Daily update! Late. Deepest apologies. After moving house, my aunt—so deeply ashamed—came to offer congratulations today. Feng Ling was busy the entire day and was even forced to down a full bottle and a half of beer, ugh. Never mind that now, I’m burying my head in the keyboard. Two updates today, no less!)

"A peerless master? Who?" Ying Bokong's eyes narrowed. Could it be that Silver City already knew of that senior expert’s existence?! I thought that was my exclusive secret!

"We do not yet know the specific identity of the senior guest at Tianxiang, only that the cultivation level of this senior is truly astonishing and history-making!"

The Third Elder’s eyes still held lingering fear: "Several days ago, for some reason, this senior unleashed an aura. At that time, we were tens of miles away, yet we already felt the very winds and clouds change! And today, we discovered another strange occurrence concerning this senior."

Ying Bokong vaguely understood who he was referring to, and a look of respect involuntarily appeared in his eyes: "What strange occurrence? Tell me about it!" Grand Supreme Ying had already concluded that the master the Third Elder spoke of must be Jun's little thief's master. He couldn't help but secretly chuckle—you slow-witted bunch, you’ve thoroughly tormented the man’s disciple and you’re still hoping for good luck?!

Meanwhile, the Third Elder cautiously observed Ying Bokong's expression. His confidence grew; it seemed Ying Bokong must know of this person’s existence, and this person’s strength surpassed that of the Prairie Eagle God before him by at least one level. Ying Bokong only ever admired those stronger than himself! He continued: "Maple Forest south of the city, covering an area of sixty li, has always been an elegant scenic spot in Tianxiang City. But for some unknown reason, when this senior was enraged, he actually incinerated the entire area using his own Profound Qi—silently, leaving no trace. Sixty li of Maple Forest simply vanished without a trace. The ground was perfectly flat, not even a single blade of grass remained…"

Ying Bokong sucked in a sharp breath.

Maple Forest south of the city? Didn't I just come back from there? Could such a world-shattering event have occurred right after I left?

"May I ask what the relationship is between this senior and Supreme Ying...?" the Third Elder asked cautiously. By now, he was almost certain that this mysterious peerless master was acquainted with Ying Bokong, but he didn't know the nature of their relationship. That was secondary, though. What the Third Elder most wanted to know, and most feared knowing, was whether this mysterious powerhouse was connected to the Jun family—that would truly be a disaster!

"Don't know him! Never heard of him!" Ying Bokong shook his head hurriedly. "Not in the slightest! I have never heard that there were such figures on this continent!"

Hmph hmph, come on and cause trouble, everyone from Silver City, come! With that old man presiding, what more should I worry about! Oh, wait, no, how could I let him act personally? I should be the one taking action more, securing more impression points.

It would be best if Han Fengxue himself came, and only then let the old man act, letting Old Man Han hit this iron plate and break his head and bleed! I’ll just sit on the sidelines and watch the show, Ying Bokong thought gleefully.

"Is that so?" The Third Elder frowned slightly. He had hoped to pry some information from Ying Bokong, but this fellow had shut the door on him so bluntly.

What? You don’t believe me? Ying Bokong glared.

The Third Elder muttered inwardly: What kind of person is this? You just severely humiliated us and left my sixth brother hovering between life and death. Now, you can’t even manage a single truthful sentence, and you expect me to believe you? Do you take everyone else for fools!

"Supreme Ying..." The Third Elder cupped his hands politely: "Regarding today's events, it is likely that we were simply outmatched, and it is inappropriate to comment; however, the disgrace Supreme Ying inflicted upon the Fengxue Silver City, we shall certainly come to reclaim it another day. The First Elder will surely make arrangements; the mountains are high and the rivers long. Chu bids farewell now!"

"Since I, Ying Bokong, dared to stir up trouble, I am not afraid of trouble! As for your First Elder, is it Xiao Xingyun? Hmph hmph, just him! He dares to cause trouble for this old man?! If you truly want to reclaim satisfaction, have Old Man Han come himself!" Ying Bokong snorted heavily. "Heh heh, I've long heard that Xiao Xingyun and Xiao Buyu are known as the Twin Walls of Silver City. Xingyun Bu Yu (Wandering Clouds and Spreading Rain), soaring in the Nine Heavens, admired by all Profoundists under heaven—this old man has long wanted to see just how these two old fellows manage their 'wandering clouds and spreading rain'!"

The Third Elder's gaze remained steady, and he smiled softly: "I imagine Supreme Ying will not be disappointed in the future. Farewell."

With a slight bow, the Third Elder beckoned Mu Xuetong, lifted the body of the Sixth Elder, and left with Han Yanmeng. At the doorway, he suddenly turned back, looking at Ying Bokong, and said slowly: "There is one thing I hadn't intended to mention, but Supreme Ying’s heroic spirit suggests he won't care. It is rumored that the young master of Blood Soul Villa, during his last visit to the Capital, took a liking to a woman and intended to make her his concubine; that woman is the housekeeper’s daughter, the wife of the Jun family—Jun Qinghan! She is currently at the Jun residence! Since Supreme Ying has settled here, you should make preparations early. Blood Soul Villa, I fear, is not as easy to deal with as our Fengxue Silver City!"

Having said that, the Third Elder smiled faintly and left without looking back.

