Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1274 - 1272: Sumeru Continent—Nothing but a Dump and a Wasteland!
The wait lasted all day until dusk.
The horizon was already tinged with a golden hue, and the sky was about to darken.
Not only Dongmen Buju and Zhu Qilue, but even billions of people had been waiting here for nearly ten hours.
Ten hours!
Zhu Qilue stood like a statue, motionless, eyes fixed on the direction of the Xuan Clan.
Dongmen Buju was already impatient.
From patiently waiting in the morning, to pacing back and forth at noon, to now sitting angrily in his chair, eyes wide with fury.
Yet he did not dare to lose his temper with Zhu Qilue.
He could only vent all his anger on a small soldier.
The poor soldier was beaten until his head was bloody, and was unrecognizable, unable to even cry out, becoming a punching bag for Dongmen Buju.
He lay on the ground, barely breathing, like a dying dog.
At first, the crowd could remain patient.
But after ten hours passed and Lin Fan still did not show up, the scene before them still as if frozen, they watched with growing boredom.
The crowd began to stir, rubbing their numb legs, twisting their aching waists and necks, faces full of helplessness and discontent.
If it weren’t for the showdown being between Lin Fan and Zhu Qilue, they would have started cursing long ago.
On one hand, the onlookers wanted to leave, but on the other hand, they couldn’t bear to miss such a spectacular duel, so even after ten hours, many people considered leaving but ultimately stayed.
However.
As dusk approached, they began to complain with dissatisfaction.
"What is going on, just standing without moving? It’s been ten hours."
"Why don’t you go up and ask what’s happening, ask Zhu Qilue why he’s not moving, do you dare?"
"Lin Fan must be a coward, he’s not coming. Hasn’t he heard about the Five Elements Realm? How dare he provoke people from there, he’s probably scared out of his wits."
"I think so too. Lin Fan definitely thinks he doesn’t stand a chance, so he’s simply hiding and not showing up."
"What a waste, agreeing to a meeting and then not showing up, a blatant coward."
"Looks like there’s no good show to watch today, what a pity, what a pity."
"There’s nothing we can do, Zhu Qilue is just too strong. Who’s his match on the Sumeru Continent? I think even the Clan Leader would struggle."
"Not just struggle, absolutely can’t win!"
The crowd buzzed with discussion, starting to talk about Zhu Qilue’s terrifying power.
Finally.
Everyone concluded that Lin Fan must be afraid of Zhu Qilue’s strength, so he didn’t dare to appear.
These whispers all reached Zhu Qilue’s ears.
He frowned, but didn’t pay attention to their words, still staring into the distance.
Zhu Qilue always felt that Lin Fan’s figure would appear in the sunset.
Although they had only clashed once.
But he felt Lin Fan wasn’t someone who would break his word.
Dongmen Buju yawned, slowly walked over, stretched lazily, and said in a muffled voice, "Young Master Zhu, still waiting? It’s been ten hours and Lin Fan still hasn’t shown up. I don’t think there’s any point in waiting any longer."
He grinned.
If Lin Fan didn’t come, he could immediately order the attack on the Xuan Clan.
One night would be enough to conquer the Xuan Clan.
When the sun rose tomorrow, the Xuan Clan of the Mo Family would be completely erased from the Sumeru Continent.
"Lin Fan must be too scared to come, he must have found out about your background, so scared he hid away. He may look glorious usually, but he’s just a cowardly waste, he’s not even from our Sumeru Continent."
Zhu Qilue was taken aback, turned around and asked in confusion, "Not from the Sumeru Continent? How is that possible, I’ve fought him before, and he doesn’t feel like someone of a lower tier. Being from the Sumeru Continent, he’s more than capable, even by your Sumeru Continent’s standards, he could be considered a top expert."
Dongmen Buju sneered disdainfully, revealing a contemptuous smile.
Extremely contemptuous!
Not considering Lin Fan a rival at all, as if talking about something insignificant.
"We in the Sumeru Continent don’t have such cowards, Young Master Zhu, don’t be mistaken. Lin Fan doesn’t deserve to be one of us from the Sumeru Continent!"
Dongmen Buju said proudly, raising his head with a disparaging expression.
Zhu Qilue laughed coldly.
Ridicule.
Disdain.
Contempt.
"Are you sure?" Zhu Qilue looked at Dongmen Buju with mocking eyes, scanning him up and down.
Dongmen Buju’s heart skipped a beat.
He remembered being beaten to the ground by Zhu Qilue yesterday, and his eye twitched fiercely.
What’s with this guy, is he saying I’m inferior to Lin Fan?!
I’m a dignified Clan Leader of the Heavenly Clan, who does Lin Fan think he is, to be compared with this trash Lin Fan is absurd and laughable!
But before Dongmen Buju could speak, Zhu Qilue turned around again, gazing into the distance, and said softly, "I thought the Sumeru Continent finally had someone who wasn’t a waste, but it turns out he’s not from the Sumeru Continent. What a pity. It seems your Sumeru Continent is forever a garbage dump, a waste station."
Dongmen Buju’s face instantly turned deathly pale, glaring at the back of Zhu Qilue’s head, his mouth twitching slightly, fists clenched, veins bulging on his arms.
Zhu Qilue was simply too arrogant, he deserved a beating!
Not only did he look down on the entire Sumeru Continent, he even looked down on me, grouping me with the Sumeru Continent.
What a joke!
How could I possibly be in the same tier as these worthless ants?
Even though we’re all from the Sumeru Continent, in Dongmen Buju’s eyes, apart from himself, no one could match him.
Zhu Qilue lumped him with these wastes, a blatant humiliation!
"Clan Leader Dongmen, are you thinking of making a move?"
Zhu Qilue didn’t even turn his head, casually throwing out a statement that stunned Dongmen Buju.
"Ah?"
"If you really want to make a move, I advise you to reconsider. After all, with so many people here, if you die miserably in front of everyone, it won’t look good, and your reputation won’t sound good either, ruining your own image?"
Zhu Qilue said, glancing back.
"Do you think you can kill me?"
Dongmen Buju felt a chill run through his scalp, his body paralyzed as if struck by electricity, unable to move.
"No...I don’t dare..."
"Kneel!"
Zhu Qilue suddenly shouted, his eyes blood-red.
The voice boomed like thunder among the crowd, and all the surrounding whispers suddenly ceased.
With a swish.
Billions of eyes all looked to the center.
Dongmen Buju’s face turned as pale as paper, devoid of any color.
"This..."
"Clan Leader Dongmen, no need for me to repeat myself, right?" Zhu Qilue turned around, hands behind his back.
"No...No need..." Dongmen Buju looked at the eyes cast around him, feeling like he was being roasted on a fire, extremely uncomfortable.
How dare you... This is simply outrageous!
Exterminating the Xuan Clan was none of the Five Elements Realm’s business, it was the Fire Clan from your Five Elements Realm who intervened uninvited, and you publicly humiliate me?
This is intolerable!
Dongmen Buju’s body trembled violently, his eyes seemed to shoot fire as he stared viciously at the ground.
Thud!
Dongmen Buju knelt on one knee, overcome by the fear of death, driven to kneel before Zhu Qilue.
Zhu Qilue nodded with satisfaction, expressionless, turned, and walked away.
"Indeed, the Sumeru Continent is full of wastes. Lin Fan probably won’t come today, disperse!"
