“A battle?” Baili Luoyun managed a wry smile. The usually composed pale gentleman showed distinct signs of turning blue.

It wasn't that Baili Luoyun lacked courage, but rather that Young Master Jun’s track record was simply too terrifying. Just yesterday, right before their eyes, their boss had casually disposed of a Divine Profound expert, even sending another one along to accompany him to the next life. What was the point of him fighting?

Though Baili Luoyun held himself in high regard, his mind wasn't completely submerged in water, nor had he been kicked by some animal. He wouldn't commit such an act of utter recklessness!

To knowingly face an opponent he stood absolutely no chance against and still insist on resisting—what else could that be but sheer lunacy?

If Baili Luoyun truly possessed the formidable power to challenge, let alone defeat or kill a Divine Profound expert, the Baili Family would likely have been overthrown by him countless times already. Why would he wait until now to endure this endless oppression from the stronger members?

Looking at the two corpses on the ground—those two family elders who had once been renowned in their own right—Baili Luoyun’s gaze was exceptionally complex! These few individuals, relying on their superior strength, had oppressed him for years. No matter how hard he worked, how dedicatedly he served the family, they always found fault with him and could conjure endless excuses to torment him!

Now, they lay there coldly on the ground, reduced to two piles of lifeless meat holding no meaning whatsoever. Although there was some degree of blood relation, in Baili Luoyun’s heart, these people were his mortal enemies!

“There’s no need for a contest. As per our previous agreement, I will follow you for the rest of my life! From this moment on, my life belongs to you!” Baili Luoyun straightened his body, his eyes fixed firmly on Jun Moxie, his gaze suddenly blazing hot.

Burning!

The instant those two bodies lay before him, Baili Luoyun felt as though a long-sealed lock in his heart had suddenly shattered. There was a profound sense of emptiness, but immediately following it was an endless surge of fighting spirit! All the latent ambition buried deep within him erupted into flame!

He trusted that by following this young man before him, his future days would undoubtedly be richer and far more colorful! “What do you need me to do?” Baili Luoyun inquired.

“It’s too early to ask about such things now.” Jun Moxie smiled faintly, then abruptly turned his head. “Say, you spectators watching the show—shouldn’t you be satisfied by now? If you aren't, too bad, the grand performance has concluded!”

“Hahaha,” a burst of laughter preceded seven figures walking out in single file. Dongfang Wendao gave an enthusiastic thumbs-up. “Moxie, you truly are incredible, even killing a Divine Profound! Uncle is genuinely curious—how did you manage it? When did you reach the Heaven Profound Realm? You little fellow, you keep delivering surprises! If you’d had this capability back then, Uncle would have been in serious trouble! Today, a Heaven Profound shattering a Divine Profound—you’ve created a legend!”

At his words, everyone immediately turned their focus to Jun Moxie.

“Heh heh, it’s not as miraculous as all that; there’s a specific secret to it,”

Jun Moxie’s eyes darted around. “My Master possesses a unique secret technique, truly unparalleled in the world.” It can unleash the absolute maximum potential a person can currently overdraft in an extremely short time, and it has another benefit: minimal side effects. A few days of rest and one is fully recovered, unlike those so-called secret arts where one display results in crippling energy loss or shortened lifespan—those are utter garbage. Well, something like that…” Then again, I heard Baili Xiongfeng has been having diarrhea these past few days and has absolutely no strength left…” Otherwise, even if I boosted my power, I still wouldn't be able to beat him.”

Everyone gritted their teeth in frustration. What kind of nonsensical excuse was that? A Divine Profound expert suffering from diarrhea? Who in the blazes had ever heard of such a thing? Even consuming a meal entirely composed of deadly poison might not give a Divine Profound expert the runs…

However, his prior explanation was deeply shocking. A secret technique that unlocks the maximum overdrafted potential in a short time—while astonishing, that was secondary. What was truly astounding was that the cost of using such a technique was merely three to five days of rest. What kind of secret art was that? No wonder he treated all the world’s secret techniques with disdain. It was overwhelmingly dominant!

But since it was a secret technique, how could they easily ask to see it?

For a moment, the Seven Great Experts were helpless. After all, this technique involved another peerless powerhouse whom no one dared to offend.

“Moxie has a small favor to ask of you two seniors,” Jun Moxie said cheerfully, cupping his hands towards Duanmu Chaofan and Sikong Anyue with great courtesy. “Seniors, you must be preparing to leave this place and return to your families soon. Might I trouble you to do me a small favor on your journey? For you two seniors, this matter is truly as simple as raising a hand.”

“What is it? If it is truly within our ability, Sikong Anyue will certainly not refuse!” Sikong Anyue asked cautiously. Though he had only met the boy a few times, he already knew this young man was essentially a cunning little fox, and if one wasn't careful, they’d fall right into his trap. Caution was paramount! I said I wouldn't refuse on the premise that it is within my capability; if it’s something beyond my strength, then I apologize.”

