Chapter 627: So What If I Insult You?

“Tianyu, you’re truly audacious!” Lin Jiu’s tone was icy cold.
Facing his fierce gaze, Su Che showed no fear and replied in a similarly cold tone, “So what?”
Lin Jiu’s brows twitched. His luxurious robes moved as if in a breeze, as if he were suppressing his murderous intent, ready to punish Su Che at any moment—a mere mortal, a tiny being at the Tribulation stage, daring to speak to him in such a manner…
The other Demon Sealing Envoy, “Guangqi,” also had a distinguished and imposing appearance, but now he wore a smile, watching the situation like a spectator, with an obvious mocking expression.
Lianyi and the others were deeply worried, fearing that Su Che might truly anger Lin Jiu and trigger an uncontrollable situation. Although everyone knew that the opportunities in the Immortal-Demon Battlefield depended on Su Che, that didn’t mean the lofty Xuanxian of the Immortal Realm would be at a loss against him.
After all, Lin Jiu and his companions held divine duties—they were legitimate immortals descended to the mortal world, able to unleash 100% of their strength. There were countless ways to deal with a mortal cultivator like Su Che.
They didn’t necessarily have to kill him; instead, they could use certain special methods to turn him into a puppet who obeyed orders without any sense of self. In that way, they could retain the opportunities and keep everything going as usual.
They all thought it was foolish of Su Che to show such obvious provocation and resistance!
Lianyi hurriedly sent a message, “Dear brother, don’t provoke him, and never underestimate a Xuanxian’s abilities… Enough, since things have come to this, we’ll just accept it.”
Su Che didn’t respond to her. Even his gaze, which remained calm as he stared at Lin Jiu, didn’t change at all. But his goodwill toward Lianyi increased slightly. He initially decided that she seemed like someone worth getting to know.
“You accept it, but we don’t!”
Lao He muttered in the Immortal Prison, “I refuse to believe it! How dare he touch my master! Since these bastards take this so seriously, they definitely won’t allow any mistakes. If things go wrong, how will they face that worthless sect leader?”
This was a major matter—no mistakes were allowed! If they really did something to Su Che, were there really no risks at all?
No one could guarantee that 100%. So, Su Che and Lao He were confident—they were sure that before the Immortal-Demon Battlefield opened, they would never dare touch them.

Even if they do something extremely outrageous, they will hold back. At least for now, they must endure!
“Shouting curses in his face won’t hurt anything,” Lao He shouted.
“Alright, then let’s curse him,” Su Che thought to himself.
Lao He was just saying that; he quickly added, “But if we do that, once we enter the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, we’ll have to flee immediately.”
“Do you think he’ll let me go if I don’t curse?”
Su Che sneered inwardly: “Do you think I should suspect that their ambition isn’t just to search for treasures but also has other plans?”
What Su Che meant was to capture him alive, search his soul, uncover all his secrets, and ultimately seize everything and take his place!
Was such a possibility impossible?
“Yes, we definitely need to be vigilant!” Lao He replied immediately.
“That’s right.”
Su Che thought back, “Since they’ll attack me sooner or later, why not curse them to our heart’s content now?”
Lao He chuckled, “The problem is, you’re not good at cursing at all. If it were me, Lao He, I could definitely drive him crazy and make him attack us!”
“I’m done arguing with you.”
Su Che smiled inwardly. Of course, he wouldn’t really start cursing in public. But through this conversation with Lao He, he could think more clearly.
Thinking through dialogue had become Su Che’s habit. The conclusion he reached was: no matter what approach he took, once he entered the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, he might still suffer from the hidden attacks of people like Lin Jiu.
If that was the case, there was no need to be friendly or polite toward them—cursing them was fine!
The mental communication between Su Che and Lao He lasted only a brief moment. It wasn’t until then that Lin Jiu across from them spoke again.
His gaze held obvious murderous intent as he asked darkly, “Kid, are you clearly saying you don’t want us to join?”
“That’s not it.”
Su Che shook his head and said, “What if I don’t want you to join? You’ll still stubbornly try to get in, and no one can stop you. Gods aren’t scary; what’s truly terrifying is when shameless gods are invincible in the mortal world—no one can do anything to them.”
These words sounded like a joke, but none of those present laughed.

