CHAPTER 518: CHAPTER 518: THIS PERSON IS SO ARROGANT

Never before had Shisan felt such terror.

There was something off about this woman. She clearly had no cultivation and was just an ordinary person, yet she exuded a sense of oppression that made Shisan feel as if a massive boulder weighed upon his heart, making it difficult to breathe.

"I am Qin Meng. Please, sir, perform a divination for me," Qin Meng spoke.

He was very direct.

Her pair of eerie eyes were frightfully deep.

Shisan’s scalp tingled. He forced a smile and said, "It’s not that I don’t want to help, but I can’t. The Wind Cloud List involves too much; it’s related to the Ancient Road. Once a divination begins, it’s a nine-in-ten chance of death!"

"What did you say?" A Saint Realm figure stepped out from behind Qin Meng, his eyes shooting cold gleams like sharp Sword Slashes descending.

The killing intention emanating from him was vast and terrifying.

Moreover, he even carried a trace of the Heavenly Dao Laws of a Saint King.

Everyone present held their breath.

Shisan’s eyes bulged as he watched the sword light descend. He smelled the aura of death and wanted to dodge, but his insufficient cultivation left him helpless.

The Heavenly Fortune Tao was not a cultivation path for combat prowess; it offered no fighting strength.

Gu Mang’s expression turned ice-cold. He stepped forward, carrying a furnace, and shouted as he swiftly circulated his cultivation, barely managing to block those beams of sword light.

However, the furnace in his hand cracked instantly.

The rebounding force sent his body flying, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The scene fell silent in an instant.

"You..." Shisan was enraged.

This was Human Clan territory! Yet, a Demon Race powerhouse dared to attack and kill here. Such utter arrogance and presumptuousness!

But Shisan was also helpless. What could he do when Qin Meng was the son of the Demon Emperor?

Shisan and Lan Qingshui immediately rushed to Gu Mang’s side. "Are you all right?"

Blood trickled from the corner of Gu Mang’s mouth as he weakly said, "Saint Realm pinnacle."

This level of cultivation was common in Human Clan territory, but this powerhouse acted so recklessly due to the formidable figure backing him.

Of course, among the younger generation, an expert at the pinnacle of the Saint Realm could be considered practically invincible.

"This man is strange," Zi Ji commented.

"Huh?" Jiang Ni’er was startled. "What’s strange about him?"

Zi Ji thought for a moment, then added, "His eyes are like Senior Brother’s, but not as powerful."

The "eyes" she mentioned referred to Hetero Pupil.

She had once witnessed Chen Pingping’s Hetero Pupil, which was very powerful. Now, seeing this Demon Race powerhouse’s Hetero Pupil, she deemed him weak by comparison.

But was it really appropriate for her to speak so bluntly?

Everyone present found the corners of their mouths twitching.

Jiang Ni’er pondered thoughtfully.

The attacking Demon Race powerhouse glanced at Zi Ji, his expression cold. Wen Qingshan, standing nearby, suddenly looked panicked. ’Like Senior Brother’s, but not as strong...’ He recalled Zi Ji’s words, and then his own experiences in the Dragon Soul Secret Realm: first being crushed by Hei in Sword Dao, then suppressed by Chen Pingping with a mere wave of his hand.

The Emperor Son of the Purple Gold Divine Clan and Emperor Tian were also flustered.

Qin Meng spoke again, "Please, sir, perform a divination for Qin Meng."

"Ha-ha!" Shisan, enraged, actually laughed. "I am very sorry, but Shisan is powerless to help. Please, Prince Qin, find someone more capable."

Upon these words, the atmosphere in the main hall chilled further.

The Demon Race powerhouse advanced step by step.

Gu Mang propped up his weakened body and declared in a deep voice, "Demon Race, such audacity! Do you know you are in Human Clan territory?"

"I know," Qin Meng responded calmly. "So what?"

But this calmness hid immense arrogance, a domineering spirit, a disregard for everyone else—utterly tyrannical...

It seemed that in his eyes, the concept of ’Human Clan territory’ simply didn’t exist.

