Chapter 83 - 80: ’Brother Duan’ Is Panicking Right Now

Chapter 83: Chapter 80: ’Brother Duan’ Is Panicking Right Now

"Baffling. How could I possibly know you?" the peerless prodigy surnamed Duan chuckled. He found the person before him completely absurd and inexplicable.

Jiang Hao felt even more annoyed upon hearing this. Originally, he hadn’t wanted to cause trouble, but the other party had mentioned Ye Qingxian—that was the one line he wouldn’t let anyone cross.

He currently had countless enemies. Naturally, he didn’t want anything related to the Ye Family to be widely broadcasted. Otherwise, powerful foes might set their sights on the Ye Family, threatening that helpless, beautiful figure.

At this thought, Jiang Hao smiled faintly. "Then that’s strange. Brother Duan, you’ve fought me before but don’t recognize me? Isn’t that a bit ridiculous?"

As soon as these words fell, Brother Duan’s pupils slightly narrowed. "I’ve fought you before?"

He looked Jiang Hao up and down, racking his brains, but he truly couldn’t remember who the other party was.

However, as he observed more closely, Brother Duan couldn’t help but shudder slightly. Even though the young man had concealed his aura, Brother Duan still sensed a trace of danger radiating from him.

Jiang Hao’s interest was piqued. He shook his head and laughed. "I was once defeated by Brother Duan in a single strike and fled in panic. Does Brother Duan really have no impression of this?

"Oh, wait. No. It should be that the moment Brother Duan drew his sword, I was already so scared I pissed my pants."

The moment Jiang Hao finished speaking, the latter abruptly raised his head, his expression changing drastically. "Y-You... Who are you...?"

"I am Jiang Hao," Jiang Hao smiled, his grin growing even brighter.

He wouldn’t have stepped forward if he could help it, but since he had, it wouldn’t make sense to leave without an explanation.

The moment he said this, a commotion rippled through the entire group.

"Jiang... Jiang Hao?"

"He’s Jiang Hao?"

The heaven-chosen sons and daughters on the side of the peerless prodigy surnamed Duan all paled in shock, feeling incredibly surprised.

Some even subconsciously glanced at Ji Wufeng and his companions. Seeing that those terrifying figures—who hadn’t concealed their auras—showed no intention of intervening and wore expressions of pure amusement, coupled with the fact that Jiang Hao had emerged from quite a distance away from Ji Qingxue’s group, it didn’t seem like they were together.

For a moment, many of the cultivators whose egos had just inflated swelled with even more arrogance upon hearing the name.

"So you’re Jiang Hao? Ha! A defeated loser actually dares to show his face?"

"Brother Duan, it seems this guy still refuses to accept his loss to you. He must have made some progress in his cultivation and came looking for trouble."

"He really is just a fraud chasing empty fame. Terrified that his defeat would ruin his reputation, he’s come back to try and reclaim his pride."

"Hahaha! Kid surnamed Jiang, you didn’t immediately flee upon seeing Brother Duan, but actually dared to show yourself? You really have a death wish!"

Many of the heaven-chosen geniuses, who hadn’t even stepped into the Spirit Transformation Realm, looked at him with disdain. They sneered one after another, their blood still boiling from the heroic tale they had just been fed.

Watching this unfold, Ji Wufeng and the others became even more intrigued. Some even leaned against ancient trees with their arms crossed, watching the spectacle with keen interest.

In contrast, half the cultivators on Brother Duan’s side wore expressions of utter contempt. As if the lingering awe of the myth they just heard had yet to fade, the name ’Jiang Hao’ had already become synonymous with worthlessness to them.

The only exceptions in the entire venue were the few people standing right next to Brother Duan. Their faces were extremely ugly. No one knew better than them that those stories were nothing but pure fabrication, meant solely to establish their boss’s prestige.

Who would have thought that speaking of the devil would actually summon him? Now they were in deep trouble, completely backed into a corner.

However, given the situation, they could only bite the bullet and speak up.

"Jiang Hao, it really is you. I almost didn’t recognize you. Brother Jiang, Brother Duan is here. Let’s mind our own business. You should leave quickly."

