Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 280 - 235: Want to Play the Turtle? No Way

The lake water was murky, as a great amount of silt rose from the bottom and formed multiple silt springs, surging outward.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the entire pool of silt exploded, and a huge amount of filth, like a mud crocodile, lunged at Wu Hen standing between the maple forests.

Wu Hen threw a punch, shattering the mud crocodile.

Despite that, the turbid lake silt still obscured his vision, and his sense of taste and hearing were also impaired amidst the filth.

"Bang!!"

The next moment, Jiao Zhu’s entire body burned with a golden flame, like a high-speed bomb, crashing into Wu Hen’s chest.

Wu Hen’s body shook violently, and he slid backward, knocking down half of the extensive maple forest.

Finally stabilizing his figure, Jiao Zhu appeared before Wu Hen out of nowhere. He struck out with his palm, and in the sky above the forest, one Vajra Palm Seal after another appeared, each akin to a small mountain of palms, wrapped in roaring flames. Hundreds of these Red Flame Palm Mountains flitted across, instantly illuminating the entirety of Red Port!

The Palm Mountains struck Wu Hen, forcing him to retreat once more.

Behind the maple forest lay a series of stone halls, and these granite-like palaces were just like blocks in a child’s playset under such force, shattered by the massive Palm Flame Mountains and crushed under Wu Hen’s retreating steps.

Thick dust billowed, enveloping the Holy Sect palace.

The giant figure of Wu Hen stood atop the rising dust clouds, majestic like an ancient giant deity, his entire body shining with a luster like that of Gold Crystals.

Hovering above the maple forest was a crimson man, bare-chested and with dense hair that couldn’t hide his conspicuous scars. Even without any armor to protect his blood-stout body, the golden glow around him was like the most sacred armor, making his presence domineering, with a surging demonic aura!

"You little bastard, you’ve got some nerve. I, Master Jiao Zhu, gave you and Cai Huang some face, merely asking that girl to serve me for a few days, and wouldn’t have pursued the matter further. Yet you seek your own death, don’t blame me, Jiao Zhu, for not showing mercy to my sect mate!" Jiao Zhu’s eyes were filled with fury.

Had it been Master Cai Huang who struck him with that palm, he might have let it go, but the one who dared to challenge his absolute authority turned out to be this lad.

What Jiao Zhu found unforgivable was that Wu Hen had actually crushed his nephew, Jiao Liecheng, underfoot!

Jiao Liecheng was someone he had nurtured as his own foremost disciple, investing countless Holy Sect resources in him, and finally getting him to reach the realm of Holy Golden Blood—only to be directly squashed like a grasshopper.

"Oblivious to your impending death, Jiao Zhu, you old thief, not only has Master Cai Huang’s injuries healed, but he also passed on to me the supreme cultivation method. He allowed me to learn the Giant Spirit Method specifically to drive you out of the Holy Sect. You brought death upon yourself today, so blame only yourself and Master for ridding the Holy Sect of its scourge!" Wu Hen didn’t hold back in mentioning Cai Huang.

It was as if his own strength, his usual arrogance, and his current intent to kill were all thanks to Cai Huang’s guidance.

Did Cai Huang, that old turtle, think he could avoid battle by hiding in his yard?

Wu Hen wasn’t going to let him have his way.

If you don’t make a move, I’ll force you to, ensuring that Jiao Zhu wouldn’t tolerate Cai Huang under the same roof!

"Do you think with such minor skills, you can last a few moves against me? Naïve!" Jiao Zhu stood on high ground, ready to unleash another powerful Saint Technique.

"Old thief, don’t think no one knows about the injury you suffered in your lower abdomen when you were young, rendering you no different from an old eunuch now. Is that why you always need to indulge in lengthy foreplay that involves corporal punishment to satisfy your twisted heart?"

"At your age, not having a single descendant, you pinned all your hopes of continuing your lineage on Jiao Liecheng, a man of mediocre talent who turned out to be useless. How could Master Cai Huang not know of your jealousy towards him for his manliness and numerous offspring?"

Wu Hen was in his Giant Golden Spirit form, and his voice boomed like a bell, echoing throughout the entire Red Port Saint Sect.

Jiao Zhu, who was originally casting a spell intending to bomb Wu Hen into pieces, stopped halfway through upon hearing these words, his blood rushing from his chest to his forehead!

Clearly, Jiao Zhu had been struck where it hurt!

"Did Cai Huang say these things to you??" Jiao Zhu was like a volcano covered in ice and snow, with magma churning beneath.

"It’s common knowledge in the Saint Sect." Wu Hen said.

The more Wu Hen didn’t mention Cai Huang, the more Jiao Zhu suspected everything was instigated by Cai Huang.

Across the entire Red Port Saint Sect, who else would dare say such things behind his back, if not Cai Huang, that old thief, who relied on his background from a noble family from the Inner Country of the Holy Sect? On the surface, Cai Huang was respectful, but behind his back, he didn’t take his senior brother seriously at all, even spreading such talk within the Saint Sect!

"Seems like, you no longer deserve to exist in this world!" Jiao Zhu’s eyes were filled with a blood-red intent to kill.

"If you can break my Giant Golden Spirit form, then it means this old dog’s fangs haven’t loosened!" Wu Hen sneered with continued provocation.

With a knack for passive-aggressiveness and instigation ingrained from his hometown, Wu Hen simply made a logical assumption based on some of Jiao Zhu’s actions, and he ended up hitting the nail on the head!

