Chapter 1002: Arrogant Words
Huo Rulie's words were clearly an attempt to regain psychological balance under humiliation. While the Bing Huang God Sect was filled with anger, they also felt secretly ashamed and frustrated.
Because Huo Rulie's words had struck a true weak point of the Yin Xue Realm.
For the past ten thousand years, the Yin Xue Realm had been able to stand so powerfully among the mid-tier star realms solely because of Mu Xuanyin alone.
If Mu Xuanyin were gone, they would fall directly from the upper level of mid-tier star realms to the lower level, utterly incapable of any resistance against the Yan Shen Realm.
"This bastard still won't shut up..." Yan Wancang, relying on ten thousand years of cultivation, could barely resist the urge to kick Huo Rulie in the head. Mu Xuanyin was already brimming with killing intent; she had just declared her willingness to concede and admit defeat, yet now he was openly mocking her again, even dragging the entire Yin Xue Realm into it.
But, to his astonishment, Mu Xuanyin did not fly into a rage at Huo Rulie's taunts. Instead, on her face, beautiful as a dream yet cold to the bone, a cold sneer curled: "Huo Rulie, this king suddenly realizes you are truly pitiful. So pitiful that this king suddenly disdains to kill you with her own hands."
Mu Xuanyin's gaze slowly swept past Huo Poyun, who stood beside Huo Rulie. That fleeting look made Huo Poyun's body instantly stiffen, not daring to move for a long time: "When Sect Master Yan and Sect Master Yan brought their sons and grandsons to visit my Yin Xue Realm for the first time, that is only natural. But you, Huo Rulie, brought a disciple. This king thought it was just to make up numbers, but it turns out it was for your own pathetic sense of balance. Upon hearing that this king had taken on a new personal disciple, you specially brought your own personal disciple here to show off."
"A dignified Sect Master of the Golden Crow Sect having to rely on his own disciple to forcibly salvage his pathetic dignity... this king finds it truly pitiable."
Looking at Mu Xuanyin's back, Yun Che was shocked again... Even her tongue was this venomous!
This new master of his, facing the three Flame God Sect Masters, was practically toying with three little mice.
Yun Che felt an increasingly immense pressure... Having Mu Xuanyin as his master—was it a great blessing or a great disaster? Back when Mo Li was his master, although the gap between them was enormous, Mo Li depended on his life and the Heavenly Poison Pearl. They were inseparable, almost one entity. There was never any sense of "distance," and he never had to worry about her killing or harming him.
But Mu Xuanyin... With her terrifying temperament and strength, killing him might be as simple as a moment of displeasure. And it would be so easy she wouldn't even need to lift a finger; a casual breath could annihilate him hundreds of times.
Huo Rulie's face was flushed red, whether from the surging reverse blood flow due to his injury or from suppressed rage. Yet he still laughed wildly: "That's right! I, Huo Rulie, may never match you, Mu Xuanyin, in this life. Ever since you crippled my son back then, and I could not take revenge, I lost all dignity before you! But... thinking that your successor can never compare to my successor, that after this generation, your successors will forever kneel before my successors... that makes me feel damn good! Damn good! Hahahaha..."
The entire Bing Huang God Sect, from top to bottom, had livid faces, alternating between anger and frustration. But looking at Huo Poyun whom Huo Rulie had brought, then at Yun Che standing there motionless, they all sighed and shook their heads secretly.
Over these ten thousand years, Mu Xuanyin had once had eight personal disciples. Although they were all extremely talented and ultimately achieved great success, with more than half becoming branch sect masters of the Bing Huang God Sect in various regions, they were still a notch below the personal disciples of the Yan Shen Realm's various sect masters.
After all, although Mu Xuanyin was overwhelmingly powerful, she was the greatest anomaly in the Yin Xue Realm's hundreds of thousands of years of history. Restricted by divine blood inheritance and environment, the Yin Xue Realm... wasn't this giving Huo Rulie a perfect handle?
She had just transmitted a voice, and Mu Xuanyin's voice echoed in her heart, making her fall silent.
"Yes, precisely because of this newly accepted personal disciple behind this king," Mu Xuanyin not only didn't stop but repeated firmly: "Your disciple is not even worthy of carrying his shoes!"
Yun Che: "..."