The few people from Lianyi didn’t dare laugh, fearing they might incur Lin Jiu’s wrath; the three from Youlin also couldn’t laugh, as their inclusion was just as unreasonable and forceful, equally showing stubborn persistence. Compared to Lin Jiu’s group, they were no better than him in that regard.
“Bastards!”
Lin Jiu instantly flew into a rage. A terrifying aura of a powerful warrior surged forth, freezing the void over thousands of miles.
Whoosh!
An unknown object shot out!
To everyone’s surprise, it wasn’t Lin Jiu who acted first—it was Su Che.
Su Che threw a rotten persimmon from the Immortal Prison. With his cultivation at the Tribulation stage, even a simple throwing weapon could pierce a mountain with its destructive power. Of course, this rotten persimmon couldn’t reach Lin Jiu—still a hundred zhang away, it splattered into mush, unable even to penetrate his aura.
It wasn’t meant to hurt him, but merely to express his contempt.
“Contempt you? What can you do to me?”
“Ah!”
Lin Jiu was utterly enraged. His handsome face twisted into a feral mask as he roared, raising his arm to strike…
“Wait!”
Guan Qi, another Demon Sealing Envoy standing beside him, grabbed his wrist and shook his head at him, conveying words of dissuasion that no one else could hear. Though no one could hear the specifics, the general meaning was clear: now wasn’t the time to deal with him!
“I was right after all,” Su Che thought to Lao He. “The more they hold back now, the more it proves these guys have ulterior motives against me.”
“Your wisdom is unmatched, master,” Lao He said, flattering him first before adding, “But I think a mere rotten persimmon isn’t enough to express our anger. In my opinion, we should throw a pool of dung at him.”
Of course, Su Che didn’t respond. If a pool of dung were to spray from his head, he’d be the first to collapse from disgust…
On the other side, Lin Jiu, a noble Xuanxian with a sacred duty, had his chest heaving and an extremely ugly expression, clearly suppressing his fury. Being insulted like this by a mortal yet unable to punish him—this sense of frustration was something he had never experienced before in his life.
“I hope you can recognize the current situation.”

Su Che spoke calmly and leisurely, “The great opportunities in the Battlefield of Immortals and Demons lie with me; I am the key figure in this matter. And you, who keep scheming against me time and again, do you think I’m some easy target to manipulate?”
“Fine, even if I am an easy target, I still have the courage to shatter myself like that persimmon just now. Do you have such courage?”
With these two questions from Su Che, Lin Jiu immediately calmed down. He realized that Su Che saw through everything, which was why he adopted such an extreme and resolute attitude.
Indeed, they were clearly trying to push him to the brink. Did they not even allow him to resist?
At this moment, not only did Lin Jiu’s anger vanish, but he also felt a hint of regret. It seemed Tian Yu was someone with a strong will, unyielding to pressure. Their approach had been inappropriate, pushing him into a corner right from the start…
Of course, Lin Jiu’s regret wasn’t out of conscience but because he felt they hadn’t handled things well upon arriving. If the sect leader found out about this, his evaluation and impression of them would surely drop.
Not only him—Guang Qi beside him was also worried, thinking to himself, “We always assume that as true immortals from the celestial realm, once we descend to the mortal world, we can instantly dominate any situation. The mortals below wouldn’t even dare to breathe, let alone think of resisting… But even ants have their own pride and temper. Moreover, this Tian Yu is an exceptionally special ant…”
Thus, the situation temporarily stalled, with no one speaking for a long time.
Lin Jiu and Guang Qi must be figuring out how to resolve the situation and calm down Su Che, who seemed determined to fight to the death. However, it was their first time encountering such a stubborn and audacious mortal, making it difficult to come up with an effective plan right away.
The key was that Su Che saw through everything. Any false or perfunctory words would no longer gain his acceptance.
What could they do?
At this moment, observers like You Lin, Lian Yi, and Yun Shan looked at Su Che with clear admiration in their eyes.
He truly was the legendary demon who destroyed the Spirit Realm. Regardless of his cultivation level, his courage and boldness were certainly beyond what ordinary people could possess.

Still just an ordinary mortal in the Tribulation Phase, yet he was able to subdue the six Xuanxians who had just descended to the mortal world on the spot. Truly, he was the only person in the world capable of dealing with the Witch God as a mortal.
“The name Tianyu must not be insulted lightly!”
From this moment on, You Lin and the others all reached such an understanding.
The awkward situation didn’t last long, but Su Che took the initiative to speak, looking at Lin Jiu and Guang Qi and saying, “You two, stop discussing it. No matter how much you discuss it, it’s useless. I, Tianyu, am not someone who can be easily deceived!”
“However, I can give you a way out. Let’s each make a compromise and first start the Immortal-Demon Battlefield…”
“What do you all think?”