"That’s right. We actually have no bad blood between us. You should leave quickly, brother."

The few of them intentionally gave ambiguous statements and brought out "Brother Duan," intending to scare Jiang Hao off.

But when these words fell into the ears of the others, it only cemented their belief in the previous story. Immediately, a cultivator who wasn’t afraid of escalating things shouted out.

"Brothers, why are you being so polite to a defeated loser? Brother Duan can just kill him with a single sword strike!"

"Exactly! A mere Ninth-Grade Celestial Tier Martial Soul Awakener didn’t immediately kowtow and apologize upon seeing Brother Duan, but actually dared to come out and provoke him. He really doesn’t know the meaning of death."

"You’re Jiang Hao, right? Hurry up and kowtow a few times to Brother Duan. If he’s in a good mood, he might just let bygones be bygones and spare your miserable life."

Listening to their words, Jiang Hao was genuinely amused. What kind of prodigy team was this? They had a few peerless prodigies leading them, yet they had somehow recruited a bunch of absolute clowns.

Though, judging by the fact that their lineup included cultivators at the seventh or eighth level of the Unity Realm, they really weren’t anything special.

"Oh? Is that so? So, you’re saying I have to kowtow a few times to settle this?" Jiang Hao looked at Brother Duan and asked.

However, at this moment, the peerless prodigy surnamed Duan was already drenched in sweat. Especially when the other party asked that rhetorical question, the dangerous aura radiating from him grew even more intense.

"Golden Spiritual Power? H-How is that possible?" he thought.

At a certain moment, Brother Duan finally caught a glimpse of something, and he began to pant heavily.

A peerless monster!

It had to be said that Brother Duan did possess some skill; otherwise, he wouldn’t have become a leading figure. At the very least, he managed to "see" a faint, shimmering trace of Golden Spirit Transformation Power within the young man’s body.

In an instant, Brother Duan gulped hard, cold sweat breaking out across his forehead.

For a world-shaking monster qualified to enter the Supremacy Rankings, killing a second-tier prodigy like him at the same cultivation realm would be as effortless as blowing away dust.

Even the few people beside Brother Duan noticed that something was wrong. Those cultivators, who were also peerless prodigies, didn’t even dare to breathe loudly.

Yet, a few brainless Unity Realm cultivators were still immersed in their blind boasting, sneering relentlessly.

"Letting you kowtow is already a mercy! Otherwise, the moment Brother Duan draws his sword, you won’t even have the chance to beg!"

"That’s right! The strong cannot be insulted. Boy, a wise man submits to circumstances. Brother Duan is a magnanimous man who won’t hold a grudge against a lowly nobody like you."

A few starry-eyed, lovestruck heaven-chosen daughters stepped right out to defend him. It seemed they had been thoroughly brainwashed during their usual interactions.

Little did they know, their beloved Brother Duan was currently panicking—panicking so much that his legs had turned to jelly.

Especially when he heard everyone’s flattering words, his body couldn’t help but tremble. The praises that had sounded so pleasing to his ears just moments ago now felt like a flurry of signed death warrants.

One had to know, this was an ancient ruin. Even if the other party slaughtered them all, there would be absolutely no consequences.

"Enough, enough! Just shut the hell up! Are you trying to get me killed faster?" Brother Duan screamed in his mind. However, reality marched entirely in the opposite direction.

"Heh, what newly-risen peerless prodigy? The aura fluctuations on your body aren’t even as strong as mine. No wonder Brother Duan made you flee in panic with a single strike."

"Make your decision quickly! Brother Duan’s patience is limited."

Several beautiful young girls spoke up one after another, their pretty faces displaying smugness and pride.

It was glaringly obvious that these were Brother Duan’s paramours, who felt deeply honored to be by the side of such a "strong" expert.

However, the very next moment after the girls finished speaking, a crisp sound rang out beside them.

Brother Duan’s knees buckled, and he dropped to the ground with a heavy THUD.

This scene left the beautiful young girls staring in utter disbelief.