Otherworldly Desert Dust

He went to Feng Hall, where Wu Hen walked directly toward the pavilion.

Atop the pavilion, Jiao Liecheng was entertaining guests.

Wu Hen's gaze swept across, finding that these guests were old acquaintances, precisely those who had been instrumental in escorting Liu Mengying in the past.

Liu Mengying must have given them all the treasures she had obtained from her Mortal Tribulation over the years, and after her successful Ascension, this group also benefitted, their Cultivation clearly increasing over these months.

It was exactly because of "sharing life and death," that their relationship appeared even closer.

"Who are you? I don't recall having invited you," Jiao Liecheng lifted his gaze, staring at Wu Hen who had suddenly barged in.

"This is my brother, Cai Ting," Cai Ni seemed somewhat anxious and hastily introduced him.

"Ah, that bastard who barely survived, I haven't had the chance to ask you how my dear brother Gu Yue died. You've come just at the right time, I'm in a good mood. Come, kneel a few times before me, and I might overlook it," Jiao Liecheng completely ignored the incident of snatching, instead displaying the arrogance of a Holy Sect Prince.

"Gu Yue? I slaughtered him, remember the time he knelt on the ground, like a dog, unfortunately, I was in a bad mood then and chopped him off anyway. As for you, if you can lie on the ground and lick the mud off my soles like he did, perhaps I might feel better and let you save some face in front of your friends today," Wu Hen said.

Upon arrival, I had stepped in a pile of stinking mud, a nasty sight mixed with who knows what.

As he spoke these words, Wu Hen even lifted his foot onto the dining table, smearing the mud on the table so Jiao Liecheng could see how dirty his shoe was!

The moment he uttered these words, everyone else instantly fell silent.

Jiao Liecheng's expression changed, his cheeks still wore a smile, but it was utterly cold.

His eyes emitted a chill, filled with a vivid intent to kill. Although Jiao Liecheng had heard that this bastard had some achievements in the Holy Sect recently, he never expected such a lower-class fellow to dare run wild in front of him!

"Wu Hen, have you started to disregard everyone else?" Chu Zhi spoke.

Almost every encounter with Wu Hen, she witnessed this man's incredibly arrogant and savage side.

Chu Zhi couldn't understand where he got his confidence from, provoking the powerhouses of Red Port like a spoiled brat.

"Chu Zhi, you should address me as Lord Cai Ting. You guys from the Longevity Sect better keep quiet in front of me, or else I'll handle you too," Wu Hen pointed at the rival Holy Mother, speaking rudely.

Upon hearing this, Liang Shou couldn't sit still anymore.

He was Chu Zhi's top sycophant, chasing after the future leader of the Longevity Sect and willing to serve as a high-ranking guard, always by her side.

Liang Shou stood up, staring at Wu Hen, his lips curling into a sneer, "I thought Liang Xiangyue had taken refuge with a heroic figure, but it turns out it's nothing more than a despised bastard from the Totem Sacred Sect. Leave on your own, we'll leave your whole corpse!"

Cai Ni, who had come with Wu Hen hoping to keep things peaceful, was stunned.

They had only come to seek an explanation from Jiao Liecheng, merely an internal struggle of their Holy Sect.

Yet in just a few sentences, her brother had managed to offend several major forces in Red Port, all of whom were key figures of each force.

My goodness, has he always been this arrogant?

How has he survived up till now with such arrogance, not knowing that just recently, these few people had even helped a real Hua Chen, someone who everyone in Red Port was desperate to curry favor with!

"A bunch of useless eaters, I don't want to waste time anymore, all of you come at me together, if I don't break your bones, my surname isn't Cai!" Wu Hen was also very temperamental.

He had been lying low for a few months, it was indeed a good time to stretch his limbs.

Originally, Wu Hen wanted to find someone at the level of Master to spar with, but that would be too conspicuous.

He thought about it and decided to clean up these little tyrants of Red Port!

"You have such a big mouth, very well, in consideration of your father, I'll leave you some breath, but what kind of life you will live in the latter half of your life, I can't say," Jiao Liecheng stood up, signaling that the banquet could continue after he dealt with this guy.

The other guests treated it purely as a diversion.

Jiao Liecheng's strength was witnessed by all, if not for the other party being the son of a Master, he might have been chopped up and fed to dogs on the spot.

"You, come over here too," Wu Hen pointed at Liang Shou, who was still sitting, in an extremely arrogant manner.

Chu Zhi's eyebrows furrowed, she was about to speak.

As if knowing she was going to calm things down again, Wu Hen moved his finger to her, saying, "Seeing as you've always been somewhat reasonable, I've given you a lot of face already. If you talk too much, I have a slap waiting for you!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Zhi's face turned entirely red.
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Is this man sick!

She had repeatedly helped him downplay major issues and minor ones, yet he was not only ungrateful but also insulted her.

This person was beyond saving.

Even so, Chu Zhi still didn't want these people to come to blows. Her gaze fell on Cai Ni and she spoke to Cai Ni, "Cai Ni, your brother must be drunk, help him leave and take good care of him."

Cai Ni also felt that her brother must have drunk fake alcohol!