Before leaving, Han Yanmeng flashed a charming smile and waved to Jun Wuyi: "Third Brother, if I have time later, I’ll come over to listen to your stories. And your nephew, next time you absolutely must make him call me Auntie! Otherwise, I’ll go back and tell Sister that you and your nephew teamed up to bully me!"

Jun Wuyi smiled and waved them out.

But Ying Bokong, Grand Supreme Ying, was stunned!

Completely, utterly stunned!

It wasn't just stepping onto a pirate ship! I’ve fallen straight into a ten-thousand-li great swamp! Now, even if I wanted to pull my feet out, I can’t…

The Heaven South Blood Soul Pillar, the North’s Fengxue Forging Silver City! In this era, these two great powers are the most formidable. And this tiny Jun family has managed to provoke both of them…

All for a few martial arts moves, I sold myself out! And I’ve attracted such tremendous trouble!

Oh my heavens!

Ying Bokong stood frozen for a moment, then suddenly exploded in fury! He roared with a voice like shattering thunder: "Jun little thief! You little bastard! Get out here for this old man!"

Silence reigned all around; no one answered.

Ying Bokong rushed through the Jun family's courtyards with frantic speed, finding no trace of Jun Mo Xie. Raging, he rushed back to Jun Wuyi’s small courtyard, muttering angrily: Little bastard, if I catch you, and I don't skin you alive, it’ll be because you were born with a lucky fate! You, you, you... you’ve ruined this old man!

Jun Wuyi, naturally astute and clever, had sensed the danger early on and retreated to his bedchamber to contemplate his sword techniques. Only Ying Bokong remained, panting in silent rage, so depressed he felt like killing someone...

Depressed he certainly was, but it was only the feeling of wanting to kill someone!

Originally, if the Third Elder had brought up this matter earlier, Grand Supreme Ying might have wavered somewhat. After all, Fengxue Silver City and Blood Soul Villa were the most terrifying forces in the world today. The combined enemy of both powers—even Chief Supreme Yun Biechen might not be able to handle them, let alone Ying Bokong?

But before mentioning that matter, the Third Elder first spoke of that great expert possessing "astonishing and history-making" cultivation. Although he was trying to gather information, he had inadvertently reminded Ying Bokong.

And this master could, with a mere gesture, make a vast forest instantly disappear without a sound. With such an expert overseeing things, what if Han Fengxue and Li Juetian attacked together? While venting his anger by searching fruitlessly for Jun the little thief, Grand Supreme Ying didn't pay too much heed!

It’s great to have a powerful backer! Everything is stable as Mount Tai, let the wind flutter and the rain lash…

As for Jun the little thief, whom Grand Supreme Ying couldn't find anywhere, he had long since slipped away to some unknown place…

It was dusk when they left the Jun family gates.

The high-ranking members from Silver City remained silent, even the usually vivacious little princess Han Yanmeng was mute as a clam, and the atmosphere was quite oppressive.

The Sixth Elder lay on Mu Xuetong's back, secretly circulating Profound Qi to regulate his breathing. His spirit had recovered considerably. After all, this old man possessed genuine Divine Profound cultivation; although his injuries were severe, as long as the Profound Qi circulated within his body, his life would not be in danger.

Even the broken bones in his chest had been firmly bound and repositioned by his own Profound Qi; healing was merely a matter of time.

But the humiliation suffered today was an unprecedented disgrace in the Sixth Elder's entire life!

Every time he recalled being forced to utter that word—"Submit"—in the Jun residence under everyone's gaze, the bloody sense of shame was worse than death!

The Sixth Elder remained silent all the way, but his upper and lower teeth bit his lips until they were dripping blood. Crimson droplets fell, one by one, onto Mu Xuetong's back. His eyes were also completely bloodshot!

If I do not avenge this, I swear I am not human!

"Sixth Brother," the Third Elder started to say something, but ultimately let out a long sigh, swallowing back the words he intended to speak. He had spent over thirty years with the Sixth Elder; their understanding was tacit. Through observing his expression, he had grasped the Sixth Elder's intentions and said heavily: "But, that was Ying Bokong!"

"I know, Third Brother, I know what you want to say: With my skill, losing to Ying Bokong is not shameful! Right? If I insist, I might just bring about my own death."

The Sixth Elder spoke in a low voice, his expression on his face twisted into a tragic smile: "But... a man can be killed, but not humiliated! I... I!" Finishing this, the supremely skilled Divine Profound realm expert choked up slightly, showing how deeply this shame had affected him!

"Sixth Elder, you endured this shame earlier to preserve all our lives, and I deeply respect that! Although this youngster is inadequate, I also know how easy it is to say a word of 'No' in such a situation; and how difficult it is to speak the word 'Submit'!" Mu Xuetong chose his words carefully, setting the stage for what he was about to say.

Seeing the Third Elder reveal a look of appreciation, the Sixth Elder’s agitation also calmed down considerably; clearly, Mu Xuetong’s words had had an effect. Changing the topic, he said: "Speaking of shame, the humiliation you inflicted upon the Jun family initially was not light either, Sixth Elder. As the saying goes, there is always a cause for every effect. If you hadn't been so aggressive at the start, perhaps Ying Bokong wouldn't have..."

Mu Xuetong finally revealed what he truly wanted to say. Mu Xuetong had long been dissatisfied with the Sixth Elder's overbearing nature. But since the man was an elder and held a much higher position, he had to be tactful, approaching the matter indirectly. Even so, as he constrained himself, his tone became somewhat uncontrolled towards the end...

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