“Didn’t I tell you to keep an eye on him? How could you let him escape?”
Tuoba Cheng’an asked.
He had given the elder a supreme treasure that could conceal one’s aura and form, with the sole purpose of allowing him to move freely in the Red-Clothed Holy Land to monitor that Shura and prevent his escape.
“I was watching him closely, but Shura suddenly walked out of the palace, looked in my direction, and made a beckoning gesture.”
“After that, his body suddenly transformed, dissolving into rays of light, and then turned into this letter.”
“When I entered his palace, there was no trace of his aura—he was already gone.”
As the elder spoke, he produced a letter and presented it to Tuoba Cheng’an.
Everyone understood immediately.
The one called Shura had noticed they were secretly watching him.
To escape, he deliberately set up a formation to mimic his appearance, drawing the attention of the Zhutian Sect elder, before transforming it into a letter.
Clearly, this letter was meant for them.
Tuoba Cheng’an took the letter.
*Buzz—*
As soon as he opened it, the letter turned into a beam of light, shooting into the sky.
The light dispersed in midair, forming several large characters that floated above.
Though the light was dazzling, the words were clear.
But upon reading them, the Zhutian Sect elders’ faces twisted in rage.
The words were indeed left for them.
However, they were utterly humiliating.
—
*It’s long been said that Zhutian Sect is arrogant and domineering.*
*Who would’ve thought a lone junior like me, with no backing, could scare Zhutian Sect into a panic?*
*After thrashing your so-called top genius, I didn’t hide, flee, or make excuses. Yet your elders gnashed their teeth in fury, powerless against me.*
*You pretended to intimidate me with your aura, only to end up apologizing—how utterly pathetic.*
*And the most useless of all is that Supreme Elder Tuoba Cheng’an. The other elders at least dared to put on a show.*
*But Tuoba Cheng’an? Not a peep from start to finish, groveling so low he might as well have knelt before me, treating me like his ancestor.*
*Cold-blooded and ruthless? Just an empty reputation.*
*Zhutian Sect is so incompetent, I’ve lost all interest in humiliating you further. I was ready to let it go.*
*But you dared to disguise yourselves as Red-Clothed Holy Land elders, resorting to such despicable tactics against me.*
*To deal with me, you didn’t even dare act openly—how shamelessly disgusting.*
*Since you’ve made a move against me, I’ll make sure you learn the cost of crossing me.*
*Though I have no backing, I alone can make your Zhutian Sect restless and chaotic.*
*The days are long—let’s see how this plays out…*
—
After reading these words, everyone from Zhutian Sect was seething, their faces flushed, some trembling with rage, as if they might explode.
From the letter, they learned that the one called Shura was just a talented junior with no one behind him—no backing at all.
They had been played.
To think that they, figures of immense status, treated like gods wherever they went, had been toyed with by a mere kid.
The thought sent their anger surging uncontrollably.
Yet, amidst their fury, their gazes couldn’t help but turn to Tuoba Cheng’an.
The letter’s sharp words were mostly aimed at humiliating him.
The insults were blatant, like daggers piercing the heart.
If they were this enraged, how would Tuoba Cheng’an, known for his fiery temper, react?
As expected, Tuoba Cheng’an’s face was dark and terrifying.
Seeing him like this, the elders didn’t dare speak or even look at him directly, fearing a wrong move would provoke his wrath and bring disaster.
*Buzz—*
Suddenly, the floating words transformed.
*Swish, swish, swish—*
The characters dissolved into a yellow liquid, raining down like a storm.
The martial experts present unleashed their power, forming barriers that easily blocked the liquid.
Not one was hit.
“Hmph, this kind of trick, and he thinks it can harm us? Does he underestimate us?” an elder sneered, smugly.
They knew it was a trap set by Chu Feng to ambush them.
But it couldn’t touch them, giving them reason to gloat.
“What’s that smell?”
Suddenly, a foul stench assaulted their senses.
They realized the odor came from the liquid—it wasn’t ordinary liquid but excrement.
Shura hadn’t meant to attack them—he was humiliating them further.
*Boom—*
A surge of overwhelming killing intent swept through the palace.
Then came Tuoba Cheng’an’s voice, grinding through clenched teeth.
“Search every starfield in the heavens to find this brat. Capture him alive—do not kill him.”
“I will personally skin him and tear his mouth apart!!!”
