Chapter 477: Foolish Provocation

Su Mo pressed coldly, “And what is it?”

“It’s…”

Elder Yan’s expression froze, and he was at a loss for words.

Su Mo was obviously not easy to fool.

No matter what excuse he came up with, Su Mo wouldn’t believe him. In fact, it would likely provoke Su Mo’s killing intent.

That icy gaze said it all.

Hopeless.

Elder Yan sighed. “I truly can’t invent a reason to excuse the Saint Child. It’s best if you handle this, Young Master Su.”

“What? You’re actually handing me over to him?”

Bai Di’s face was a mask of disbelief.

Elder Yan was his Guardian, after all.

By all rights, no matter what happened, Elder Yan was supposed to stand by his side and protect him.

And now, Elder Yan was handing him over to Su Mo. It was tantamount to abandoning him.

“Elder Yan, have you gone mad?”

Bai Di roared at Elder Yan in a rage.

Elder Yan sighed. “Saint Child, just obediently prepare to accept your punishment. I’m doing this for your own good.”

He truly wanted to protect Bai Di, but he couldn’t.

Besides, Bai Di was far too arrogant.

He looked down on everyone, always using his status as the Canglan Saint Heir to throw his weight around and recklessly provoke others.

Against ordinary people, it was fine; awed by the might of the Canglan Sacred Land, they wouldn’t squabble with him.

But if he ran into someone tough, Bai Di could very well lose his life.

Therefore, he wanted to use this opportunity to teach Bai Di a lesson, to let him know there is always someone stronger, and a sky beyond the sky.

However, Bai Di didn’t appreciate it. ‘For my own good?’ he sneered inwardly. ‘Hmph, you’re just a coward, afraid of this man surnamed Su.’

He just couldn’t understand why Elder Yan was being so deferential to Su Mo.

‘Wouldn’t it be better to just crush him with Saint Level power?’

They were outside the Array now.

In his eyes, without the Array’s suppression, Elder Yan’s Mid Stage Saint Realm was more than enough to completely dominate Su Mo.

Bai Di stated with cold arrogance, “You, surnamed Su, Elder Yan is just giving you face by letting you punish me. But this Saint Heir won’t coddle you.”

“Is that so?”

Su Mo asked with a smile.

Bai Di clasped his hands behind his back and declared proudly, “You may punish this Saint Heir, but you must prove your strength. Fight me.”

The moment he said this, Elder Yan’s expression changed dramatically.

‘Bai Di wants to challenge Su Mo?’

‘Has he gone mad?’

Su Mo was an existence that even he, a Mid Stage Saint expert, couldn’t see through!

Nearby, Fang Xi, Yuan Jie, and Ye Mingli all shook their heads in secret.

‘Bai Di isn’t just crazy, he’s also incredibly stupid.’

Even if Su Mo wasn’t much of a fighter, he was still a powerful Array Master capable of laying down a Pseudo-God Level Array.

‘What right did Bai Di have to challenge Su Mo?’

‘He’s courting death!’

Elder Yan hastily tried to stop him. “Saint Child, wait—”

“Elder Yan, don’t you protect him!”

Bai Di cut Elder Yan off and pointed at Su Mo’s nose. “Brat, don’t think you’re a big shot just because you lucked into killing a Saint Level expert!”

“Today, this Saint Heir will show you what a true prodigy looks like! I’ll let you know that I am a mountain you can never hope to climb, an indelible god in your heart!”

Faced with Bai Di’s provocation, Su Mo was left speechless.

‘A god?’

‘Just how arrogant was this guy? Comparing himself to a god.’

A god… as in, Divine Level.

‘He’d already thrashed one of those.’

Su Mo said flatly, “Fine. Since you’re so insistent on courting death, I’ll grant your wish.”

“You agreed to this yourself; I didn’t force you. Fists have no eyes. Don’t blame me if you end up dead!”

A vicious glint flashed in Bai Di’s eyes as he unleashed a palm strike toward Su Mo with all his might.

