Great Sage
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Chapter 14
🕑 Added 2025-03-22 08:36:58 +0000 UTC"Cough, cough..."
Chi Xiao let out a weak cough, her face growing paler—her injuries were so severe that even breathing had become difficult.
"Senior Sister, are you okay? Uh… if you're gonna cough up blood, at least give me a heads-up first. Don’t get it on me—this outfit is this year’s latest model, and it was expensive."
"Pfft!"
Chi Xiao spat a mouthful of fresh blood right onto Han Luo ’s clothes, then shot him a deadly glare.
"Senior Sister, what was that for?! I just saved your life! Why are you looking at me like that?"
Han Luo felt deeply wronged.
He had gone out of his way to do something good, yet here he was getting scorned for it.
Instinctively, he tightened his arms around Chi Xiao.
"You shameless scoundrel—take your hands off me! Now!"
Chi Xiao gritted her teeth.
This guy must be doing it on purpose.
On the surface, he acted all proper and righteous, but in reality, he was full of tricks and deceit.
No, wait—even on the surface, he looks like a complete menace!
"Like a dog biting someone—you don't recognize a good person when you see one! Should’ve just let the demons capture you and turn you into a maid!"
Han Luo huffed in frustration. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
So, without thinking, he tightened his embrace even further.
"You...!" Chi Xiao trembled with rage but was too weak to resist. Her injuries were too severe, leaving her completely at his mercy.
"Tell me your name!" Chi Xiao practically growled through clenched teeth.
"My name? So you can track me down later and settle the score? Senior Sister, don’t be ridiculous. Just sit tight and wait for rescue like a good girl." Han Luo patted her back gently, as if comforting a child.
Feeling his palm press against her back, Chi Xiao shuddered like she had been electrocuted.
"Let. Me. Go." Her face flushed with shame and embarrassment as she struggled to free herself.
"Senior Sister, please have some restraint—don’t move around so much! Junior Brother is a righteous man! If you keep doing this, you're really putting me in a difficult position!"
Han Luo sighed dramatically.
Women truly are devious.
Chi Xiao didn’t say a word but continued to struggle.
She would rather be captured by demons and be turned into a servant, a plaything—anything—than be held like this by him!
"Senior Sister, don't be mad. You saved me earlier, and now I’ve saved you—we’re even. From now on, let’s never see each other again.
And by the way, just because you're a little pretty, don’t assume that every man wants a piece of you.
We’re all cultivators here—have some self-awareness, will you?"
Han Luo spoke in a slow, deliberate tone, completely oblivious to the dangerous glint in Chi Xiao’s eyes.
He had already calculated everything—
Chi Xiao looked like a cold and untouchable warrior, but in reality, she had tons of admirers, especially a bunch of brain-dead fanboys.
If he got too close to her, those crazy fanatics would definitely come after him—
Ambush him, poison him, set traps for him… who knows what else.
Rather than live in constant fear, it was better to cut ties completely! Chi Xiao was so angry that she could no longer even speak. All she could do was glare at Han Luo with seething hatred, as if trying to murder him with her gaze alone.
—
Meanwhile, back at the explosion site…
"Aaaahhhhhh!" A furious roar shook the land.
"You bastard! You dare injure my True Demon Body?!" Mo Jiu emerged from the smoke.
His entire body was bright red, like he had been boiled alive. His face was covered in purple and green bruises, with steel needles embedded in his skin.
He reeked of something foul, looking like he had just climbed out of a sewer. The explosion itself had only caused minor injuries but the extra surprises hidden within the blast?
They were utterly infuriating.
Itching Powder — Made him feel like a million ants were crawling all over his body.
Stink Bombs — Gave him a stench so foul that even demons would turn their noses up.
Crane’s Red Poison — A mind-corrupting toxin, like drinking a hundred bottles of liquor in one go.
Laced Steel Needles — From the way foam was leaking out of his mouth, his body was already malfunctioning.
"Who the hell is this guy?! Who even fights like this?! This is way too low-class!"
Mo Jiu gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.
Then—
With a single flap of his demon wings, he hovered into the sky.
"True Demon Flames."
Dark flames erupted around his body, instantly burning away all the poisons and negative effects.
"You want to play dirty? Fine. I’ll slaughter you both!"
Mo Jiu’s expression darkened as he made a complex hand seal.
A third eye opened on his forehead—
"True Demon Eye."
A royal bloodline ability unique to the Demon Race.
Under the gaze of the True Demon Eye, nothing could remain hidden.
—
Back in the safehouse…
"Where the hell are those reinforcements?! Did they get lost?!"
Han Luo muttered under his breath.
Then—
His entire body stiffened.
A searing pain shot through his shoulder.
Tears sprang into his eyes because Chi Xiao had just sunk her teeth into his shoulder.
Hard.
Blood splattered everywhere.
And yet—
Chi Xiao did not let go. If anything, she adjusted her position to bite down even harder.
"Senior Sister! I was wrong! Please, go easy on me—I’m scared of pain!" Han Luo nearly lost his mind. What the hell was wrong with this woman?!
She actually bit him?! Not just pretend, not just a warning—she full-on chomped down!
And the blood was gushing! Chi Xiao ignored him. She simply tightened her grip, as if determined to bite him to death.
"Fine, fine! You leave me no choice!" Han Luo gritted his teeth. He slowly lifted both hands—
Riiiiip, clang, crash, clatter, bang, boom, ratatatatatatatatata… (Narrator: We have skipped 300 words of indescribable chaos.)
Five seconds later.
Chi Xiao released him, her face beet red. She glared at Han Luo in furious silence. Their eyes locked.
Then—
Han Luo suddenly muttered, "Senior Sister… when was the last time you brushed your teeth?"
"Pfft!" Chi Xiao’s internal injuries instantly worsened and she passed out on the spot.
Just then…
Mo Jiu’s voice boomed overhead. "Little brats! I’ve memorized your faces! If you dare step foot outside Luo Xian Sect, I swear, I will make your lives a living hell!" Then, with a furious snarl, Mo Jiu vanished into the distance.
Watching him flee, Han Luo let out a sigh of relief.
Then—
His face turned pale.
"Wait… did I just get marked for death by a demon lord?! Oh no, oh no… I think I’ve been targeted by the Demon Clan! I just knew some villain was out to get me!" Han Luo clutched his head in despair.
"All I did was blow you up a few times with a couple hundred spirit talismans and gift you a 'Rest in Peace Deluxe Package'—did you really have to hold a grudge this hard?!" His face was filled with frustration as he looked up at Yun Yangzi, who floated in midair, his robes billowing with celestial grace.
Yun Yangzi frowned. Han Luo had indeed saved many disciples, proving himself resourceful and cunning. But a personality like this…?
He was far from suited for the path of cultivation and enlightenment.
Forget it.
The path of immortality has a thousand roads—what is poison to one may be another’s destined opportunity.
With a sweep of his sleeve, Yun Yangzi collected all the disciples and vanished into the sky.
