Chapter 2185 - 2174: Saint’s Majestic Might

How could he have imagined that his master, who always loved him, would publicly reprimand him like this today.

Beisu was stunned, and even the gloomy Beiming, staring at Lin Zifeng, felt a hint of surprise. From a thousand meters away from the cave, Beiming sensed the aura of a fight emerging from the two.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that the aura of this slave in front of him was exceptionally strong, even in terms of cultivation, it was not below his own!

This guy... Is he really just a slave?

Beiming, known for his cunning in the past, was angry at Lin Zifeng’s actions, but reason told him that if he acted now, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

As the two faced each other with grim expressions, the surrounding crowd recovered from shock, and upon seeing the newcomer, their faces quickly displayed sincere respect, kneeling on both knees and bowing: "Greetings, Lord Beiming!"

The clan laws of the Beiyao Ancient Clan, for Lin Zifeng, were something he chose to ignore. With a light laugh, he glanced at the surrounding crowd kneeling and slowly said: "Oh, it’s Lord Beiming. If there’s nothing else, I’ll go back to get the Lord’s letter."

As soon as he finished speaking, the somber look on Lin Zifeng’s face faded, replaced by a calm demeanor, and there was even a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth. He boldly crossed the standing Beiming and headed straight out of the cave.

Though his face was calm, Lin Zifeng was not at ease inside. He had heard of Beiming’s reputation from Dongfang Ziyue. Compared to Xiluo, this guy was more insidious and deceitful; even Dongka chose to greet him amicably. Offending such a person was like being watched by a poisonous snake, never knowing when it might suddenly strike with a fatal blow!

With light steps, Lin Zifeng effortlessly passed Beiming, and at that instant, the figure under the pitch-black luxurious robe moved suddenly.

"Whoosh..."

Similar to Lin Zifeng, Beiming’s figure flashed past with afterimages in the air, and instantly, the previously slightly peaceful air in the cave became heavy once more!

"Bullying my disciple, thinking a mere ’going to get a letter’ will let you walk away? A mere slave, daring not to put me in your eyes, I shall teach you a lesson on behalf of your Lord!"

In the air surrounding Lin Zifeng, Beiming’s sinister and angry voice sounded, and not only that, accompanying the voice was the overwhelming aura of a Saint expert!

As Beiming’s increasing afterimages swept through the air, Lin Zifeng’s previously calm expression grew increasingly serious.

When it comes to single combat, it’s not that Lin Zifeng is arrogant, but even Beiming, who is in the Saint Middle Stage, is definitely not his opponent.

However, if his strength were to be revealed here today, the Five Supreme Venerables who usually cultivated would definitely feel the anomaly here. Lin Zifeng believed that if he didn’t suppress his realm, it would be almost impossible to deal with Beiming.

Moreover, having bullied Beisu earlier, he did teach him a lesson personally, but in reality, he already wanted to tear him to pieces in his heart! Just now, there wasn’t the right excuse.

It worked out well. Seeing that he didn’t kneel and salute, it gave Beiming the perfect excuse to deal with him.

In his heart, Lin Zifeng once again scorned the outdated and absurd clan laws of the Beiyao Ancient Clan.

After some thought, realizing it’s not suitable to act, Lin Zifeng forced a smile again, putting on a respectful appearance, and said to the afterimage in the air: "Oh, it’s Lord Beiming. It’s my mistake not recognizing Tai Mountain."

"My Lord sent me for urgent business today, but your disciple acted arrogantly, intending to seize the original inscription stone. If you don’t believe it, you can ask the crowd; they saw it clearly just now."

Before he finished speaking, the black afterimage slowed down. After halting his figure, Beiming’s face was grim, and his gaze filled with murderous intent swept over the kneeling crowd like a blade, speaking word by word: "Just now, who saw Beisu trying to seize the inscription stone!?"

Amidst the roar, mixed with the aura of a Saint expert, the crowd felt their hearts tremble upon hearing it, and all shook their heads fearfully, denying it: "No, how could young master Beisu do such a thing?"

Seeing the crowd deny the facts, Lin Zifeng not only wasn’t angry but instead chuckled lightly, walked up to the merchant, and softly said: "Shopkeeper, you know the truth better than anyone. Please step forward and explain."

The merchant, seeing Lin Zifeng’s demeanor, couldn’t remain composed any longer, hurriedly said tremblingly: "Little brother, aren’t you putting me in a difficult position? I’m just a small vendor selling inscription stones on weekdays; how can my business continue today with this incident?"

"Whew..."

Taking a deep breath, Lin Zifeng continued to smile lightly, removed the hand from the merchant’s shoulder, and looked at the crowd with playful eyes, inwardly sneering: "Hmph, self-preservation is the same in this Mortal World and in the Beiyao Ancient Clan."

When Beisu humiliated him just now, not only did these guys not say a word of justice, but they also watched coldly from the sidelines. Some even wished for Beisu to teach him a lesson!

In Lin Zifeng’s heart, he no longer considered these people as humans; their attitude had long erased that thought. Now, he saw them as nothing more than insignificant ants!

Being ants, why would Lin Zifeng care about their lives and deaths? Instantly, his previously smiling face turned grim, with eyes filled with chilling murder intent, he softly shouted: "I’ll ask you again, did you see what happened just now!"

As the words fell, among the kneeling crowd, most faces suddenly turned deathly pale, mouths spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, curling up on the ground, trembling in fear; the remaining individuals looked at Lin Zifeng with fear not less than their fear of Beiming!

Even the merchant, whose cultivation wasn’t low, staggered a few steps; by the time he steadied himself, Lin Zifeng was already ten meters away.

"Hmph, you dare use the aura of the Saint Realm to oppress people, yet think I, Lin Zifeng, dare not?"

Inwardly sneering, Lin Zifeng walked steadily, like a mountain, towards the face-changing Beiming. Upon nearing, Lin Zifeng spoke word by word: "Lord Beiming, I am now returning to get the letter, will you permit it?"

Although the words were phrased as a question, Lin Zifeng showed no intention of seeking Beiming’s opinion, sidestepped him, and walked towards the exit of the cave.

Standing there for a long time, as Lin Zifeng’s figure was already under the sunlight, Beiming recovered, staring at Lin Zifeng’s back with an expression cold as a snake. If possible, such level realm expert should definitely not be left alive, dispose of them early to eliminate future problems.