“… N-no, no problem… Just… just say… say it!” Duanmu Chaofan, despite being the elder, was utterly unprepared for what was coming. He put on the air of a seasoned master, generously accepting everything upfront.

In his mind, since the boy called it a small favor requiring minimal effort, surely he wasn't asking him to commit murder or arson? It was best to agree quickly and leave, perhaps gaining a friendly gesture in the process, especially considering the Jun Family’s status was far from what it used to be.

Sikong Anyue shot him an exasperated look, thinking this fool was the epitome of someone who’d help count the money after being sold. Now, he’d dragged the rest of them down too.

Sure enough, Jun Moxie continued with a joyful laugh: “It’s nothing major. Well, when you two seniors depart, to prevent any ignorant juniors with no sense from bothering you, I will assign fifty guards to escort you.”

“No need, no need.” Although the two of us aren’t overwhelmingly powerful, we certainly don’t require an escort. Please excuse the trouble, Young Third Master. Sikong Anyue hastily shook his head in refusal.

Everyone else also felt the boy’s proposal was completely unreliable. What kind of explanation was that? Two Family Heads, two Divine Profound experts traveling together, requiring an escort? Were they expecting some low-level brigands to rob them? What level of sheer idiocy would that require?

While everyone was pondering this, Jun Moxie continued speaking on his own: “Seniors, please hear me out.” The primary duty of that contingent of guards will, naturally, be to escort you two back. However, while passing by the Baili Family estate, they will simultaneously collect Luoyun’s family members. This absolutely will not delay your journey, hehe. That is the entire, tiny matter. I sincerely hope the two seniors won’t mind. Moxie truly intends no slight against you…”

The crowd was left speechless: Pah! They needed to completely re-evaluate this fellow’s shamelessness and the thickness of his skin.

Six of the seven looked pointedly at Jun Wuyi, the Third Master of the Jun Family, their meaning clear: Is this boy truly the direct descendant and sole heir of the old Jun Family? Why does he not possess even a shred of the upright and honorable demeanor of the old Jun Family?!

How was this just “passing by” the Baili Family estate? Did this friend know that such a ‘convenient detour’ would force the two of them to travel an extra thousand li? And yet, he made it sound like he was granting them a huge favor by offering the escort as the primary objective… This was simply too brazen! Sikong Anyue and Duanmu Chaofan cursed internally, their faces genuinely turning bitter.

Setting aside everything else, they had just personally witnessed him slay two Baili Family experts moments ago. Now, they were being asked to go to the Baili Family estate to collect people! Even if they held some status and strength, this whole situation sounded decidedly awkward, if not outright inappropriate.

“No, no, no…” Duanmu Chaofan shook his head like a rattle drum. Seeing immense trouble descending upon him, the Duanmu Family Head suddenly spoke without a single stutter, refusing with lightning speed. His eloquence was sharp enough to qualify him as a rhetorician.

“Seniors need not be so polite. You both braved danger to stand up for the Jun Family’s cause—a demonstration of noble character admired by both man and god. Moxie’s action is merely a small token of thanks, unworthy of true recognition. As for that trifling matter, it certainly won’t consume much of your valuable time,”

Jun Moxie seemed not to have heard him, continuing with a genial smile: “I trust the two seniors will not mind a slight delay. You must know, seniors are not only peerless in martial arts and chivalrous in spirit, but you are true men! If you saw someone bullying the weak, you would surely draw your swords to help. Third Uncle, Elder Ying, you two agree, don't you?”

Jun Wuyi nodded repeatedly, confirming heartily: “Precisely! These two seniors share a bond of brotherhood with your Third Uncle, so they are undoubtedly genuine men! I can vouch for that!”

Ying Bokong maintained a stern face and stated seriously: “Their reputations are indeed sound. After spending time with them these past few days, they likely aren't creatures of the brute variety!”

Duanmu Chaofan and Sikong Anyue stared with wide eyes and open mouths, utterly unable to speak. What kind of people were these? This nephew and uncle, along with Ying Bokong, were teaming up to imply that if they refused to cooperate, or failed to exert themselves in this matter, they would truly be beasts—and not men!

This was too vicious. How upright and righteous was the former Jun Wuyi? Had he become just as cunning due to his sly nephew?

The two were so depressed they nearly slammed their heads against a wall. How could they refuse? They couldn't even manage the words to say no! Damn it! You killed people, you undermined their foundations, and now you want us to clean up your mess! And not just clean it up, but perhaps gather some extra things while we’re at it! What the hell kind of situation is this?!

With no way out, Duanmu Chaofan and Sikong Anyue stared blankly for a long moment, then suddenly jumped up: “Damn it! If we’re going, let’s go quickly! Once news of the deaths here spreads, who will we be picking up then? Hurry up and be swift! We admit defeat when it comes to you two uncles and nephews. Isn't that enough?!”

The two turned and left, rushing off as swiftly as fish escaping a net, no longer wanting to remain near this family unit. Who knew when they might be sold out themselves, perhaps even forced to help haggle the price and cheerfully count the money!