Fengqi Mountain, Celestial Master Mansion.
In a small house at the peak of the mountain, a woman with long red hair was leaning against the window, watching a tree outside with utter boredom.
If Chen Qianchi’s short hair was a fiery orange, then this woman’s long hair was a blood-like crimson.
Even her pupils were a scarlet red, and she wore a blood-red robe to match.
She watched the old tree swaying in the wind, looking as if it might collapse at any moment, and felt a flicker of interest.
She began to clench her fists, her body swaying along with the rhythm of the trunk.
She looked forward to the tree collapsing and being completely destroyed.
However, reality did not meet her expectations.
The wind stopped.
The ancient tree remained standing.
“Ahhhhhhh— “
The woman let out a long, drawn-out sigh, feeling that everything was incredibly dull.
She sighed again as she walked to the bed, lay down, and pulled up the covers, preparing for a nap.
Boom!
Suddenly, a young cultivator stumbled into the room, irritating the woman who was just about to fall asleep.
“Agh… what is it now! Can’t a person get some sleep around here!” the woman roared.
“Celestial… Celestial Master… there’s someone…”
The young cultivator knelt on the floor, drenched in sweat and speaking incoherently.
“Someone!? Of course there’s someone! There are people all over this Celestial Master Mansion, do you really need to tell me that!?”
“It’s someone! Someone has fought their way in! Even Eldest Senior Brother is no match for him!”
“Oh?”
Interest piqued, the woman sat up in bed.
She crossed her legs, resting her elbow on her thigh and propping up her head with her hand.
She smiled faintly.
“Tell me the details. How did my eldest disciple, who claims to be invincible among his peers, lose? Is the opponent some old fogey?”
“No, on the contrary, the man is quite handsome… and he doesn’t look like he used secret arts to preserve his appearance…”
“Is that so? What else? What’s his name? Which sect is he from?”
The woman continued to smile calmly.
“He didn’t say… he only said… he only said…”
“He only said what? Spit it out already!” She was dying of curiosity.
“He said… hurry up and tell your Celestial Master to come out and see me… or I’ll wash this Celestial Master Mansion in blood… it’s the perfect time to settle old and new debts… together…”
The cultivator’s voice grew smaller and smaller.
“Another enemy? But I have so many enemies. How am I supposed to know who he is?”
Hearing about the threat to wash the place in blood, the woman wasn’t afraid.
Instead, she began to search through her memories.
What kind of enemy could hate her enough to want to kill her entire sect?
A few seconds later, a realization dawned on her.
‘It seems… every one of my enemies… wants to kill my whole family…’
“Fine, fine. Besides being handsome, does he have any other defining features?”
“Yes, yes,” the young cultivator quickly added.
“How tall is he?”
“About 8 feet tall.”
“Then he’s a bit shorter than me. A little guy,” the woman joked, still smiling nonchalantly.
“At his waist… there is a white gourd with a strange pattern hanging…”
“What?”
The woman’s smile vanished instantly.
“Although he looks like a sword cultivator… he carries a bunch of Dharma artifacts…”
“Go on… keep talking…”
Thump
Thump
Thump
The woman seemed to hear her own heartbeat.
It was as if a giant boulder had been hurled into a placid pond, stirring up waves a thousand layers high.
“He said… tell your Celestial Master… to give me back my things…”
“What else did he say…?”
“He also… insulted you…”
“What did he call me!?”
The woman stood up abruptly.
Her expression, rather than anger, looked more like anticipation—the anticipation of someone holding the right answer.
“He called you… a gorilla…”
Whether it was because of the sunlight or something else, those ruby-like pupils grew brighter and brighter.
The corners of her mouth curled upward uncontrollably, and she let out a wild, flamboyant laugh.
“Hahahahahahaha!!!!!”
Laughing toward the sky, the woman ran out of the room, using every ounce of her strength.
A moment later, upon seeing Chu Fan in midair, the woman’s smile was so wide it could hardly be contained.
