Lord Of Leveling Up 2: The Last Dragon User-Chapter 64: Rage Bait Successful

His temper was flaring into the sky!

He has seen many shameless people before, but has never seen one this shameless!

The number one Royal Immortal Sect is really strong, right?

Royal envoy thinks he’s really awesome, right?

He wants 50,000 top-grade upgrade elements just from opening his mouth? Does he really think this place is a mine?

Maxwell was enraged!

Adam was acting humble because of him, allowing himself to have more choices. Maxwell didn’t expect his crippled body would cause all four immortal sect envoys to show disdain. Especially the Royal envoy and the Atlas envoy, who showed their disdain openly on their faces.

The Atlas envoy directly rejected him.

They did have a right to reject.

And it was a very normal reaction. Even though Maxwell was angry, he still endured it.

Who would’ve known a shameless Royal envoy would appear? Maxwell couldn’t endure anymore as his flames of anger surged out 30 feet high. He directly jumped up and pointed at the Royal envoy’s nose and said overbearingly: "The Royal Immortal Sect is so great, huh? I doubt it’ll be anything good when it has a dog-like envoy like you there! You start begging for a meal once you appear? What a joke! This is the funniest joke I’ve ever heard! Is this the virtue your immortal sect teaches its disciples? This is way too funny!"

Overbearing!

Incomparably wild and overbearing!

Daring to say such words in front of the Royal envoy? Most likely, there won’t be many people in this world who would dare to do such a thing.

Moreover...

There’s probably none in the younger generations of martial cultivators.

Maxwell’s personality has always been – You respect me, and I will show you respect in return. You treat me well, and I will return it a hundredfold. If you treat me badly, then I’m apologising first because I will not give you any face, and will directly smash you to death!

The Royal envoy’s expression turned fierce. Flames of anger seemed to be lit ablaze as he narrowed his eyes at Maxwell. A powerful oppressive pressure was released as it smashed against Maxwell’s sea of consciousness. He then coldly harrumphed: "A useless thing that doesn’t know the immensity of the heavens and the earth. You are practically courting death!"

Maxwell’s sea of consciousness sank.

The powerful suppression almost made his body bend over. He was extremely uncomfortable as he could barely breathe.

This made him even more annoyed.

He then roared internally: "Level 5 Overdrive!"

"Boom!"

As 32 times his attributes were released, a powerful energy surged out from his sea of consciousness. It was barely able to resist the suppression as his expression recovered. Maxwell’s mouth turned to a sneer as he said, "What about it? Did I hit the mark that you’re nothing more than a beggar looking for a meal?!"

Immediately after...

Maxwell’s gaze switched to another. He completely ignored the Atlas Immortal Sect envoy and landed his gaze on Venerable David and Venerable Joshua. "I will go with whoever manages to kill him!"

"Hahaha..."

The Atlas envoy was the first to start laughing out loud. "A piece of trash with a crippled body really has a sharp tongue. Can you actually spew such words out? Even if you pay up a million upgrade elements, not a single immortal sect will accept a piece of trash like you."

"Which immortal sect will accept a crippled body garbage? If this matter were released, I bet you the other immortal sects will definitely laugh their asses off! Hahaha..."

Indeed...

With a crippled body, such a matter will definitely cause the whole world to laugh.

Maxwell’s brow quivered. The corner of his eyes twitched, and a brief cold flash of light was seen as he narrowed his eyes. He was extremely pissed off with the Atlas envoy’s constant use of the word "trash."

At this moment...

He couldn’t bear it anymore!

Maxwell really wanted to see if anyone was going to offend the number one immortal sect on his behalf.

He really wanted to know.

He had never planned on joining any immortal sect to begin with. His cultivation was different from the martial artists of this world because the only thing he needed was XP!

A person with a crippled body cannot cultivate?!

Maxwell was chuckling internally. He didn’t reveal his strength and gave these guys the choice instead.

Lord David’s gaze turned gloomy as he looked off to somewhere else.

It was very clear...

He didn’t want to offend the Royal Immortal Sect for a guy with a crippled body. One needs to understand that the Royal Immortal Sect is the world’s number one – offending this huge behemoth will cause the entire Crimson Immortal Sect to blame him for it.

"One is unwilling."

Maxwell said to himself as he glanced at David. His gaze then landed on Venerable Joshua.

Venerable Joshua had no expression on his face. He looked like he was in thought or like he was about to fall asleep. There was no way to figure out what he was currently thinking.

Maxwell didn’t think too much about it.

He only coldly scoffed internally and commented, "None of them is showing any sincerity."

Who on earth would offend the world’s number one immortal sect for him?

Who would be dumb enough to do this to this degree?

"Hahaha..."

"Hahaha..."

"You damn dog thing, who would be dumb enough to offend my Royal Immortal Sect for a crippled body trash like you? Even if your body was perfectly fine, no one would be idiotic enough to stand out for you. Kid, you can now go and die." The Royal envoy was extremely smug about this.

He had long expected this outcome.

With a crippled body and unable to cultivate, recruiting a martial artist like him will only result in other immortal sects mocking them. Who would offend the Royal Immortal Sect for a piece of trash?

Absolutely no one!

Maxwell no longer held any hope in them. Just as he was about to step out with a sneer...

The half-asleep Venerable Joshua suddenly stepped forward at an unknown time.

He directly appeared between Maxwell and the Royal envoy.

Venerable Joshua revealed a harmless smile and said, "Harold, can you please give me some face and just let today’s matter go? If my senior brother agrees, treat it as my Gold Immortal Sect owing you a favour. We will use all our strength if you need our assistance in the future."

A favour...

It was very important! A favour was equivalent to a promise!

For the experts in this world, a favour was a very important and serious matter.

And the favour Venerable Joshua spoke of was on behalf of the Gold Immortal Sect, which was especially serious.

The Royal envoy’s expression sank as his eyes looked like they were spraying out flames of rage. He then said in anger: "Old man, are you really going to stupidly stand up for this piece of trash?"

"A favour?"

"Who do you think you are? What kind of thing is your Gold Immortal Sect considered to be? Your Gold Immortal Sect may not even be immortal next year, yet you’re trying to negotiate a favour with me? A favour’s fart is all you’ve got!" The Royal envoy shouted in arrogance.

Venerable Joshua maintained his calm expression and said, "Harold, please give me some face. Just treat it as I, begging you."

"Give you face?"

"Your face is nothing but a fart."

"Old mongrel, you better scram as far away as possible or else don’t blame me for treating you impolitely." The Royal envoy said overbearingly. He didn’t place Venerable Joshua in his eyes because the Gold Immortal Sect was like a tiger that had lost its claws.

They will never be able to stand back up!

Venerable Joshua didn’t move and only smiled. "Do you really have to kill him?"

The Royal envoy coldly replied: "He has to die no matter what. A piece of trash like him dares to insult my Royal Immortal Sect and deserves a thousand deaths!"

Venerable Joshua nodded and said, "Then I shall be overconfident in my own strength this time."

After saying that...

The aura on Joshua’s body suddenly changed. His body started releasing power that seemed to be capable of toppling mountains and overturning the seas! An energy shield started to materialise in front of him, and on that shield showed an image of an old ancestor!

"You must be tired of living."

"An old mongrel like you dares to fight with me?"

"You’re courting death!"

The aura coming from the Royal envoy’s body changed as well.

Maxwell had a cheap, despicable look on his face as he walked over with a chuckle. He looked at Venerable Joshua and said, "Grandmaster, you should go to the side for some rest. You can hand this dog thing over to me!"