It was outrageous.

It was just a maid who was injured, there wasn't much harm done. Divine Bird Meat and such tributes were rare, but there were substitutes, was there really a need to offend everyone outright?

"Head to the stone wall so as not to disturb the elders' rest," Jiao Liecheng spoke.

Stay away from the elders lest when you fight, your blows become heavily involved.

Jiao Liecheng naturally wasn't afraid of this illegitimate son before him—what he respected was Cai Huang, who was a person nearly equal in stature to his own master.

"Indeed, I'll break your bones and then hang you on the wall, to make it clear to others in Red Port who truly deserves the tribute!" Wu Hen said.

Lately, Jiao Liecheng had been very prominent, many forces even delivered their tributes directly to his abode, leaving Wu Hen with nothing but tasteless and worthless items, which he himself had to deal with from various tribes' "requests"—fatigued by excess!

Collecting items, was he meant to do the heavy lifting himself?

Wu Hen's words were also meant for other guests present, as he had seen several schools that had once partaken in Longevity Wine within his courtyard now flocking to Jiao Liecheng.

Jiao Liecheng had a position that came with its unique perks, enjoying the continuous resources of the Holy Sect.

In terms of rules, Jiao Liecheng was already reaching into his own pockets!

"If we must fight, let us limit it to that, having been cast away in Red Port, we ought to unite and assist each other; fighting amongst ourselves only gives opportunities to the Alien Race," Chu Zhi stated.

"Yes, all being disciples of the Holy Sect, let's not break our harmony, a normal friendly match should suffice." Cai Ni quickly added.

"Gentlemen, perhaps change the location. It's been some days since I last encountered such audacity; this will add to everyone's enjoyment," Jiao Liecheng, however, smiled.

Jiao Liecheng was known for his high profile.

Indeed, he ordered his servants to carry the long tables towards the Stone Palace Wall.

Soon, news that someone challenged Jiao Liecheng spread all over Red Port.

Before long, the area near the Stone Palace Wall filled with a variety of humans, indistinguishable from any other civilization's crowd that revels in excitement, enjoying the skirmishes amongst notable local youth, over territory, over women, over treasures, over proving their strength…

At Nuwa God End's Red Port Inn, the human elites hearing this news were utterly stunned.

Though in the plan, indeed it was to let the spiritual leaders strut about in Red Port to expose those tribes coveting Nuwa God End, their spiritual leaders were bullying and overpowering, picking fights randbrnging enemies everywhere, making many elites acquainted with keeping their heads down and avoiding troubles extremely uncomfortable.

Used to playing defensively, they weren't accustomed to this style of aggressive face-slapping.

But regardless, they had to go to the source of the disturbance.

Upon arriving on site, what the reinforcement team, led by Wang Rui, found was not Wu Hen challenging Jiao Liecheng, but having offended nearly everyone in Red Port capable of fighting, facing multiple opponents at once!

"No worries, no worries, he currently carries the identity of a Holy Sect Disciple, even if he suffers a crushing defeat, it has nothing to do with us."

"But many people know that he is our protector."

"Imagine… I'm just saying imagine, if Wu Hen wins, would we also be able to strut around in Red Port?"

"Strutting around might be too much, but at least no force would dare to trouble us then."

...

On the vast Stone Palace Wall stood several figures, the tyrant Wu Hen on one side, and Jiao Liecheng and Liang Shou on the other.

"Brother Jiao, let him draw a few more breaths, I haven't had my fill yet," Liang Shou said.

Liang Shou shifted to the side, even though it was the two of them being challenged, Liang Shou didn't feel the need to step in.

"No problem," Jiao Liecheng nodded.

Without further words, Jiao Liecheng was already eager to trample this fellow's face under his feet!

He took steps towards Wu Hen's direction.

His pace wasn't fast; he wanted to see what superb skills the opponent possessed to be so arrogant before him.

Jiao Liecheng awaited Wu Hen to showcase his full capabilities, ready to resolve them effortlessly under the watchful eyes of all, displaying his absolute strength.

However, suddenly, the opponent moved in front of him with an eerily fast speed, raising his hand and without any warning, slapped his face!

"Slap!"

Jiao Liecheng hastily used Holy Breath to protect himself, but the opponent's slap still landed, forcing him to stagger backward several steps.

This slap, also suffused with Holy Breath, was not only tremendously forceful but also loud, like a thunderclap smacking Jiao Liecheng's cheek, catching him completely off guard!

"You dare snatch my tribute!" Wu Hen raised his hand and slapped down again.

Glittering with Holy Golden Blood, Wu Hen's strength was now on a whole different level compared to before, and a normal attack was no less powerful than a full-force blow from the tyrant tiger armor!

Jiao Liecheng staggered back a few more steps, barely stabilizing himself when that vast golden palm struck again.

"You dare hurt my loved maid!" Wu Hen cursed while slapping with lightning-like Holy Breath.

Jiao Liecheng was getting bewildered by the strikes, the seemingly straightforward palm force hitting him—how could he not dodge it or even block it properly?

"I was giving you face!" Wu Hen threw a punch, directly striking Jiao Liecheng's chest, sending him sliding backward!