The spatial vortex at the exit of the Forgotten Celestial Abyss swirled violently before settling into a peaceful emerald light.
Outside the ravine, thousands of sect elders, imperial representatives, and rogue cultivators were waiting anxiously. Among them stood Patriarch Gu of the Ancient Pill Clan, flanked by his personal guards. He wore a subtle, dark sneer on his face, his eyes fixed on the vortex.
It has been three days, Patriarch Gu thought darkly, stroking his long beard. Sixteen top assassins of the Blood-Moon Pavilion, including two Nascent Soul Elders... Lu Chen is undoubtedly a corpse by now. Once his spatial ring is brought to me, I shall reclaim my clan's dignity!
Right at that moment, the vortex flared with brilliant purple and silver light!
Three majestic, terrifyingly strong aura waves erupted from the portal!
WHOOSH!
Four figures stepped out smoothly, landing on the floating silver sedan atop the cliff.
The crowd went dead silent. Patriarch Gu’s sneer froze mid-facial twitch, his eyes bulging out of his sockets in absolute, horror-stricken disbelief!
Stepping out in front was Lu Chen, his crimson hair fluttering in the wind, his purple eyes radiating the overwhelming, divine aura of the Half-Step Nascent Soul Realm!
Flanking him were Ye Qingxian and Saintess Ji Xue, both radiating the razor-sharp pressure of the Peak Core Formation Realm!
And carried lightly in Lu Chen's left arm was Princess Yao Ji of the Heavenly Demon Sect, her cheeks still flushed bright pink, her crimson ribbons fluttering as she hid her embarrassed face against Lu Chen's chest!
"MY GOD! LOOK AT THEIR CULTIVATION!"
"Half-Step Nascent Soul at nineteen years old?! Is Young Master Lu Chen even human?!"
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"Look at Saintess Ji Xue and Shadow Guard Ye! They both broke through to Peak Core Formation!"
Patriarch Gu’s entire body trembled violently. "Impossible... IMPOSSIBLE! Where are the sixteen shadow assassins?! Where are my Nascent Soul elders?!"
Lu Chen stood high on the sedan, looking down at Patriarch Gu with a warm, angelic, profoundly pitiful smile.
He casually reached into his sleeve, pulling out a heavy, jingling leather pouch filled with sixteen high-grade spatial rings—the exact rings belonging to the Blood-Moon assassins!
"Ah, Patriarch Gu!" Lu Chen’s smooth, magnetic voice echoed across the mountain valley, carrying across ten miles. "Are you looking for the sixteen gentlemen you sent into the Abyss?"
Patriarch Gu’s breath hitched. "Y-You... what did you do to them?!"
"Oh, do not worry! I am a man of peace," Lu Chen smiled, waving his silver fan gently. "They were simply so moved by the beauty of nature inside the Abyss that they performed a grand, six-hour salsa dance for us! As a gesture of gratitude for their lovely performance, they insisted on gifting me all sixteen of their spatial rings!"
PFT!
Patriarch Gu turned so pale he looked like a fresh corpse! His blood pressure spiked so violently that a mouthful of old blood nearly sprayed out from his lips!
Sixteen top assassins... performing a salsa dance and giving away their spatial rings?!
Before Patriarch Gu could scream in rage, Lu Chen tossed a tiny silver vial down toward Patriarch Gu’s feet—a lingering speck of the Truth-Spilling Hiccup Powder!
SNORT!
Patriarch Gu inhaled a microscopic particle without realizing it!
HIC!
HIC!
"I... HIC! ...I PAID THREE MILLION SPIRIT STONES TO HIRE ASSASSINS BECAUSE MY SON GU FENG IS A WEAK BED-WETTER AND I AM JEALOUS OF THE LU CLAN'S MONEY!" Patriarch Gu shouted at top volume, his voice booming over ten thousand spectators!
BOOM!
The entire valley exploded into roaring, hysterical laughter!
"BAHAHAHAHA! PATRIARCH GU CONFESSED!"
"THREE MILLION WASTED! HAHAHAHA!"
"LIKE FATHER, LIKE SON!"
Patriarch Gu covered his mouth, weeping tears of pure, agonizing humiliation as his personal guards frantically dragged him away from the laughing crowds!
[Ding!]
[Quest Completed: 'Publicly Humiliate Patriarch Gu'!]
[100% Non-Violent Victory Achieved!]
[Rewards Issued: 60,000 System Points!]
[Total System Points Available: 110,000 Points!]
Lu Chen chuckled smoothly, snapping his fan shut. He turned to his three breathtaking heroines—Ye Qingxian, Ji Xue, and the blushing Yao Ji—giving them a slow, devastatingly handsome wink.
"Come, my beauties," Lu Chen smirked as the Spatial Frost Eagles pulled their luxurious sedan into the clouds. "Let's return home to the Lu Clan Esta
te... we have a grand celebration to plan!”