At the same time, Su Mo raised his palm as well.

The next second…

BOOM!

After a deafening explosion, Bai Di was slammed deep into the earth.

“This…”

Elder Yan, watching from the side, was completely stunned.

Although Bai Di was only at the Mid Stage Martial Emperor Realm, he could hold his own even against veteran Late Stage Martial Emperor experts.

He could even kill experts above his own realm.

Yet Su Mo, with just a casual lift of his hand, had slammed Bai Di deep into the earth. He was a true monster.

What’s more, Su Mo had held back.

If he had used his full strength, Bai Di would have been splattered into a meat paste.

BAM!

Su Mo reached out, pulled Bai Di from beneath the ground, and lifted him into the air by his neck. “Now, do you still want to teach me a lesson?”

“You…”

Bai Di stared at Su Mo in terror.

‘Didn’t they say Su Mo just got lucky with that kill? How can he be this strong?’

In that moment, he finally realized he had provoked the wrong person.

But he had no intention of admitting his mistake.

Bai Di remained defiant. “I am the Saint Heir of the Canglan Sacred Land! If you know what’s good for you, apologize to this Saint Heir at once, or else…”

“Still running your mouth?”

Su Mo squeezed gently.

POP!

Bai Di’s Dantian instantly exploded. The Cultivation within his body vanished, turning him into a cripple.

“Aaargh… You… you dare… You dare to cripple me?”

Bai Di’s eyes bulged with terror.

He never would have dreamed that Su Mo would actually dare to cripple him.

Was Su Mo not afraid of offending the Canglan Sacred Land at all?

Elder Yan also wore an expression of utter disbelief.

He had thought Su Mo would teach Bai Di a lesson, but not to the point of crippling him.

Unfortunately, he had miscalculated!

Fang Xi, Yuan Jie, and Ye Mingli, however, just shook their heads in secret.

They weren’t surprised by this outcome.

They had foreseen Bai Di’s fate from the moment he started relentlessly provoking Su Mo and courting his own doom.

THUD!

Su Mo tossed Bai Di aside like a piece of garbage.

‘What a bullshit Saint Heir.’

‘Just a useless bully who relies on his background.’

Su Mo turned to Elder Yan. “My apologies, I might have been a bit heavy-handed. I don’t allow people to act arrogant in my presence. I’ve already crippled Bai Di. Why don’t you at the Canglan Sacred Land just pick a new Saint Heir?”

“You…”

Elder Yan’s face was ashen with rage as he glared at Su Mo.

Su Mo said flatly, “Unconvinced? I welcome the Canglan Sacred Land to come for revenge anytime. Tell your Saint Master to come himself. I’ll be waiting.”

Hearing this, Fang Xi, Yuan Jie, and the others all stared at each other in shock.

‘This was a blatant threat from Su Mo.’

‘And a fearless one at that!’

Elder Yan did indeed harbor thoughts of revenge.

He was Bai Di’s Guardian, after all.

But the thought of the densely packed Pseudo-God Level Arrays in Qingyang City made him dismiss the notion.

Because even if their Saint Master came in person, he wouldn’t be able to break the Arrays. He’d just be trapped inside, penned up like a pig.

“Sigh… Forget it.”

With a sigh, Elder Yan finally compromised.

Little did he know, his compromise had just saved his own life, as well as the life of the Canglan Sacred Land.

Su Mo said, disappointed, “Ah, what a pity… This denies me the chance to go and plunder the Canglan Sacred Land.”

“…”

Everyone was stunned silent by Su Mo’s words.

‘This guy actually wants to plunder the Canglan Sacred Land?’

‘That’s insane.’

Su Mo waved a hand. “Let’s let bygones be bygones. All who come are guests, so please, come into Qingyang City and have a seat.”

Hearing this, they all revealed strange expressions.

‘Inviting them into Qingyang City for a seat?’

‘He’s not planning on luring us into Qingyang City just to kill us, is he?’

For a moment, they were all in a predicament.