I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1077 - 1078: Showing Off and Slapping Faces

Chapter 1077: Chapter 1078: Showing Off and Slapping Faces

“Fellow cultivators, do not be deceived by the malicious slander of scoundrels. You must know that this lad is the Third Young Master of the Icy Frost Sect, the most worthless of all their masters. Just a year ago, he knelt and crawled through my legs on Ice Dragon Island in public!”

“How can you believe the words of such a person? He’s nothing but a charlatan seeking attention!”

“What remnants of a Half-Saint Strong Expert, what do you know that you dare to spout nonsense in front of so many elders?”

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Just as everyone was shocked, a discordant voice came through, familiar in sound. Looking in the direction of the voice, it was Bei Feng, who had been seen before at Lingxue Pavilion. This time, Bei Feng was not surrounded by a gaggle of admirers, but followed by a young cultivator, sturdy in build, exuding a masculine aura.

“Brother, is this the Third Young Master Han you spoke of? The one with the token from Bei Bingyang?”

The burly man beside him spoke slowly.

“Yes, eldest brother, this is Han Buzhu. He humiliated me with the token from Bei Bingyang!”

Bei Feng’s face was gloomy, and he spoke somewhat ferociously. He did not believe a single word Li Xiaobai said, his heart focused only on how to get his revenge and wash away his previous humiliation.

“That young man is a cultivator from Ice Dragon Island, with a genuine Dragon Race bloodline, named Bei Dao. He has forged his dragon body to a considerable extent. It’s said that some have seen him swimming in molten lava, with a physique of unimaginable strength!”

“This is a young master ranked in the top fifty of the Immortal Ranking, a genius from Ice Dragon Island, and we’ve met him here!”

The surrounding cultivators whispered to one another upon seeing this man; he was a genius, well-known among many cultivators.

“Are you Han Buzhu? Did you bully my clan brother in Lingxue Pavilion?”

“Kneel down and sever one arm.”

The burly man, hands behind his back, spoke in a dominating tone, his voice brooking no refusal.

He was a young man, but muscular and vigorous, exuding an air of indomitable strength, his body faintly radiating heat, particularly conspicuous in this frost-enshrouded silvery world.

“How is it that I hear toads croaking in broad daylight?”

“What an ill omen!”

Li Xiaobai spoke indifferently, without expressing any emotion.

“How dare you! This is Bei Dao, an Inner Sect Disciple from Ice Dragon Island, whose cultivation level makes him outstanding even among many talented peers. You are nothing but a side branch offspring, yet you dare to be so impudent!”

Another group of cultivators came by, wearing the distinctive attire of the Huo Family caravan. This group of young cultivators all belonged to the Huo Family, but Li Xiaobai had not met them before; they seemed to be the Huo Family Disciples originally stationed on Ice Dragon Island, not associates of Uncle Huo.

“So you’ve called for help. But your unruly and persistent shifting of the public’s attention cannot be merely for causing trouble at this critical moment, can it? With the auction about to begin and items left by a Half-Saint Strong Expert at stake, you are misleading our fellow cultivators with ill intent. I surmise you’re either fools or scoundrels!”

“On the face of it, you stage this farce and drama, but in reality, you want to hold everyone’s attention while the experts from Ice Dragon Island rush to seize the treasure, don’t you?”

Li Xiaobai said flatly.

At these words, there was another uproar in the crowd. The onlookers gathered around, more concerned about the truth in Li Xiaobai’s words. If there truly were relics of a Half-Saint Strong Expert, they were determined to have their clan elders and higher-ups compete for it.

The young man’s words were not without reason. After all, this was the Ancient Dragon Pavilion. Who would have nothing better to do than to pick a fight here, especially at the critical moment just before the auction was to begin? Could it be that the geniuses of Ice Dragon Island and the Huo Family cultivators were actually aware of some hidden information and deliberately wasting time here, feigning ignorance while secretly having someone go back to summon a family elder?

“Nonsense, absolute nonsense! How can you dare to speak about the life or death of a Half-Saint Strong Expert, who has comprehended Domain Power and already transcended the three realms of Immortals?”

“Since when can you claim there are relics of a Half-Saint Cultivator whenever you please?”

Before the brothers Bei Dao and Bei Feng could speak, the group from the Huo Family took the initiative to cause trouble. They wanted to leave a good impression on Bei Dao, and who knows, perhaps later they might even be able to make an acquaintance with opportunities for great cooperation.

The speaker was a young man with an arrogant look in his eyes and overwhelming disdain between his brows. He knew of the title of the Third Young Master Han, a person not yet favored within his own sect, let alone on their territory.

“What’s going on here?”

The crowd of onlookers grew larger, and a voice rang out, followed by a middle-aged man making his way through the crowd.

“What’s the matter, lads? Have you forgotten the family’s warning before you left? Today, I brought you here to meet that important person, not to stir up trouble. If that person sees members of the Huo Family bullying others, it might create a bad impression!”

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and scolded the younger members of the Huo Family.

“Uncle Huo, it was this guy who offended Young Master Bei Dao first. We were merely defending our friend; this one had the audacity to claim that today’s auction at the Ancient Dragon Pavilion would contain relics of a Half-Saint Cultivator, which is pure nonsense. I’ve seen many such people before; they are all talk but no real ability. They should be properly taught a lesson, taught how to behave.”

The young man from the Huo Family explained.

“You’re talking about…”

“Holy shit, it’s Young Master Han!”

The middle-aged man was taken aback and turned to look at the young man surrounded by others. In an instant, his pupils constricted sharply, and his heart skipped a beat—he almost passed out from shock.

Li Xiaobai laughed; the man before him was none other than Uncle Huo. The influence of the Ancient Dragon Pavilion was impressive, to encounter an old acquaintance in such a place.

“Uncle Huo, are the younger generation of the Huo Family always this unruly and reckless? Some oversight in supervision, it seems.”

“My apologies to Young Master Han, the Sect Disciples are ignorant. As a noble person, I hope you won’t take offense to the actions of the juniors.”

Uncle Huo’s body was covered in cold sweat. While he had journeyed alongside Li Xiaobai, it didn’t mean he could treat him as an equal. This was a man capable of slaying Half-Saint Strong Experts, immensely powerful. This time, he had hoped to bring core members of the family to the Ancient Dragon Pavilion to try their luck in finding Li Xiaobai, but before the elders arrived, the younger family members had already slapped the man in the face.

If this highly respected individual were to become angry, the entire Huo Family would face utter calamity!

“Uncle Huo, why are you being so polite to him? He is just the Third Young Master of the Icy Frost Sect. The other two young masters haven’t even arrived!”

The Huo Family junior, not understanding the situation, asked with puzzlement.

“Shut up! I can’t believe the Huo Family has raised such useless offspring! You can’t even recognize your superior; how dare you speak rudely to Young Master Han? Kneel down and apologize!”

Uncle Huo slapped the young man behind him across the face, leaving him seeing stars.

Then, amid the astonished looks of Li Xiaobai and the surrounding cultivators, the young man let out a scream like that of a woman, his eyes red with emotion, “Uncle Huo, how could you hit me?”