Mu Bingyun's words proved true immediately. Huo Rulie, who was burning with anger and resentment, naturally wouldn't let go of the handle Mu Xuanyin had just inadvertently offered. He bellowed like thunder shaking the heavens: "Good! Good! Well said!! Since you say he's not even worthy of carrying shoes... then dare you let him have a match with my disciple!?"
"Huo Rulie!" Mu Huanzhi could no longer stay calm, roaring back: "Don't push your luck!"
"Sect Master Huo, that's enough," Yan Wancang said in a deep voice.
But Huo Rulie stepped forward, his voice shaking the wilderness: "Push my luck? Who's pushing whose luck? Mu Xuanyin, do you dare? Do you dare!? Hahahaha!"
He knew Mu Xuanyin definitely wouldn't dare, so he laughed with immense satisfaction—because this was the first time in his life that he had gained the upper hand against Mu Xuanyin, and Mu Xuanyin had handed it to him herself.
"Sect Master Huo, enough!" Yan Wancang grabbed Huo Rulie's arm, then said to Mu Xuanyin: "Yinxue Realm King, we will no longer disturb you. We shall take our leave now. The matter of the ancient flood dragon benefits both sects. I hope the Yinxue Realm King will consider it carefully. Farewell..."
"Wait!!"
Huo Rulie flung Yan Wancang's hand away, his fiery eyes locked on Mu Xuanyin: "Mu Xuanyin! I never thought that you, the dignified Yinxue Realm King, would blurt out such arrogant and laughable words just to save a bit of face and humiliate others. Hah... You, Mu Xuanyin, have actually reached a day where I, Huo Rulie, can look down on you! You might as well just openly admit it. Then I could still think somewhat highly of you!"
Not just today; for over ten thousand years, Huo Rulie had always been suppressed before Mu Xuanyin. Today, facing a once-in-ten-thousand-years opportunity to slap Mu Xuanyin's face, how could he let it go?
Mu Xuanyin's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as she said coldly: "Truly refusing to shed tears until seeing the coffin! Fine, since you insist, this king will grant your wish."
Mu Xuanyin's snowy figure flickered as she turned sideways: "Che'er, go and exchange pointers with this so-called outstanding disciple of Sect Master Huo. Although he is a guest... there's no need to hold back!"
The entire Bing Huang Sect was shocked. Several elders stepped forward simultaneously: "Sect Master..."
"Silence!" Mu Xuanyin's cold rebuke made those elders who had just taken half a step instantly shrink back, not daring to say another word.
"...Yes, Master."
Yun Che stepped forward, forcibly maintaining his composure, but his steps were floating and his scalp was tingling.
Huo Poyun, whom Huo Rulie had brought, appeared to be around the same age as Yun Che, but his profound aura was in no way inferior to Mu Hanyi! That meant his profound cultivation was at least at the mid-stage Divine Tribulation Realm.
The Divine Tribulation Realm! How the hell was he supposed to fight that!
By relying on Star God Remnant Shadow, he might barely be able to stall for a little while... and that was just stalling. But he absolutely couldn't use Star God Remnant Shadow. The only outcome of a match with Huo Poyun was being instantly annihilated!
The panic throughout the Bing Huang God Sect, and the trepidation in Yun Che's eyes, were not lost on Huo Rulie. He waved his hand grandly: "Poyun, go ahead and receive pointers from this outstanding disciple of the Yinxue Realm King, the one she claims you're not even worthy of carrying shoes for! Hahahaha..."
"Yes, Master." Huo Poyun responded respectfully, then walked forward.
Huo Poyun stood far across from Yun Che. Sensing that Yun Che's profound power was only at the first level of the Divine Origin Realm, clearly having just entered the Divine Way, his expression was somewhat complicated.
He had entered the Divine Way at fourteen, broken through to the Divine Soul Realm at seventeen... and then from this year, at twenty-four, he hadn't fought anyone at the Divine Origin Realm for a full seven years, let alone someone who had just entered the Divine Origin Realm.
Facing Yun Che, who was only at the first level of the Divine Origin Realm, even though he was the newly accepted personal disciple of the Yinxue Realm King, Huo Poyun genuinely felt a bit reluctant to strike.
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[This chapter teaches us not to casually set flags! So I will update ten thousand chapters this month!]