Hmm?
Hearing the shout, everyone turned to look. A group of over thirty young geniuses was walking in through the palace gates.
The leader was a youth dressed in black, a crimson pavilion embroidered on his chest.
They were from the Red Blood Mansion.
Wu Hao of Luoyun Mountain and Man Mountain of the Celestial Blade Sect were also among them.
The Desolate Old Monster asked curiously, "Sect Leader Chu, did you invite the Red Blood Mansion?"
"Of course not!"
Chu Tianxiong looked bewildered.
Qu Luo’s Tomb was a Secret Realm exclusive to the Beast Taming Sect and the Eighteen Kingdoms. It was filled with countless treasures and opportunities. Why would he ever invite outsiders and just hand over what rightfully belonged to his Beast Taming Sect?
"In other words, these guys came uninvited!"
The Desolate Old Monster’s voice was grim.
At his words, the expressions of everyone present darkened.
It was one thing for the Red Blood Mansion to show up uninvited to fight for their treasures and opportunities. But to come in spouting such arrogant nonsense, forbidding them from touching the treasures in the palace... it was the logic of a common thief.
Su Mo asked curiously, "Is the Red Blood Mansion very strong?"
Chu Tianxiong nodded. "Very. They’re on par with Luoyun Mountain’s Wu Family and the Celestial Blade Sect—in fact, they might even be stronger."
Su Mo nodded.
’No wonder the people from the Red Blood Mansion are so arrogant,’ Su Mo thought. ’They have the strength to back it up.’
Soon, the black-robed youth led his men to stand before the crowd.
Seeing everyone standing frozen, the black-robed youth sneered, "You pieces of trash are quite obedient. I tell you to stop, and you all stop. HAHAHA."
"That’s bullshit! Your Red Blood Mansion is the real trash!"
A youth from the crowd shouted.
The Red Blood Mansion was going too far, calling them all trash right in front of the geniuses of the Eighteen Kingdoms.
Who with any shred of pride could endure such humiliation?
Hmm?
’Someone actually dares to object.’
The black-robed youth looked at the one who had spoken and sneered, "Since you’re looking to die, I’ll be happy to oblige."
BAM!
The black-robed youth struck the speaker with a palm, sending him flying to the ground. Blood sprayed continuously from the fallen youth’s mouth.
"He’s an Early Stage Martial Artist!"
"As expected of a genius from the Red Blood Mansion. To have such strength at his age... his future is boundless."
The crowd was horrified.
The youth on the ground was terrified, all signs of defiance wiped from his face.
A monstrous talent like this was not someone he could ever hope to challenge.
The black-robed youth scanned the crowd. "I’ll warn you all one more time. No one touches the treasures here. Otherwise, I’ll chop you to pieces—and that includes you people from the Beast Taming Sect."
"What? Not even us from the Beast Taming Sect?"
The Beast Taming Sect disciples were furious.
Chu Tianxiong was furious as well.
They were on Beast Taming Sect territory, yet this black-robed youth was forbidding them from touching their own ancestor’s treasures. It was utterly tyrannical.
Unbelievable!
Furious though he was, when Chu Tianxiong saw the two Half-Step Martial Monarchs standing behind the black-robed youth, he could only swallow his anger.
At that moment, Xiao Lang and several other Xiao Family disciples had already reached the cabinets holding the treasures. They were the closest ones.
The black-robed youth barked, "You lot. Scram, now."
"Huh? Are you talking to us?"
Xiao Lang turned back, looking at the black-robed youth with a puzzled expression.
The black-robed youth said coldly, "Who else would I be talking to? Scram if you know what’s good for you. Otherwise, I’ll kill every last one of you."
Xiao Lang shook his head. "Sorry, we can’t make that call. You’ll have to talk to our Young Master. We’ll only scram if our Young Master tells us to."
"Talk to your Young Master?"
The black-robed youth’s brow furrowed.
Xiao Lang said, "That’s right. We’re here to select treasures on our Young Master’s orders. Unless he gives the word, we won’t dare move, even if you beat us to death."
The black-robed youth thought for a moment. "Fine. I’ll talk to your Young Master myself and make him order all of you to get lost. But first, you have to tell me where he is."
In truth, he could have just driven Xiao Lang and the others away directly.
But this was the Eighteen Kingdoms’ territory, after all.
If he pushed them too hard, not only would they resist, but he might ignite the fury of everyone from the Eighteen Kingdoms.
That would be a real problem.
’It’s an extra step, but so be it.’
’With the Red Blood Mansion’s power, everyone had to show them respect. Even Sect Leader Chu Tianxiong of the Beast Taming Sect was no exception.’
’To subdue the enemy without fighting—that is the mark of a true expert, the highest form of posturing.’
Xiao Lang pointed at Su Mo. "That’s our Young Master."
Following Xiao Lang’s finger, the black-robed youth and his men all turned to look at Su Mo.
Man Mountain and Wu Hao, who were beside him, did the same.
The moment they saw it was Su Mo, both Man Mountain and Wu Hao froze.
"What? It’s him!"
The two exclaimed in unison.
The black-robed youth asked curiously, "You two know him?"
"We do!"
Man Mountain took a deep breath and said with trepidation, "That’s the Su Mo we told you about. He’s the one who killed Ouyang Cheng."
What?
’Su Mo is the one who killed Ouyang Cheng?’
’He doesn’t look the part.’
’No matter how weak Ouyang Cheng was, he was still a genius at the Early Stage Martial Artist Realm. What Realm is Su Mo at? How could he possibly have killed Ouyang Cheng?’
The black-robed youth was filled with disbelief.
Wu Hao seemed to have read his mind and quickly advised, "I know what you’re thinking, but Brother Man and I both saw Ouyang Cheng’s corpse with our own eyes. I’d advise you to be careful. Don’t get careless over a trivial matter and end up getting yourself killed."
"That’s right," Man Mountain added. "He may not look strong—only at the Martial Disciple Great Perfection Realm—but he’s actually unfathomable. You can’t tell his true power from his appearance because he has hidden his Realm."
However, Zhao Liang remained unconvinced. "Did you personally see him kill Ouyang Cheng?" he pressed.
"Well, no!"
Man Mountain and Wu Hao replied in unison.
They had only seen Ouyang Cheng’s body; they hadn’t witnessed Su Mo killing him.
That’s why they were also curious: how exactly had Su Mo killed Ouyang Cheng?
Zhao Liang suddenly laughed. "Brother Wu, Brother Man, in my opinion, it’s highly likely you two were tricked by this kid."
"What do you mean?"
Man Mountain and Wu Hao looked at Zhao Liang, confused.
Zhao Liang said nonchalantly, "He claims he killed Ouyang Cheng, and you just believe him? If I told you I’d killed a Martial Emperor Powerhouse, would you believe that too?"
"Well..."
Doubt about Su Mo began to creep into their minds.
Zhao Liang continued, "I don’t know how Ouyang Cheng died, but it couldn’t possibly have been this kid’s doing. He simply doesn’t have the strength."
SLAP!
The two of them smacked their own foreheads in sudden realization.
Damn it!
’They’d been tricked.’
Zhao Liang said, "If you still don’t believe me, just watch how I make him scram. I guarantee he’ll be so scared he pisses himself."
With that, Zhao Liang swaggered over to Su Mo and said arrogantly, "You must be the Young Master of those brats, right? I command you: tell your men to get lost. Now."