Chapter 548: How Dare He Talk Back to Him Like That, It’s Basically a Dare to d*e
“Impressive, truly the Divine Monarch—such a tough nut to crack.” Just then, the Old Man sauntered back, letting out a soft sigh, then turned to Mistress Tian Yan and said, “Thanks for stepping in, Your Holiness.”
“No need to thank me,” Mistress Tian Yan shook her head nonchalantly. Honestly, she had zero interest in this average-looking Merging Stage old guy.
But Old Man knew how temperamental the cultivators of Tian Yan Holy Land could be, so he didn’t mind and cast a glance at Bai Feng, who’s still floating around perfectly fine.
“Thanks, Grand Elder,” Bai Feng chuckled gratefully.
“I was about to say that your dad handed you over to me, and I’d risk my life to protect you. But now… I think I might be failing a bit,” the Old Man’s expression flickered with mixed feelings. He never expected this untalented, doodle-obsessed young master to get this far, nor that he’d be bold enough to force the Divine Monarch herself to send three Merging Stage cultivators for a sneak attack.
“Haha…” Bai Feng scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
Luckily, the Grand Elder didn’t say anything more—just stood silently, doing his duty as a bodyguard.
Meanwhile, the four Merging Stage assassins from the Siku Family saw the Divine Monarch fallen, and that Mistress Tian Yan had unexpectedly appeared to stop their attack, losing the will to fight. They retreated in a hurry back to Siku House.
Though the outcome wasn’t sealed yet, it was obvious they’d already lost. Even if Bai Feng threw in the towel now, their collusion with the Divine Monarch alone would bleed them dry. Maybe Siku House would collapse entirely after this.
On another front, the battle was wrapping up too.
At this moment, Siku Ruo’er’s eyes, once clear and bright, now shimmered with a dull gray-red hue. Rage and violent spiritual energy surged from her, her attack seemingly fierce but full of flaws.
“d*e! d*e!! How dare a branch family b*stard have Celestial Eyes? Only I am worthy of Celestial Eyes in this world!” she roared and took a step forward, unleashing a burst of sword qi that razed trees and shattered houses around her.
Chu Chu raised her long sword and pierced through the gap in the sword energy. Her gaze fixed on Siku Ruo’er’s pitch-black pupils, which now burned with veins of bl**d-red.
The closer she got, the angrier Ruo’er became. The transplanted, supposedly invincible Celestial Eyes—she had relied on them to sweep through everything—seemed to have failed her at this moment. She couldn’t see through Chu Chu’s thoughts, only sensing the deadly fury and rage almost ready to explode from her.
And just as she ‘saw’ that murderous intent boiling inside Chu Chu, her own rage, as if finding a vent, flooded towards her. Her eyes darkened with that grayish-red haze, filled with uncontrollable fury.
When Chu Chu was about to reach her, Ruo’er lost her mind completely. She wildly swung her sword, slashing at Chu Chu without a pattern or sense.
BANG!
Chu Chu Kicked her down, stepping on her chest. Ruo’er struggled desperately to get up, but Chu Chu slowly squatted, then… reached out swiftly toward her eyes.
Swoosh!
Ding!
Suddenly, Bai Feng, who had just erupted with his Merging Stage cultivation, darted in front of Chu Chu—blocking her attack. He took the blow and staggered backward, finally leaning against a tree to steady himself.
He looked down at the long sword in his hand—there was a conspicuous crack across it.
His interference gave Chu Chu just enough chance to yank the red-layered Celestial Eye off Ruo’er’s face.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!!!” Ruo’er screams echoed as she wailed.
Chu Chu wanted to strike again, but a figure suddenly appeared in front of her.
BANG!
White Feng blocked once more, retreating a few steps, shielding Chu Chu behind him. His mighty spiritual energy caused cracking noises from the ground beneath.
“Eh?” The old man who suddenly appeared looked at Bai Feng, eyebrows creased with confusion. He couldn’t understand why the other was clearly a Refinement Stage cultivator—how did he suddenly leap all the way to Merging Stage? And how did he manage to stop a casual strike from a Great Vehicle Stage?
“An old beast in the Great Vehicle Stage…”
Bai Feng exhaled slowly, just as he’d predicted—there was indeed a sleeping old monster of Great Vehicle Stage somewhere in the Siku Family.
“So this old monster’s still kicking,” the Divine Sword Peak Peak Lord tightened his grip on his sword, eyes blazing with battle intent. He hadn’t fought a Great Vehicle yet!
“Sky Sword Sect? That’s not your business,” the Great Vehicle Old Monster glanced at the Peak Lord, flicked his hand to push him back, then swept his gaze over everyone present, only pausing fractionally on Mistress Tian Yan for a split second.
“A bunch of trash—really know how to stir up trouble,” he snorted, eyeing the Siku cultivators who looked utterly terrified. Then he turned to Ruo’er, who had lost her Celestial Eyes and was unconscious from the shock. He didn’t bother healing her, instead raising his head to Bai Feng and Chu Chu behind him.