So what? And then you dare to touch me? My father is a Great Emperor, an invincible existence in this era!

Gu Mang’s face darkened further, his expression growing increasingly grim. Beneath his sleeves, his hands clenched tightly.

At this moment, Lan Qingshui spoke up. "There are unwritten rules in the cultivation world: cultivators do not kill mortals, nor do they kill the inheritors of the Heavenly Fortune Tao. This is common understanding. Does the esteemed son of the Demon Emperor intend to shamelessly slay an inheritor of the Heavenly Fortune Tao?"

She knew she couldn’t rely on the Human Clan’s prodigies; they wouldn’t act. At the very least, they wouldn’t offend the Demon Emperor’s son for Shisan’s sake, especially since they were also eager to know the divination’s outcome. Thus, she hoped to use this rule to deflect Qin Meng’s murderous intent.

But it was clearly futile.

If Qin Meng cared about such rules, he wouldn’t have fought his way here, nor would he have allowed his Demon Race powerhouse to attack.

The approaching Demon Race powerhouse’s lips curled into a chilling smile.

"This person is so arrogant," Zi Ji said with wide eyes.

"Yes," Jiang Ni’er replied speechlessly. They are arrogant, but must you point it out so bluntly? she thought.

Zi Ji continued, "Why can a Demon Race member act so arrogantly in our Human Clan territory, and no one stops him? Is it because we’re not strong enough?"

She looked at Jiang Ni’er, her expression earnest.

For a moment, Jiang Ni’er didn’t know how to answer.

Upon hearing this, the young geniuses present flushed with embarrassment...

Despite this, still, no one showed any sign of intervening.

Shisan glanced at them and let out a bitter laugh, his heart filled with despair.

He considered compromising.

That way, he could at least save Gu Mang and Lan Qingshui. As for himself, whether he lived or died no longer mattered.

「At this moment...」

Jiang Ni’er was also hesitating. She admired Shisan and wanted to keep him by her side. If he were to be killed by a Demon Race powerhouse like this, it would be a great regret.

Moreover, Gu Mang was someone Chen Pingping intended to recruit.

She wondered: if Chen Pingping were here, would he intervene?

Qin Meng was the Demon Emperor’s son, possessing a terrifying background. The attacking Demon Race powerhouse was at the peak of the Saint Realm. If she intervened, could she stop this powerhouse? Would it provoke enmity with a Demon Emperor?

Then, she considered Chen Pingping’s temperament. After mulling it over from his perspective, she concluded that Chen Pingping would definitely intervene if he were here.

Firstly, Gu Mang was someone he was trying to win over.

Secondly, Chen Pingping seemed to know no fear; at least, she had never witnessed it in him.

Thirdly, even if Qin Meng’s father was a Demon Emperor, he wouldn’t necessarily invade Human Clan territory over this...

After a moment’s thought, she made her decision. Turning to Zi Ji beside her, she asked, "Can you stop him?"

Zi Ji’s eyes lit up with excitement. "Jiang," she said, "are you saying I can fight?"

Her straightforward, innocent, and kind nature meant she lacked her own strong opinions, which was her greatest flaw. However, this also made her exceedingly obedient, which was her greatest strength.

Fortunately, those who had guided her were not malicious people. Chen Pingping was one such person, Guang Xiaoyu was another, and Jiang Ni’er even more so.

Of course, all three of them knew that beneath Zi Ji’s naive exterior lay a heart that yearned for battle. Chen Pingping had noticed this when Zi Ji first joined the Wuji Sect; it was just usually suppressed.

"You may," Jiang Ni’er affirmed. "Can you defeat him?"

"Um..." Zi Ji looked at the Demon Race powerhouse. "I can’t beat Senior Brother," she said, "but I’m sure I can beat him."

Jiang Ni’er smiled. "Good. You go ahead."

The crowd was astonished, watching the two women with peculiar expressions. Their conversation was so casual, yet they made such bold claims while facing a powerhouse at the peak of the Saint Realm.

Were these people from the Wuji Sect always this audacious?

And Zi Ji looked to be only about twelve years old...

For a moment, the other young geniuses were speechless.