In the courtyard.

Hidden in the shadows, Rosso was currently crouched on a maple tree.

He glanced down at the Primal Heaven Sect female disciple’s robes he was wearing, his escape route already planned. He snapped his fingers, and a black cloak materialized over his body.

He raised his hands and pulled up the cloak’s hood. He also wrapped a black cloth around his face, leaving only his eyes exposed.

’This way, no one should be able to recognize me when I make my move.’

With that thought, Rosso casually hung his phone in the air next to a branch and started recording.

At that moment, not far ahead of him and to his left, beneath a tree, were none other than the Primal Heaven Sect’s Junior Martial Uncle and Jocelyn Grant. The two of them were currently wrapped in each other’s arms, tumbling together, lost in their passion.

"Oh, Sean~"

"Sean... I like you so much."

"I like you, too."

"Let’s cultivate together!"

Seeing this, Rosso extended his hand, and two Thunder Summoning Talismans appeared in it. He chuckled and thought to himself, ’My apologies, you two. Your bliss is my family’s bread and butter.’

He tossed the Thunder Summoning Talismans straight into the air.

Simultaneously, he performed Magic with his hands, pouring his Late Stage of Golden Core Cultivation into the Thunder Summoning Talismans.

In that instant, thunder gathered in the heavens, and the sky suddenly grew dark. Then, amidst the roiling thunderclouds, bolts of lightning as thick as an arm struck down directly where Jocelyn Grant and Sean were.

The range of the lightning strikes was enormous, affecting not just the courtyard but the entire Maplewood.

BOOM.

BOOM.

Under the bombardment of such powerful Heavenly Thunder, Sean Lockwood’s courtyard quickly collapsed into ruins. Beneath the tree, Sean Lockwood and Jocelyn Grant were struck until smoke rose from their heads, their hair standing on end. Before they could even react, they saw the maple tree above them get snapped in two by the Heavenly Thunder and fall right toward them.

Seeing this, the two scrambled to their feet. Jocelyn Grant immediately waved her hand, smashing the falling tree to one side.

Sean Lockwood’s sash was still on the ground, his white robes hanging open to reveal his chest. As for Jocelyn Grant, her clothes were in disarray. She was still wearing her bodice, and while her pants were on, her outer robe was hanging off one arm.

"Damn it... What’s happening?"

Sean Lockwood finally processed it: his courtyard had collapsed.

And then his pants fell.

Leaving him in his underdrawers.

By now, Sean Lockwood had sensed the aura of the Thunder Summoning Talismans. He looked up, his expression grim as he saw the nearly depleted talismans in the sky. "Thunder Summoning Talismans? Who is it? Show yourself!"

Burning with rage, Sean Lockwood roared, his face cold, and reached down to pull up his pants. But Rosso, still hidden, didn’t give him the time and struck again.

A powerful gust of wind rushed toward him.

A large, golden bow materialized in mid-air, and a sharp arrow shot straight for him. It was a top-grade magic tool.

’And this aura... it’s so strong.’

’This person’s Cultivation is higher than mine.’

’I can’t be careless.’

Sean Lockwood gathered his Cultivation to defend himself.

And then his pants fell again.

"Sean, I’ll help you!"

Over on the tree, Rosso had now revealed himself, but he was clad head-to-toe in black, making his face impossible to see.

Jocelyn Grant accused him, "We have no quarrel with you! Why are you attacking us? Who are you? How dare you trespass in my Primal Heaven Sect! You have some nerve."

In response to Jocelyn Grant’s accusation, Rosso deliberately lowered his voice to sound old and raspy. He was heard saying, "I’m already here, so isn’t it pointless to ask? Who says I need a grudge to deal with you? Couldn’t it be for some other reason? It’s true you have no quarrel with me, but you do have quarrels with others. I didn’t want to take the risk of coming to the Primal Heaven Sect either, but the other party simply offered too much."

Sean Lockwood: "Insolent! Do you think you can just come and go from my Primal Heaven Sect as you please? Since you’re here, you can leave your life behind."

Rosso sneered.

He pressed his fingers together.

And swept them lightly before his eyes.

At that moment, three arrows appeared before him. With a wave of Rosso’s hand, the arrows were nocked on the great bow. WHOOSH! They shot toward Jocelyn Grant and Sean Lockwood.

Sean was also gathering all his Cultivation to resist. For a moment, their powers clashed, but in the end, both Jocelyn Grant and Sean Lockwood were sent flying backward.

Sean Lockwood crashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. CRACK! Two of his bones broke. As for Jocelyn Grant, her leg had been pierced by an arrow formed from the attacker’s Cultivation. After the arrow dissipated, blood was now gushing from her right leg. The pair looked absolutely wretched.

Sean Lockwood’s face was deathly pale.

He looked at the black-clad figure standing on the tree not far away.

"So strong... Who are you?"

Jocelyn, meanwhile, clutched her leg and cried out in pain. "Sean... HISSS, it hurts so much..."

"Are you two a bit slow? You love asking who I am. Did you really think I’d tell you just because you asked?"

Rosso placed a finger to his lips, then said, "I’m just a nameless passerby who happens to be short on cash, that’s all. I have to say, the two of you are worth quite a bit. So don’t worry, I won’t kill you. This was just a little greeting. I’ll be seeing you again."

’There’s a next time?!’

Enraged, Sean Lockwood choked on a mouthful of blood.

’His Cultivation is higher than mine; I can’t beat him in a direct confrontation. But if I can just stall until Master and the others arrive, he won’t be able to escape.’

Rosso was telling the truth.

He really wasn’t going to kill the two of them right now.

After all, he was already looking forward to the next time. This Sean Lockwood and Jocelyn Grant were walking Spirit Stones. He figured he wasn’t the only one who thought so.

At the same time, because of their fight, the Primal Heaven Sect’s Sect Protection Array activated.

Looking at the Barrier and runes that appeared in the sky, it would be a lie to say he wasn’t scared. Fortunately, he had already considered this possibility and had a countermeasure planned from the start.

Rosso sensed countless powerful experts rushing in their direction.

’They’re coming this fast.’

’That’s about enough for today.’

’Time to run.’

His figure flashed.

He snatched the phone that was recording from its spot above the branch, and in the blink of an eye, his figure vanished into The Maplewood.

As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place.

So, Rosso didn’t leave immediately. If he were caught by the Primal Heaven Sect’s experts, he would surely die. Instead, he put away his black cloak and, in an instant, blended into the crowd of disciples.

He joined the other disciples in gawking at the drama.

When he reappeared,

he was once again in his female cultivator disguise. Aside from being a bit tall, he looked completely unremarkable—the very picture of an average person. Coupled with the Magic Treasure he wore to conceal his Cultivation, he now looked like he was only in the Qi Refinement Realm.

He mingled with the disciples, a look of complete confusion on his face.

Many people were curious about what had happened.

"What’s going on? Why did the Sect Protection Array activate?"