Jun Moxie took a step back, which was not much. But when Gu Feiyu heard him say that, his already collapsing sanity was instantly ignited by rage! He nearly spat out a mouthful of blood: No deep, deadly hatred? You have already cursed my entire lineage back seven generations, driving me nearly mad, and now you speak of 'letting it go with a laugh'? Gu Feiyu gasped violently, his eyeballs almost bulging out, his handsome face twisted like a demon from hell, spittle flying as he shrieked: "Mo Junye, the matter is at this point, further talk is useless! No matter how silver-tongued you are, today I must kill you! Even if you possess the most extraordinary Ethereal Constitution, you are destined to meet your end today!"

Jun Moxie gave a wry smile, his demeanor growing even better, feigning great grievance: "Young Master Gu, you say not to insult my Master, Cao Shenghuang, so how would I dare oppose you? I would avoid you by every means possible. Now that I have already expressed my willingness to yield, you have clearly gained the upper hand. Why must you be so relentless... Is there truly no place for reason within the Misty Illusory Mansion?"

Just now, Gu Feiyu had only mentioned that within the Mansion, there were many powerful beings whom even Cao Guofeng dared not offend! But this was the truth, not mere boasting. Though his demeanor was arrogant, he had genuinely not insulted Cao Guofeng!

The moment Jun Moxie spoke, he slapped this heavy mantle right onto him. Because...

Those two powerful auras had already arrived nearby...

At this moment, Gu Feiyu was practically insane, filled to the brim with fury. Under the deliberate guidance of the young master Jun, he spat out curses without choosing his words: "So what if I cursed Cao Guofeng? You don't like hearing it? Come on then! Come and fight me to the death! Aren't you bold? That old bastard Cao Guofeng! That old son of a bitch! That old rogue... Why shouldn't I curse him?"

Under the subtle manipulation of the young master Jun, Gu Feiyu felt, 'Since I've already cursed him once, what does it matter if I curse him a few more times? If I can provoke this brat into a frenzy and make him charge at me, I can kill him in one go!'

He was thoroughly venting his anger now, feeling that this kind of furious cursing was the only way to truly let off steam. You insult my ancestors, so I'll curse your master! Damn it, can't I curse people too?

Only Miao Xiaomiao watched Gu Feiyu with extreme shock, then looked at Jun Moxie, her eyes showing a strange mixture of exasperation, amusement, and helplessness.

Jun Moxie flushed, stammering in feigned anger: "Young Master Gu, how could you say such a thing? You can curse me, and I can choose to ignore it, but why must you include Sacred Emperor Cao? And curse him so viciously! Have his seven brothers all offended you? You are merely a junior; where does all this anger stem from? Is this how your elders taught you?"

Another provocation! Curse them, curse them all, curse all seven of them...

Gu Feiyu did not disappoint Jun Moxie's expectations, leaping up again to curse wildly: "Bah! I cursed them, so what can you do about it! Bastard! Scoundrel! So what if there are seven of them? Are they trying to bully me just because they have numbers? Let me tell you, forget the seven Sacred Emperors! Damn it, in the eyes of our Gu family, they don't amount to a fart! They are worth less than nothing!"

Miao Xiaomiao instinctively covered her face!

Right behind Gu Feiyu, who was puffing up in righteous indignation, stood two other figures, their faces contorted with rage. No one knew when they had arrived, but they had likely been standing there for some time. Their formidable cultivation skills concealed their presence. Even though they were right there, unless one looked back, no one would sense that two living beings were present—certainly not the Shenxuan Third Grade Gu Feiyu.

One of them, with a square face and pale complexion, three long whiskers floating before his chest, a straight nose, and a square mouth, possessed an imposing aura even without anger!

Who else could this be but the Third Grade Sacred Emperor, Cao Guofeng!

As for the other person, his face was the color of ripe jujubes, his eyes narrow, and his black beard hung straight down to his abdomen. This man was Gu Feiyu's grandfather, Gu Yunyang!

At this moment, both men were so furious their faces had turned ashen!

Miao Xiaomiao saw these two figures, and Jun Moxie saw them too; even Little Sprout noticed them. Only Gu Feiyu, with his back turned, did not see them.

It was because Miao Xiaomiao saw these two men that a massive realization suddenly surged through her heart! Being an intelligent woman, she instantly grasped the reason for the change in Mo Junye, from holding the absolute advantage to his current shift.

'So, he calculated all of this! He knew from the start that with his cultivation level, he could never defeat Gu Feiyu. But continuous yielding would only lead to self-humiliation. Therefore, he chose to use his physique to fiercely suppress Gu Feiyu...'

'But Gu Feiyu is still at the Shenxuan realm. If he cannot maintain the suppression, once Gu Feiyu recovers, Jun Moxie will be the one at a disadvantage. So, he risked his life, adopting the guise of a desperate madman, pressing forward relentlessly! He simply gave Gu Feiyu no time to react. That is why, even with his dagger tip against Gu Feiyu's throat, he forced Gu Feiyu back seventeen steps! What kind of courage is that?'

'It turns out he is no desperate madman; this was all his strategy... But... wait! Even so, if no one had arrived later, wouldn't he have faced certain death?...'

