If he had encountered these second-generation heirs under normal circumstances, Mo Huaiyu certainly would not have been so petty; as long as the other party did not provoke him, he would not actively seek out trouble.
However, now the other party not only made no attempt to hide the greed in his eyes for Sister Ruoxi, but even tried to get handsy, which was simply intolerable.
Furthermore, the opponent’s strength was only at the Dao Platform Realm; nowadays, Mo Huaiyu could be considered invincible among peers when facing cultivators of the same realm.
Sun Luo had never imagined that someone in Tianshui City would actually oppose him, and his expression instantly turned dark and gloomy.
“Kid, if you want to play the hero in front of a beauty, you need to have the strength for it!”
Sensing that the youth before him had not yet reached the peak of the Dao Platform Realm, Sun Luo, whose own cultivation had reached the Great Circle of the Dao Platform Realm, felt extremely arrogant.
Although Sun Luo was usually overbearing and unreasonable, for some reason today, a voice inside told him to suppress this youth, causing his intelligence to drop offline.
Mo Huaiyu narrowed his eyes; facing someone like Qin Wudi, he might hesitate and only strike with full confidence, but facing this Dao Platform youth, he would strike with a heavy fist!
Sun Luo let out a cold sneer and said, “Today, I will show you what it means to overestimate your own capabilities!”
Having finished speaking, Sun Luo circulated the spiritual energy in his body, his aura climbing step by step, showing faint signs of breaking through to the Divine Palace Realm.
Though Sun Luo was lustful in his daily life, his spiritual energy was quite condensed without any sense of superficiality; it seemed his foundation was very solid.
Bang!
Sun Luo kicked off the ground, his silhouette arriving before Mo Huaiyu in an instant, a faint yellow light surfacing on his body which matched his lecherous nature perfectly.
“Mad King’s Fist!”
Sun Luo used a killing move right from the start; a strike like this was something an ordinary Dao Platform peak cultivator would not dare to take head-on.
Just as Sun Luo’s fist was about to strike Mo Huaiyu’s chest, Mo Huaiyu moved; there was no flashy defensive stance or dazzling footwork, there was only a very simple lifting of his leg.
I am just going to give him a kick!
Bang!
The sound of breaking air rang out, and the crowd saw Sun Luo, who was majestic and overbearing a second ago, flying backward like a cannonball in the next, smashing many tables and chairs along the way.
“Puh-ah!”
The crowd’s gaze hurriedly followed, only to see Sun Luo spitting out a mouthful of blood, his aura withering away as his head tilted and he lost consciousness.
This…!?
Everyone looked in disbelief at the youth who had just retracted his foot; one kick!?
With just one kick, he solved the Great Circle Dao Platform Realm Sun Luo—is he even human?!
Everyone knew Sun Luo’s character was trash, but his strength was not; it was solidly established there, yet he was finished by the youth in a single kick.
Following Sun Luo’s inability to rise again, Chun Niang immediately called people to carry him out and send him back to the City Lord’s Mansion.
She then twisted her waist flirtatiously as she walked toward the handsome youth; after all, the youth had solved a big trouble for the Spring Breeze Pavilion, and looking at those injuries, Sun Luo wouldn’t be coming back for free services for at least ten days to half a month.
Only then did Feng Niang slowly react; that’s right!
These two beside her were also disciples of the Spirit Imperial Sect!
How did she forget to mention that just now?!
“This little brother looks quite unfamiliar, is this your first time at the Spring Breeze Pavilion?”
An Ruoxi, who had not moved before, saw this beautiful woman approaching the youth; for some reason, her brows furrowed slightly as she took a light step to stand in front of the youth, blocking Chun Niang.
Feng Niang hurried to stop Chun Niang; she had only glanced at the youth earlier and felt the terror of this cold beauty, so if Chun Niang approached recklessly, a life might truly be lost.
“These two distinguished guests are here to see the Pavilion Master, we cannot delay for too long.”
