Chapter 634: Arrogance
Su Che and Lao He’s hope that Lin Jiu would be severely injured and then captured by them and thrown into the Immortal Prison was surely unattainable. Su Che himself knew well that even a dying Xuanxian, with its final desperate attack before death, was beyond the capacity of an ordinary cultivator like himself to withstand. The vast gap between immortals and mortals was already enormous, not to mention that the opponent was a Xuanxian. The difference in strength between Su Che and Lin Jiu could be likened to that of an untrained ordinary person versus a Golden Core cultivator. It was practically impossible for an ordinary person to capture a Golden Core cultivator alive—it simply wasn’t realistic. Even capturing a severely injured Golden Core cultivator was out of the question. Moreover, Lin Jiu seemed quite cunning—was it possible he would be seriously injured by the Bull Head Demon?
“This bastard is too slick! He has no backbone at all!”
Lao He had already started cursing inside the Immortal Prison. Relying on his Great Defense Technique and Great Killing Technique, Lin Jiu kept dodging around the Bull Head Demon. Aside from the first strike he managed to withstand due to being caught off guard, he never engaged the demon head-on again. Over more than a dozen rounds, even if the Bull Head Demon managed to hit Lin Jiu a few times using its Great Clone Technique, his defensive light shield easily blocked those attacks, leaving him unharmed. Clearly, Lin Jiu had no intention or desire to defeat his opponent. His goal seemed to be to stall and prove he wasn’t a coward who avoided battle—that was enough for him. Who knew? In another dozen rounds, he might even resort to the “honest” act of admitting defeat.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Bull Head Demon’s attacks became much more frequent. The violent gusts generated by its trident alone were enough to shatter metal mountains. As a bystander, Su Che had to summon a top-tier defensive talisman to protect himself so he could stay steady and avoid being affected. Even so, it wasn’t possible to harm Lin Jiu in the slightest, as this was a fight between equals—both he and the Bull Head Demon were at the mid-stage Xuanxian level. Even in a life-or-death battle, it would be impossible to determine a winner in just a short time. The Great Defense Technique truly was the most powerful defensive ability among the Three Thousand Great Paths. Under the protection of the blue light shield, Lin Jiu’s dodging movements appeared effortless, with not a trace of desperation. In fact, he even found time to send a message to Su Che:
“Kid, trying to kill someone else with my help? Thinking you can laugh at me? Your plans are doomed to fail. And I can predict that you’ll surely die at my hands!”
“Doomed?”
Su Che sneered and retorted, “You’re just a Xuanxian. You don’t represent the heavens and have no right to use the word ‘doomed.’ There’s no need for nonsense between us. Let’s just see what happens.”
“Wait patiently for your death!”
Lin Jiu sneered and, taking advantage of his evasion, suddenly flew over to Su Che, releasing an invisible shockwave that sent Su Che flying off the ground like a ball, tossed far away.
This attack wasn’t a lethal move; Lin Jiu only wanted to embarrass Su Che. Protected by his supreme Dao artifact, Su Che wasn’t hurt at all, but the experience must have been extremely unpleasant.
Lin Jiu’s actions clearly meant: A single spit could kill you! I’m not killing you now because the time isn’t right.
“Tch!”
Lao He was furious in the Immortal Prison: “Just a Xuanxian? What’s so great about that? Once my master ascends to the Immortal Realm, even as a single Immortal, he can defeat a Xuanxian regardless of rank!”
Swish swish swish…
Lian Yi, Yun Shan, and the others immediately flew over to protect Su Che from Lin Jiu’s humiliating attacks again.
Su Che, however, remained calm and unbothered, still pondering in his mind: Am I really the ‘person’ mentioned by the Minotaur?
“It seems that all the demons in the Immortal-Demon Battlefield are also waiting for someone to arrive. If I am that person, will I bring them destruction or hope?”
“If it’s destruction, I’ll become their mortal enemy; if it’s hope, they’ll surely treat me very differently.”
“But what kind of hope can I bring them? After all, they are the Origin Demons, the common enemies of all things in the world. I can’t possibly help them turn against the Immortal Realm, right?”
“Not necessarily, master,” Lao He interjected. “If you could help the Witch Clan destroy the Spirit Realm, you might be able to help the Demons destroy the Immortal Realm as well. Anyway, in others’ eyes, you’ve already become an unparalleled demon lord. Why not lead the Origin Demons to overthrow the Immortal Realm? Being a tyrannical demon lord is quite satisfying too.”
Su Che didn’t respond, considering Lao He’s words as jokes, nonsense, and nonsense at all—certainly not to be taken seriously.
Toppling the Immortal Realm is no big deal, but the purpose of the Origin Demons is slaughter and destruction—they are the common enemy of all living beings in the world. Associating with them goes against one’s humanity and completely contradicts one’s own path, turning one completely away from it.
