Chapter 12: Don't Interrupt Me When I'm Speaking

The mocking words hit their ears like a thunderclap, causing their minds to briefly descend into chaos. When they snapped out of it and looked behind them, they saw that at some point, a man clad in armor had appeared behind Zhou Xingchen and Mu Qingxi.

This man was still clapping, looking at Zhou Xingchen with eyes filled with "admiration."

"Who are you?"

At this moment, both Mu Qingxi and Zhou Xingchen felt a sense of unease. The man's sudden appearance was too mysterious, and the muderous aura he gave off felt somewhat familiar.

Immediately, Zhou Xingchen and Mu Qingxi couldn't help but step back. They finally realized why this aura felt so familiar—wasn't it the same aura they had encountered at the Zhou family?

Wasn't it under this very aura that Zhou Xingchen's father, Zhou Yunmo, had died?

While they had tried to take detours outside, this person had still managed to track them down to the Purple Cloud Holy Land.

Seeing Zhou Xingchen and Mu Qingxi retreat, Qi Jiang remained silent and moved his finger slightly.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the void.

"Who are you?"

The armored man ignored the figure that had just appeared, and the figure remained silent as well. The overwhelming killing intent in the air made even him shiver with fear.

"May I ask which family you belong to, senior? Perhaps we might know each other. In the Zhenyuan Domain, our Qi family has connections with many families."

Taotie looked at Qi Jiang, who had stepped forward, and smiled.

"Kid, when chasing a girl, you can't use such methods. Everyone else has already gone in, and you haven't even started yet?"

"Just knock her out and take her home; then turn the raw rice into cooked rice. Isn't that more straightforward? You're pursuing her because you want to sleep with her, right?"

"Why complicate things?"

"Look at you now; you're embarrassing yourself."

Qi Jiang fell silent; the mouth of this armored man was truly venomous.

"By the way, I do know a little about the Qi family; there is indeed some connection."

Upon hearing this, Qi Jiang let out a sigh of relief, though he was still puzzled since he had never seen this man before.

"I'll borrow a drop of your blood."

Before Qi Jiang could react, he realized his finger had been cut, and a drop of blood floated in the air.

The armored man smiled after seeing this.

"I'll show you a little performance, it'll be fiery and lively."

As the blood was drawn, Taotie laughed, his teeth gleaming in the sunlight.

Then he grasped the air with his large hand, reaching into the void.

"Come out!"

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar echoed in everyone's ears.

Following that, powerful figures from the Purple Cloud Holy Land appeared, looking at the armored man with astonishment.

Especially when a group of palaces appeared in the sky.

Qi Jiang looked at the familiar group of palaces, staring at the armored man as if he were a demon.

"No, no, who exactly are you?"

Taotie ignored Qi Jiang and turned to Zhou Xingchen.

"Kid, did you see that? This is how you show off; your attempt doesn't even compare."

Zhou Xingchen was left speechless, unsure of what to say.

"Who are you?"

At this moment, an elderly figure suddenly appeared from the Jiang family, looking at the armored man with fear in his eyes.

"Me? You don't need to know who I am. Your purpose is just to serve as a lesson for these young people on how to show off. However, your Half-Step Saint King strength is quite decent; it's more suitable for showing off."

After saying this, Taotie moved his finger, and the palaces in the sky were instantly obliterated, leaving no trace behind.

Qi Jiang's eyes widened, and he fell to his knees.

"No, Father, Mother, Ancestor."

"I will kill you!"

Qi Jiang charged at Taotie with his sword.

"You refuse to learn how to show off but instead learn how to kill, you bad person."

With a flick of his finger, Qi Jiang vanished.

Taotie stood with his hands behind his back, looking down with a superior demeanor.

A sense of profound mystery radiated from him.

At this moment, Gu Qingxiao, hidden in the void, turned to the people beside him.

"Divine Son, it seems Taotie has been pent up in the family for too long; he's gone a bit mad."

Gu Qingxiao nodded but said nothing, knowing well how the ancestors had been slacking off in the ancestral tomb. Taotie was never one to behave; it was surprising that he hadn't gone completely insane. It was understandable that his mind might not be quite right.

Taotie looked at Zhou Xingchen.

"When you were showing off earlier, I applauded you. Now that I've successfully shown off, why aren't you applauding me? Do you look down on me? Perhaps my efforts in showing off did not meet your expectations?"

"Since that's the case, I will destroy this Holy Land and show off one more time."

Zhou Xingchen's face turned pale, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up.

He began to clap.

At this moment, everyone in the Purple Cloud Holy Land felt an overwhelming dread, their hearts sinking to the bottom. This guy was terrifying; who was he?

Why had they never heard of or seen this person before? When had the Purple Cloud Holy Land offended such a powerful individual?

At this moment, Mu Huatian and Yuexin seemed to realize something, their eyes widening and their breaths quickening.

"Not bad, not bad; this time there's a bit of sincerity."

"Much better than your clueless father, who tried to stop me. He wanted to show off but failed miserably. You, however, have successfully shown off once."

The people of the Purple Cloud Holy Land dared not speak easily, feeling like this guy's mind might be a bit off. What was he even saying?

"Did you kill my father?"

Zhou Xingchen looked at Taotie, his tone icy as he questioned.

"Congratulations, you got it right, but unfortunately, there's no reward."

"May I ask what your esteemed identity is?"

At this moment, Mu Huatian asked.

"Scram."

Taotie roared, and in an instant, thunder crashed and lightning flashed.

Mu Huatian didn't react in time and was knocked back, spitting out blood, his face pale, trembling all over, with blood appearing from his eyes and ears.

"I hate it when others speak while I'm talking."

Mu Huatian's face darkened, but the pressure from the armored man was too great. His pale face lowered, and he fell silent.

The people of the Purple Cloud Holy Land also went silent; after all, Mu Huatian had the strength of a Saint, yet he was severely injured merely by a roar.

"What does this fellow Taoist mean?"

At this moment, the void opened, and a figure appeared.

When the people of the Purple Cloud Holy Land saw this figure, they breathed a sigh of relief; even Mu Huatian felt relieved.

Taotie was about to speak when unexpectedly, an old man appeared.

"I told you, I don't like it when others interrupt me while I'm speaking. You've really angered me, you trash Saint King."

After saying this, an avatar appeared behind Taotie, and the void turned dark.

Then, he swallowed the old man whole.

"What were you thinking, trying to show off at only the Saint King realm. Do you have any self-awareness at all?"

After saying this, Taotie looked at him with disdain.