Miao Xiaomiao frowned in thought for a moment, then her brow suddenly unfurled: 'That's it! I see now! He even factored this possibility in. Because of his Ethereal Constitution, the Illusory Mansion must cherish him like a treasure. Traveling alone, he naturally wouldn't feel secure, so someone must have been monitoring him all along... As long as he made the situation sufficiently big, someone would immediately rush over to handle it! And he was waiting for that person.'

With this thought, Miao Xiaomiao was utterly overwhelmed by shock: How could a young man, seemingly one or two years younger than herself, possess such profound, deep-seated schemes?

'And what about Gu Feiyu's sudden collapse at the end...? Although he pressed forward constantly, he never pressed too close. In fact, after the initial moment with the dagger at his throat, every step Jun Moxie took forward, Gu Feiyu retreated a step; the dagger tip moved further and further away from his throat... Although he relentlessly pursued, he never again placed himself in true peril. Logically, Gu Feiyu shouldn't have collapsed, but he did—what caused that?'

Miao Xiaomiao’s mind raced: 'It was because of me. It was because I glanced at Gu Feiyu at that moment. He was already on the verge of collapse from shame and fury, and he cared greatly about me. Thus, my glance caused his mental breakdown!'

'If I hadn't been here, this Mo Junye would likely have continued his suppression until the very last moment!'

'Although he never looked at me, he was constantly aware of me. The moment I cast that glance, Mo Junye knew Gu Feiyu was about to break. So, from that point on, he truly retreated, moving away from danger! This Mo Junye has completely understood the 'human nature' and Gu Feiyu's personality! When to advance, when to retreat—his plan was perfectly clear, without a single flaw! Truly formidable!'

'My glance disrupted his carefully laid plan, but at that very moment, Sacred Emperor Cao and the old patriarch Gu arrived. And this Mo Junye immediately pushed his retreat to the absolute limit, using that withdrawal to reignite Gu Feiyu's rage, making him lose his reason. Then, through verbal inducement, he escalated the core conflict, making himself appear, in the eyes of the newcomers, to be the most innocent, the most victimized party! Who would ever guess that the one truly suffering torment was the raging Gu Feiyu, who was shouting nonstop?'

'Well, since I have already torn my face with Gu Feiyu, there is no hope for reconciliation. I might as well offend him completely now! By creating this rift in front of the high-ranking figures, I have positioned myself as the victim... And since Cao Guofeng and the other seven have recovered their Ethereal Constitutions and achieved great merit... it seems the Gu family is in trouble this time.'

Only after figuring all this out did Miao Xiaomiao finally breathe a sigh of relief. Her gaze towards Jun Moxie grew even more awestruck: This person is simply a monster! He absolutely cannot be offended! Otherwise, one truly doesn't know how one might end up...

In such a complex situation, he devised countermeasures and reacted correctly in an instant, possessing far lower cultivation than his opponent, yet remaining perfectly composed. He managed to completely reverse the situation by his own efforts until it became one-sided...

Miao Xiaomiao asked herself if she could have done the same if she were in Mo Junye's position—absolutely not! It was simple: his response was almost instinctual, employing the most correct method for self-preservation and counterattack. Whereas she, having witnessed the entire progression, only managed to deduce everything based on the facts that had already transpired!

The gap between them was astronomical!

'Messing with someone like this, Gu Feiyu is finished. Even the Gu family will face misfortune.'

Miao Xiaomiao's expression turned cautious. When she looked again at Mo Junye, whose cultivation was vastly inferior to hers, a trace of awe appeared in her beautiful eyes! And, curiosity!

Who exactly is this person? Such intellect would be more than enough for dominating the world! This... he is truly too... terrifying!

Watching Gu Feiyu's bewildered and oblivious state, Miao Xiaomiao felt a sudden sense of relief in her heart: Gu Feiyu's pestering over the years had truly become exceedingly tiresome for her... If she could use this Mo Junye to get rid of Gu Feiyu, it would be a good thing for her...

What Miao Xiaomiao didn't know was that while her deductions were logical and reasonable, they only captured a small fraction of the truth. The real truth was that the young master Jun was a combination of superior skill, audacious courage, and a slight infusion of his mental manipulation power...

However, the outcome remained the same: having provoked Jun Moxie, Gu Feiyu was undoubtedly pitiful and unlucky...

And now, the pitiful and unlucky Gu Feiyu was still facing Jun Moxie, completely unaware of the figures behind him, still shouting senselessly: "...And what is Cao Guofeng? How dare he try to pressure me? To hell with him! Our Gu family, the Gu family! Boy, do you even know the Gu family? Let me tell you! Our men from the Gu family can crush Cao Guofeng as easily as crushing an ant! And you dare to rely on him as your backing! Only a clueless country bumpkin like you would think he’s anything special! To tell you the truth, back then, my grandfather fought Cao Guofeng, and Cao Guofeng was beaten until he was kneeling, begging my grandfather for mercy, only then did he narrowly survive and cling to life until now. You people probably don't know about this, right? Hahaha... It's truly hilarious! Country bumpkin, do you know what kind of trash your master is now?"

Behind him, Cao Guofeng, the Sacred Emperor Cao, and the other elder in green, whose complexions had already turned iron-blue, were now completely black as the bottom of a pot! (To be continued. If you wish to know what happens next, please read more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)