After saying that, Feng Niang gave Chun Niang a look, telling her to restrain her flirtatiousness.
Subsequently, Mo Huaiyu and An Ruoxi followed Feng Niang all the way to the top floor.
During this time, Mo Huaiyu watched the young ladies, each more beautiful and vibrant than the last, his eyes full of interest; however, since he was here with Sister Ruoxi on official business today, it was better to save such unofficial business for a time when he could sneak in alone.
Just as Mo Huaiyu was watching with a racing heart, he suddenly bumped into something fragrant and soft; looking up, he found Sister Ruoxi looking down at him, her eyes seemingly revealing a hint of coldness.
“Junior Brother Mo, are you very interested in them?”
The “them” in An Ruoxi’s mouth naturally referred to the girls of the Spring Breeze Pavilion.
“No, there is no such thing!”
Mo Huaiyu explained hurriedly.
“Sister Ruoxi, I am a very upright person! You have to believe me!”
If Mo Yuyun were here and heard Mo Huaiyu say “you have to believe me,” she would be one hundred percent certain he was lying; then would come the severe punishment, exposing the youth’s buttocks for a penalty that caused little damage but extreme humiliation.
An Ruoxi stared at the youth for a moment, then proactively took his small hand in hers and walked quickly upstairs.
Before long, the three arrived at a room where, under Feng Niang’s lead, Mo Huaiyu met an evil-looking young man.
“The two of you must be the distinguished guests from the main Spirit Imperial Sect, I am Yan Nantian, the master of this pavilion, please sit!”
Sandalwood incense drifted through the room; Mo Huaiyu sensed the realm of the young man before him—the Dharma Image Realm.
An Ruoxi said directly, “According to intelligence, there are remnants of the Demon Sect here.”
Hearing this, Yan Nantian said, “Goddess, you are overthinking; we have already undergone three inspections, and even if there were remnants, they have been cleared out by the City Lord’s Mansion.”
However, Mo Huaiyu had sensed something was wrong since he entered; only now did he realize what was amiss—it was the sandalwood incense!
This scent could not be mistaken! It was Phantom Cloud Incense!
If you ask how he knew, it was because he had fallen for this trick himself.
As Mo Huaiyu grew older, certain parts of him began to rise; sleeping again with a world-class beauty like Sister Yuyun, it was inevitable that things would point to the sky the next day.
So he proposed to sleep separately, but Mo Yuyun firmly opposed it; then, facing her brother’s stubbornness, she would secretly use Phantom Cloud Incense to numb the youth and then happily hug her human pillow to sleep.
“Hehe, burning Phantom Cloud Incense while claiming not to be from the Demon Sect, the Master’s words are hard to believe.”
Mo Huaiyu instantly held his breath, while also sending a telepathic message to Sister Ruoxi to hold hers to avoid inhaling too much and losing physical strength.
“!!??”
Yan Nantian’s smile froze; how could this kid recognize Phantom Cloud Incense!?
One must know that Phantom Cloud Incense was high-end goods in the cultivation world, with a single stick worth tens of thousands of spirit stones; the reason it was so expensive was partly because the raw materials were costly, and partly because most buyers were people with ill intentions, so it could not be sold openly.
Hum!
An Ruoxi acted immediately, her spiritual energy circulating as an ice crystal longsword appeared in her hand, delivering a single slash.
Fifteen minutes later, the highest-grade establishment for listening to music and watching dances in all of Tianshui City—one watched him build the high tower, and then watched the tower collapse.
Holy crap!
Mo Huaiyu’s eyes widened in shock; is this Sister Ruoxi’s strength!?
Just now, he saw with his own eyes that the Dharma Image Realm youth only lasted three rounds under Sister Ruoxi’s hands before being completely finished.
This… this… is too terrifying!
Recalling his own past sparring matches with Sister Ruoxi, it seems the amount of effort she held back was way too massive!