Still, she tried to maintain her composure.
“Where did this insignificant brat come from, daring to act so bold in my Celestial Master Mansion?”
Looking down at the woman on the ground, Chu Fan rolled his eyes with total disdain.
“Dongfang Qingwei, you’ve trained this disciple of yours well enough, but unfortunately, he has no manners.”
“No manners?”
Dongfang Qingwei arched an eyebrow in confusion.
“I simply said I was here to see your Celestial Master, and your eldest disciple threw a punch without a word. Did he inherit that temper from a gorilla like you?”
“Ha!?”
Dongfang Qingwei turned her head to look at her eldest disciple, who was lying on the ground clutching his chest in pain.
“Hey, is what he said true?”
“Master, don’t listen to his nonsense… he insulted you first… of course your disciple had to defend Master’s—”
Boom!
Before the man could finish, Dongfang Qingwei kicked him into a stone wall 100 meters away.
“I’ve told you how many times: don’t start a fight you can’t win. If you can’t understand human speech, then just go die,” Dongfang Qingwei said casually.
Seeing Dongfang Qingwei show so little mercy even to her own eldest disciple, Chu Fan rested his forehead in his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
“I should have expected as much from you, gorilla.”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Chu Fan. He couldn’t beat you, but I can.”
Before her voice had even faded, Dongfang Qingwei leaped into the air, throwing a punch toward Chu Fan that carried a terrifying amount of astral energy.
Chu Fan took a step back, but she closed the distance immediately.
He hastily brought out a shield-shaped Dharma artifact to block.
Crack
But in an instant—almost the very second her fist touched the artifact—it shattered into pieces.
It lost its glow and turned into a pile of junk that fell to the ground.
“Hey! That was an Earth Grade artifact! You’re paying for that!”
“You hurt my disciple, and I haven’t even asked you to compensate me yet!”
As she spoke, Dongfang Qingwei threw a second punch.
By the time she had shattered who-knows-how-many artifacts, Chu Fan finally felt a twinge of heartbreak for his treasures.
He decided to block with his hands this time.
He crossed his arms in front of him.
In the next moment:
Bang!
The sound was louder than any of the previous punches.
A sound like a cannon blast echoed throughout the entire Celestial Master Mansion.
Chu Fan’s body was sent flying like a cannonball, slammed entirely into a stone wall 100 meters away.
“Cough!”
Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Chu Fan was embedded in the stone wall, unable to move.
As for Dongfang Qingwei, she walked over casually with her hands behind her back, mocking him.
“Oh my, oh my— Little Fan-Fan— after not seeing you for all these years— not only has your trash-talking not improved— but your cultivation is still so weak—”
“I just… didn’t want to lower myself to your level…”
“Oh? Does that mean you were worried about me? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Aren’t you afraid I’ll tell Xiao Xue?”
“Piss off…” Although weak, Chu Fan remained defiant.
Dongfang Qingwei was well aware that Chu Fan hadn’t used his full strength.
She also knew that with Chu Fan’s personality, he wouldn’t use lethal moves against someone he didn’t consider an enemy.
But even so, she firmly believed that even if Chu Fan went all out, she wouldn’t lose.
Because she simply didn’t lose.
It had been that way since she was a child.
With that thought, Dongfang Qingwei pried Chu Fan out of the wall and slung him over her shoulder.
She waved her hand to dismiss the crowd.
“Dismissed! Everyone go back to what you were doing. I’m taking this guy to heal.”
Dongfang Qingwei spoke nonchalantly, and although her mouth remained set in a firm line, the look in her eyes had softened.
Amidst the astonished and confused gazes of the crowd, Dongfang Qingwei carried Chu Fan and made a large leap back to the mountain peak, toward her room.
Although no one understood why the Celestial Master would heal an intruder, they all knew her personality was always like this—she did whatever came to her mind.
Consequently, they all kept their mouths shut.
Only in the distance, another person embedded in a stone wall muttered in a resentful voice: “Bastard… I’m going to kill you…”