After speaking, Chen Yue even deliberately poured a cup of wine for Gu Qingfeng, asking meaningfully, "Young Lord, am I right?"
"That's right."
Gu Qingfeng took the wine cup, took a small sip, and nodded with a smile, saying, "That's right. If you know what's good for you, behave yourselves. Killing you all really is as simple as crushing ants for me."
Perhaps not expecting Gu Qingfeng to go along with her, Chen Yue couldn't help but be slightly taken aback. She had originally thought that the more exaggerated she made it sound, the more this guy would be afraid—or at the very least, show some apprehension.
But that wasn't the case.
No fear, no apprehension, nothing at all. He was still as casual and indifferent as before.
Not only that, he even dared to go along with her words as if nothing was wrong. That composure, that calmness, it was as if...
...this guy really could crush White Crane and the others like ants.
Was that possible?
Chen Yue didn't believe it, thinking to herself: *This guy really dares to climb the pole I've set up!*
*Let's see how you handle the aftermath later!*
Climbing the pole?
Indeed.
Gu Qingfeng naturally knew what trick Chen Yue was playing. He couldn't be bothered to expose it. More importantly, he really did want that Sarira. Since Chen Yue had already said what needed to be said, he simply went along with it.
Noticing the Lotus Cushion gradually stabilizing and the Buddhist aura weakening bit by bit, Gu Qingfeng shook his sleeves, flicking some demon fruit crumbs onto the ground. Then, he took out a clean blue cloth from his storage bag, wiped his hands, casually put away the wine pot and cup, and finally slowly stood up.
He stretched lazily, his casual gaze sweeping over White Crane, Zhuo Feng, Ye Rou, and the others. Glancing at the Sarira on the Lotus Cushion, he said leisurely, "All of you, disperse. This thing isn't the Sarira you're looking for. It's not as simple as you imagine; in fact, it's quite dangerous. With your current strength, it's best not to touch it for now."
As he spoke, Gu Qingfeng looked at Chen Yue again and said, "You two as well. Take this chance to leave now, or later you won't be able to leave even if you want to. When that time comes, with your little bit of skill, forget about protecting your sister, even self-preservation will be a problem."
Gu Qingfeng's words not only left Chen Yue baffled but even made her doubt if she had heard correctly.
What did he mean by 'with your current strength, it's best not to touch it' and 'it's dangerous'?
What was he implying?
Was he trying to mystify and scare White Crane and these people?
And what did he mean by 'take this chance to leave now'?
Otherwise, 'later you won't be able to leave even if you want to'?
Her skills couldn't protect her sister, and even self-preservation would be a problem?
This guy scaring White Crane and the others was one thing, but now he was trying to scare *her*?
Damn it!
This guy was getting into his role way too fast!
Did he really think of himself as some high-level Young Lord who kills people like ants?
Putting on airs and pretending to be an expert in front of her!
Was he looking for death?
Just as Chen Yue was feeling indignant, White Crane in the distance could no longer hold back. With an angry roar that made the pagoda summit tremble slightly, he shouted:
"Mystifying nonsense! Let this Young Lord see what skills you have!"
White Crane's figure instantly appeared opposite Gu Qingfeng. Brilliant light shimmered around his body as the power of his Thirty-Six Rotations Golden Core erupted like rolling river waves. As he swung his arm, one hand formed a fist, striking directly.
*Slap!*
Gu Qingfeng lightly raised a hand. No radiant light circulated, nor did any spiritual power surge forth. He just casually, effortlessly, blocked White Crane's punch.
This scene shocked everyone present, because they could all see that White Crane's punch contained the full force of his Thirty-Six Rotations Golden Core. Yet, that white-robed man had blocked it so lightly, relying solely on the strength of his True Body.
*Whoosh!*
Brilliant light erupted from Young Lord White Crane's body. Cloaked in flowing light, treading on overflowing colors, Ninefold Flowing Color flashed wildly. Wind, thunder, clouds stirred; lightning crackled. The powerful momentum of the Great Natural Order instantly enveloped Gu Qingfeng.
What left everyone dumbfounded was that the white-robed man still stood there quietly. Enveloped by the momentum of the Great Natural Order's Ninefold Flowing Color, not only was he completely unaffected, but even his sleeves didn't stir. Not a single strand of his hair floated up. Not one.
"You...
How is this possible..." White Crane's face instantly turned deathly pale, as if he couldn't believe it.
Without even glancing at him, Gu Qingfeng gave a light wave of his hand. Young Lord White Crane immediately let out a muffled groan, was sent flying sideways, slammed into the wall, and with a *wah* sound, vomited blood.
Witnessing this, Zhuo Feng, Ye Rou, and the two fiendish cultivators Da Ze and Da Qing were all greatly shocked and pale-faced. Beside them, Chen Yue also widened her eyes, filled with shock and horror.
White Crane's Thirty-Six Rotations Golden Core power couldn't do anything to him.
Now, even adding the momentum of the Great Natural Order's Ninefold Flowing Color couldn't shake him in the slightest!
What was even more terrifying was...
He hadn't summoned any spiritual power to resist at all.
It was just the strength of his True Body.
That was all.
Chen Yue's heart pounded wildly, unable to believe this was real.
She possessed two Ninefold Flowing Colors and understood the Great Natural Order's Ninefold Flowing Color far better than the others. She knew very well how powerful Ninefold Flowing Color was. Precisely because she knew, when White Crane had summoned the Great Natural Order's Ninefold Flowing Color earlier, she had also been forced to summon her own Ninefold Flowing Color to resist.
If she didn't resist, her True Body simply couldn't withstand it!
Even though she possessed a Flowing Color True Body, she couldn't!
But Gu Qingfeng's True Body wasn't a Flowing Color True Body at all. Forget Ninefold Flowing Color, it wasn't even a single-layer ordinary Color True Body—just a very ordinary True Body. How could it be unaffected by Ninefold Flowing Color?!
If it were just that, it wouldn't have been enough to make Chen Yue hold her breath in shock.
When she saw Gu Qingfeng just wave his hand like that and send White Crane flying on the spot, her entire mind went completely blank!
Chen Yue knew this guy was Gu Qingfeng from the Yunxia Sect. She had also heard many stories about him and knew the rumors said his True Body was formidable and his spiritual power strange.
But no matter what, she never imagined this guy's True Body could be terrifying to such a world-shaking extent.
Just now, White Crane had Ninefold Flowing Color protecting his body, plus his Thirty-Six Rotations Golden Core—he could be said to have gone all out. Even if Chen Yue summoned her own four Ninefold Flowing Colors, she wasn't absolutely confident she could instantly defeat Young Lord White Crane. Yet this guy just waved his hand, and White Crane was sent flying on the spot.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Chen Yue would never have believed it was true.
Even now, witnessing it firsthand, she still found it unbelievable.
This was simply...
Simply unheard of!
Opposite them.
The two fiendish cultivators Da Ze and Da Qing, the two eight-color spirit geniuses Kaifeng and Gaojie, Zhuo Feng, and Ye Rou—all stood there dumbfounded with ugly expressions, terrified and horrified. Clearly, they had been scared senseless.
White Crane was even more disheveled. Clutching his chest, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his face ashen, he stared wide-eyed and stammered in horror, "You... just what...
What kind of person are you?!"