“If I can’t defy the will of heaven yet still help the Origin Demons… the only possibility I can think of is to confine them in the Immortal Prison and create for them an environment even worse than the Origin Demonic Realm…” Su Che thought to himself. “If the Immortal Prison Pagoda is the greatest treasure born from the universe, then as its owner, the price I must pay is taking on the heaviest responsibility!”
“Logically, it seems that way…” Lao He stopped joking, lowered his head, and began to ponder as well.
At the same time, the Minotaur wielding its battle halberd was roaring loudly, cursing Lin Jiu as a coward who dared not face him head-on and only knew how to avoid direct confrontation…
But Lin Jiu remained unfazed, secretly pleased with himself. “Thinking I’d be unable to withstand that annoying kid Tian Yu just because I went first? Hmph, in a series of battles, the first person doesn’t even need to win—they just need to muddle through!”
In a series of battles, the later ones bear greater responsibility and pressure; the first person, even if they lose, won’t face much criticism.
Boom!
After fifty or sixty rounds, Lin Jiu pretended to be careless and was struck hard by the Minotaur, being sent flying hundreds of feet back. In reality, protected by his great defense technique, not a single hair was hurt.
He pretended to be out of breath and with a grim expression, he said in a deep voice, “I’m no match for you. I lose this round!”
“Despicable human!”
The Minotaur wasn’t stupid; Lin Jiu’s schemes couldn’t fool him. But with equal strength, the other party had no intention of going all out. In the short term, the Minotaur couldn’t find a chance to kill him, so he could only glare with his blood-red eyes and curse viciously, “Human beings, such inferior races, should be exterminated!”
“I am a true immortal, not a human.”
Lin Jiu smiled faintly, swiftly retracted his defensive shield, and floated back to his team, clearly signaling that he had nothing more to do!
Who’s next?
You Lin? Or Guang Qi?
“What’s the point of such a fighting style?”
Under the protection of Lianyi and the others, Su Che slowly said, “Our goal is to seek treasures and seize opportunities—not to waste time here. Someone like you, who doesn’t put in any effort and just goes through the motions, is nothing but a scumbag, a waste!”
“Tianyu, are you deliberately seeking death?”
Lin Jiu couldn’t stand Su Che’s mockery. His carefree expression instantly changed, and with a fierce gaze, he said, “Do you believe I could kill you right now? Those temporary bodyguards of yours are utterly useless to me!”
“Don’t rush.”
Su Che waved his hand and said calmly, “I’m not done yet. You, Lin Jiu, are not only a waste but also a foolish idiot who thinks he’s smart. Your actions will only infuriate your opponents even more. Just wait and see—you’ll suffer the consequences!”
Sure enough, as soon as Su Che finished speaking, the Bull Head Demon’s deep voice rang out like thunder in everyone’s hearts: “I gave you a fair chance to fight, but you despicable cowards tried to trick me instead. Very well, I’ll show you what true regret looks like!”
“Roar!”
“Roar!”
“Roar!”
The Bull Head Demon threw his head back and let out a deafening roar. Of course, it wasn’t to kill anyone, but…
You Lin, Guang Qi, and the others’ expressions immediately changed. It was obvious that the Bull Head Demon had changed his mind and no longer wanted to fight them one-on-one. His repeated roars were clearly meant to summon his companions.
The battlefield between immortals and demons was entirely dominated by the demons. Who knew how many more demons would appear?
Now, everyone’s gaze toward Lin Jiu was filled with silent condemnation, resentment, and even hatred. Even Guang Qi’s look was hostile.
Lin Jiu’s expression became even more ugly, his feelings extremely complex.
This was the result of being too smart for one’s own good—thinking he was clever but ending up doing something foolish. Losing the previous fight wasn’t a big deal, but at the very least, he should have taken it seriously and shown his opponent proper respect.
Although the Bull Head Demon had a bull’s head, he wasn’t a stupid ox. His intelligence was no lower than anyone else’s. If you tried to trick him, sorry—you’d have to pay a heavy price.
Now, the time to pay that price was coming soon!
“Idiot!”
Su Che wouldn’t miss any chance to attack him. At this moment, he said, “As the saying goes, it’s not enemies as fearsome as gods, but teammates as worthless as pigs. And you? You’re the stupid pig who’s bringing disaster to everyone!”
“Exactly!”
Ripple and the others were also furious, saying one after another, “What a utterly stupid wretch, still gloating about himself.”
“He’s good for nothing but causing trouble!”
“I’ve been worried all along—that he’s the rat that spoils the whole pot!”
In the next moment, they faced a grave crisis of being surrounded by numerous demons. At this point, Ripple and the others set aside their previous reservations toward the Demonic Sealers of the Immortal Realm.
Let’s curse him! While there’s still time, let’s hurl harsh insults at him—it might at least relieve some of our anger…