary, but she never expected him to be *this* extraordinary—able to subjugate even a Tier Five Demon King.
"Didn’t I tell you to hide? What the hell are you messing around for?"
Su Mo chided.
The Cyan Cloud Sparrow pointed at Li Nan and said aggrievedly, "I saw that old bastard trying to bully you, so I just..."
"Me, bully him?"
Li Nan was baffled.
The Cyan Cloud Sparrow said, "You suspected my master of cheating and even wanted to kill him. If I hadn’t come out, you would have made your move."
A cold sweat drenched Li Nan from head to toe.
’So that’s what happened.’
No wonder the Cyan Cloud Sparrow had stepped forward to expose him.
Li Nan asked, "Then what about him colluding with the Demon Beasts inside the Holy Spirit Secret Realm?"
"You’re full of shit! Who the fuck colluded with Demon Beasts?"
The Ink Flood Dragon roared, "We submitted to Elder Su voluntarily to help him gather Spiritual Medicine! So stop your fucking bullshit, or I’ll rip your mouth to shreds."
"I..."
Li Nan was terrified, trembling too much to speak.
The next second, he was shocked once again.
He saw Su Mo snap at the Ink Flood Dragon, "Did I say you could talk? Shut your fucking mouth, get on your knees, and admit you were wrong."
THUD!
The Ink Flood Dragon instantly knelt before Su Mo and whispered, "Elder Su, I was wrong."
"Can’t hear you. Louder!"
Su Mo barked.
The Ink Flood Dragon yelled at the top of its lungs, "Elder Su, I was wrong! I’m kneeling for you!"
HISS...
Everyone present gasped in unison.
That was a Divine Beast!
It was being scolded by Su Mo like a grandchild, forced to kneel and apologize.
The Saint Spirit Manor Master asked tremulously, "Uh... you..."
Su Mo patted his chest and assured him, "Don’t worry. With me here, these two won’t dare cause any trouble!"
"Good, good, good! I’m relieved!"
The Saint Spirit Manor Master said, wiping away his cold sweat.
Su Mo chided them, "Look at the fine mess you two have made. You scared the Manor Master so bad he pissed himself. Hurry up and apologize."
"Our apologies, Manor Master. We didn’t mean to scare you into pissing yourself."
"Manor Master, please forgive us."
The Ink Flood Dragon and the Cyan Cloud Sparrow said sincerely.
"It is not the fault of you two esteemed sirs. It is I, in my old age, whose body is failing. That is why I have become incontinent." The Saint Spirit Manor Master took all the blame upon himself.
Even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn’t dare blame them.
They were a Divine Beast and a Demon King.
Not unless he had a death wish.
The Cyan Cloud Sparrow turned back. "Elder, we’ve apologized. Please spare us this time."
"Elder, we truly know we were wrong. We’ll never dare to do it again."
The Ink Flood Dragon pleaded pitifully from its knees.
Su Mo nodded. "Alright, I’ll let you two off the hook this time. But if there’s a next time, I’ll smack you both dead."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The two Demon Kings nodded and bowed obsequiously.
Su Mo asked curiously, "By the way, Ink Flood Dragon, why aren’t you staying in the Holy Spirit Secret Realm and acting as its king? What are you doing running around with a whole horde of Demon Beasts?"
The Ink Flood Dragon explained with a face full of smiles, "To be honest with you, Elder, I was in the process of moving. I was just passing by when I mistakenly thought they were trying to give you trouble, which is why I stepped forward."
"Moving?"
Su Mo asked, puzzled, "Why move? Is the Holy Spirit Secret Realm not a good place?"
"Well..."
The Ink Flood Dragon looked troubled.
’He can’t very well admit he was moving his Demon Beasts because he was scared of Su Mo, can he?’
In the end, the Ink Flood Dragon could only force an explanation. "We felt it was getting boring staying in one place all the time and wanted a change of scenery."
"I see!"
Su Mo continued to ask, "Where are you planning to move?"
"We haven’t decided yet!"
A sudden inspiration struck the Ink Flood Dragon. "Elder Su, why don’t we follow you? We could help guard your home, protect your courtyard, that sort of thing."
Even as a Tier Five Demon King, it couldn’t see through Su Mo’s true strength.
He just felt unfathomably deep.
’At this rate, it won’t be long before the entire Northern Profound Domain belongs to Su Mo.’
’When that time comes, where else could we possibly move?’
’It would be better to just follow Su Mo directly.’
Hearing this, everyone around was stunned.
That was a horde of over thirty thousand Demon Beasts!
If he could bring all these Demon Beasts under his command, Su Mo would undoubtedly become the number one power in the Northern Profound Domain.
However, Su Mo refused. "I have a lot on my plate, and it would be a hassle to bring you along. You’re better off finding someone more worthy to be your master."