“Give me some face—just let this go,” the Great Vehicle Old Monster shook his head. “I can make you the head of Siku Family. Anyway, the one who stole your Celestial Eyes is dead, and your revenge is served. Just forget about the past.”
Bai Feng couldn’t help but laugh—people really laugh when they’re at their wit’s end.
“How can you say that? Back when you were hunting down Chu Chu and her parents, why didn’t you think about leaving a way out?”
The Old Monster’s brow furrowed. “Who told you to talk? Or do you think that just because you blocked my casual strike, you can challenge me?!”
With a gust of overwhelming spiritual force, Bai Feng’s muscles twitched, but he kept his stance, a mocking smile on his face: “Is that all?”
The Great Vehicle Old Monster’s eyebrows knitted tighter—this kid was unlike any before him. In the past, such a force would’ve made even Merging Stage cultivators kneel. But the divide between Great Vehicle and Merging Stage wasn’t so easily crossed.
He intensified his spiritual output and slowly walked toward Bai Feng, whose body trembled violently. He then said softly, “Since you want to know—here’s the answer. All of this is for Siku Family. She’s just a sideline, destined to fight for the family’s power and status. That’s how they weaken from within, fighting each other to d*ath, and only by transplanting Celestial Eyes into the main line can Siku Family stay strong. As for her, she’s just a sacrificial pawn. Now I’ve agreed she can be the head of the family—what else do you want?”
Bai Feng finally laughed, unable to hold it in—people really do laugh when they’re driven mad.
“Do you really have the face to say that? Back when you were hunting Chu Chu and her parents, why didn’t you think about leaving a little room for kindness?”
The Old Monster’s face darkened. “Who told you to talk? Or do you think that just because you managed to block my casual strike, you’re on my level?!”
His vast spiritual power surged toward Bai Feng. The muscles in Bai Feng’s body twitched again, but he maintained his composure, lips curling into a teasing smile: “That’s it?”
The Great Vehicle Old Monster’s brow furrowed even more—this young guy was really something. Usually, even a little less force could make Merging Stage cultivators fall. But the gap between Great Vehicle and Merging Stage was not so simple to bridge.
He increased his spiritual output and slowly approached Bai Feng, who trembled violently, saying softly, “Since you’re so curious—I’ll tell you. It’s all for Siku Family. She’s just a collateral branch, destined to fight among themselves over the family’s throne. The internal chaos will weaken them, and only by transplanting Celestial Eyes into the main line can Siku Family remain mighty. As for her… just a small sacrifice. And now, I’ve approved her to be the head of Siku. What more do you want?”
Bai Feng’s laugh grew louder—people really do laugh when they’re at the end of their rope.
“How dare you talk so arrogantly? When you were hunting Chu Chu and her parents, why didn’t you leave any mercy?”
The Old Monster scowled. “Who told you to speak? Or do you think just because you managed to block my strike, you’re my match?!”
Overwhelming spiritual energy swept toward him. Bai Feng’s muscles tensed but he kept standing, mockingly saying, “Is that all?”
The Old Monster’s face twitched—this kid definitely wasn’t ordinary. Usually, even a little force would send a Merging Stage crashing. But the chasm between Great Vehicle and Merging Stage was not so easily crossed.
He poured more spiritual power into his aura and stepped closer to Bai Feng, who shook violently but kept his ground. He softly replied, “Since you want the truth—this is all for Siku Family. She’s just a collateral branch, destined to fight for a share of the power, and create internal chaos to weaken the family. Only by transplanting Celestial Eyes into the main line can Siku Family stay strong. And she’s just a small sacrifice. I’ve already agreed she can be the head—so what more do you want?”
Bai Feng burst out laughing again—his humor, at this point, was almost tragic.
“Is that all you’ve got? You, who even chase after Chu Chu and her parents, don’t you have a shred of humanity?”
The Old Monster’s expression darkened further. “Who told you to talk? Or do you think that because you can frustrate me, you can challenge me?!”
His spiritual force flooded out like a tidal wave. Bai Feng’s muscles trembled, but he kept standing, sneering, “That’s it?”
The Old Monster frowned, realizing this kid was tougher than most. His strikes usually made even Merging Stage cultivators kneel, but the Great Vehicle’s gap was formidable.
He intensified his spiritual output, slowly closing in on Bai Feng, who shivered and said softly, “If you’re so curious—I’ll tell you. It’s all for Siku Family. She’s just a collateral branch. They’ll fight over power; internal chaos will weaken them, and only by transplanting Celestial Eyes into the main line can they stay mighty. She’s just a small pawn. I’ve agreed she can lead the family now—what else?”
Bai Feng, utterly defeated, just laughed wildly—sometimes, people can only laugh when everything’s fallen apart.