For a Master like Jiao Zhu, having his most despised secret revealed in public meant that he might want to kill more than just Wu Hen and Cai Huang.

In essence, Wu Hen successfully enraged the Master in charge of punishment, stripping him of much of his reason.

Jiao Zhu’s entire body blazed even more fiercely, and without casting any Saint Technique, his figure was like a miniature blood-gold sun, its radiant flames sweeping across the entire Red Port Palace…

Wu Hen was no greenhorn either.

Mockery filled his words as he retreated towards Master Cai Huang’s courtyard.

"What’s the use of cowering in the courtyard’s magic realm?"

"If you don’t come out, can’t I draw Jiao Zhu in?"

"Given Jiao Zhu’s current frenzy, even if the magic realm suppresses him, he would still barge in and snap Cai Huang’s neck."

"Jiao Zhu, you old bastard, you act like a woman. I am still a Holy Sect Disciple, yet you, in your blue robe as a master, couldn’t harm me in the least after several rounds. When I trampled Jiao Liecheng to death just now, I didn’t struggle nearly as much as you are," Wu Hen continued to mock. Find adventures at novelbuddy

Surely, it’s the power of an Advanced Saint Technique.

The Fourth Rank giant golden spirit, with its near-perfect resistance, suffered attacks from First-class Heavenly Brilliance several times. They only unbalanced it but couldn’t harm Wu Hen’s original physique!

Jiao Zhu was thoroughly infuriated.

While roaring, he burned Holy Breath. Having reached the Saint Child Realm, such a Blood Burning Technique no longer consumed his lifespan. The Holy Decision he executed was accompanied by a terrifying golden aura, and its Flame Energy would incinerate any living being upon contact.

But for the moment, Jiao Zhu had no way to deal with Wu Hen.

This Giant Spirit Method, an Advanced Saint Technique, had not been cultivated by Jiao Zhu himself. Annoyed as he was, he also felt alarmed that a mere Disciple had mastered the giant golden spirit, a technique supposedly only manageable at the Saint Child Realm...

Moreover, a Fourth Rank giant golden spirit, which required the Holy Breath of over a hundred Holy Sect Disciples to summon!

"Idiot, do you think your good brother Xin Feng died for nothing? Master Cai Huang and I planned to purge your lackeys completely before beheading you!" Wu Hen continued his taunts.

Anyway, he might as well pin all the blame on Cai Huang now.

Cai Huang wanted to preserve himself, but now he’d have to fight whether he liked it or not.

Wu Hen refused to believe that after such agitation, Jiao Zhu could still co-manage the Red Port Saint Sect with Cai Huang.

"Cai Huang, you old dog, I will not rest until one of us is dead!" In a sudden realization, Jiao Zhu shouted.

All these years, Cai Huang had been acting like a turtle, showing excessive respect. It was all a sham.

He had been secretly cultivating this Disciple, feeding him all the resources, including Advanced Saint Techniques. On one hand, he suppressed his own strength, keeping Jiao Zhu unaware. On the other, he shaped a Disciple who could threaten him. Then Jiao Zhu would join forces with the Disciple to take everything here for himself!

Such insidious cunning!

No wonder Xin Feng died inexplicably, and only this Disciple survived.

It turned out that Cai Huang had been undermining his authority all along, isolating him to usurp his position!

"I’ll kill you, this little bastard, first!" bellowed Jiao Zhu.

...

In the inner courtyard of Cai Huang.

A young girl with bloodstains on her lips rushed into the inner room, her eyes brimming with tears, yet she held them back from spilling.

"Father!" Cai Ni kneeled at the door, pleading, "My brother has always been intelligent and wise, a peerless genius just like my second sister. The only reason he has been forbearing all this time is that you have never offered them your protection, nor have you ever shown them the slightest affection,"

"Now that my second sister has leaped through Dragon Gate, becoming the most dazzling figure in the Holy Sect Inner Country, you’ve been regretting not treating her well. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have fallen to this state."

"What lies before you now is a new opportunity. Do not let my brother down—just join forces with him to kill Jiao Zhu. I’m sure he will remember your kindness. When we go to my second sister, she will come to see you in a new light!"

Cai Ni begged, hoping her father would come to his senses sooner.

At this moment, Cai Ni felt extremely disappointed in her heart. The path of cultivation was cruel, and she knew her father was selfish. In his eyes, not a single child was more important than his own life and future. She had seen through it...

But the clearer she saw, the more she needed to calm down and persuade him to confront Jiao Zhu.

Her father might be indifferent and heartless, but her brother truly spared no effort to protect her.

Not long ago, Cai Ni was deeply moved by Wu Hen’s actions to protect a Maid, but she would never have expected Wu Hen to dare lay a hand on a master.

He knew he was no match, yet he was resolved to fight—a valuable emotion. Cai Ni didn’t want to see Wu Hen killed by Master Jiao Zhu; she had to convince her father to take action, no matter what!

"If you don’t act, I will not suffer humiliation from others. I’d rather die before you now."

"Without a child by your side, even if you were with my second sister, how could she accept someone as cold and heartless as you..."

Cai Ni’s finger transformed into a golden sword, pressing against her own throat.

This was the only solution she could think of. She knew her life might not hold much value in her father’s eyes, but she understood what Cai Huang valued the most!

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