From a Minor Sect Cultivator to the Primordial Spirit Dao Lord

In a world of immortals and swordsmen, a young Taoist named Mu Shao'ai loves flying swords, raising poison insects, drawing talismans, and refining pills. Isn't it delightful to live a care...

Chapter 114 Little Giant Spirit God, Yao Chonggu!

"Han Qinhu, you've gone too far!!!"

On the cloud, Master Luo's eyes were bloodshot as he glared angrily at Han Qinhu.

If Han Qinhu hadn't intervened, he would have had a chance to save Wang Chao's life.

Those were his personally taught disciples and dearest friends and family!

The thought that Wang Chao owed him an eighty-year "training loan" had only been repaid for twenty years.

Master Luo couldn't help but feel heartbroken, just like "Brother Kun" had lost "Ba Bi".

"If you can't handle losing, don't play. Do you think this life-or-death tournament is child's play?"

Han Qinhu picked at his ear. "Why the hell are you yelling so loudly? Trying to scare me to death?"

He meant to say: "If you're bad at cooking, just practice more!"

But then he thought, it seemed that Wang Chao and the others no longer had the chance to "practice more," and at most they could only "pay attention in their next life."

Therefore, Han Qinhu decisively retracted his statement!

After all, the dead are generally treated with respect within the Heshan Sect.

It's not that "the dead are the greatest," but rather that the "blood, flesh, bones, and soul" of the "dead" are all very useful materials.

You've already "skinned and exploited" people to the fullest extent, and then you use words to humiliate them, that's going too far.

We can't just bully the dead because they can't talk back, can we?

However, while Han Qinhu showed mercy to the "dead," he was utterly unforgiving to the living, spewing out a torrent of profanities.

"If I were you, I would smash my head against a tofu block to avoid making a fool of myself."

"You guys not only used a gauntlet format to fight this life-or-death tournament, but you also bullied the weak by using your size to your advantage. And when you lost, you actually tried to cheat?"

"Luo Hongchen, do you have any shame? Do you really think you're some kind of scoundrel?"

“I xxxxxx…………”

Han Qinhu unleashed a torrent of vigorous speech, spitting as he spoke, using a rich vocabulary brimming with profanity, which was quite an eye-opener for everyone.

Master Luo was so sprayed that his eyes turned black, his face turned from green to white, from white to red, from red to purple, and from purple to black, as if a Buddhist ritual had been performed on his face. It was truly spectacular.

Finally, he simply closed his eyes and made a gesture as if he were about to crash into something and die.

Go ahead and criticize me if you want, I'm just lying here and taking all the mockery!

If I close my eyes, there will be no filth in this world; if I plug my ears, then what you're spewing isn't me.

While escaping is shameful, it can be quite effective!

Out of sight, out of mind, Master Luo felt the world become peaceful, even his heart, which felt like it was being torn apart...

No, my heart still aches terribly, like it's bleeding!

His attitude also meant that, following the Weaponry Academy, the Alchemy Academy had also admitted defeat!

In other words, among the five academies, two, and the two most powerful ones at that, have already been "subdued" by Bai Cang.

Now only the Talisman Courtyard, the Forbidden Courtyard, and the Miscellaneous Courtyard remain!

"Keep going! Who else wants to go down and die?"

Han Qinhu stared intently at the three Dao Foundation Realm cultivators and the disciples of the three academies behind them, and sneered repeatedly: "Anyway, none of us are people who care about martial ethics. Whether you bully the weak or use a war of attrition, my Han Qinhu disciples will accept it. Just bring it on!"

"Even if Bai Cang is killed on the spot, I will never kill all your disciples, nor will I send you down after you have reached the Foundation Establishment stage, so that your whole family can be together."

"Just send out your personal disciples and unleash your trump cards. I, Han Qinhu, guarantee I can afford to play this game and I can afford to lose..."

So next time, they'll find an opportunity, using the excuse that we entered the door with our left foot first, to fight us to the death, right?

Listening to Han Qinhu's murderous "saying the opposite of what he means," the remaining three Dao Foundation Realm cultivators couldn't help but roll their eyes.

Could you be any more obvious in your hints?

But Han Qinhu didn't care about any of that. He was never one to care about saving face!

So what if I'm hinting? I'm being explicit!

I'm blatantly threatening you, steamed buns? You disagree?!

From the moment Master Luo, in a fit of rage, sent his personal disciple Wang Chao to the arena.

Han Qinhu knew immediately: Bai Cang couldn't be allowed to continue fighting!

Even if he were made of iron, how many nails could he drive?

Could it be that he can really break through the Five Academies and earn a fearsome reputation as "invincible in the early stage of Qi Refining"?

This little brat is still a child?!

If he can't stand up for his disciples, what's the point of having a master? Just a figurehead?

In fact, Han Qinhu was already prepared to intervene when Wang Chao made his move.

But to his utter surprise, Bai Cang gave him such a big surprise, even a shock. He subconsciously slipped his hand and accidentally shoved the prepared move into Luo Zhenren's face.

This is the real reason why he intervened to stop Luo Zhenren and "assisted" Bai Cang in killing Wang Chao!

Now, Han Qinhu believes that Bai Cang's prowess has far exceeded his expectations and has reached its limit, so he naturally wants to end this life-or-death arena.

However, it was not an easy task to make the Forbidden Academy, the Talisman Academy, and the Miscellaneous Academy admit defeat.

After all, even a Dao Foundation Realm expert has to save face!

If they didn't have a suitable way to make amends, others might think they were afraid of Bai Cang.

It's shameful enough to be afraid of Han Qinhu. If he's even afraid of Bai Cang, then what about the Dao Foundation True Person?

Thinking of this, Han Qinhu looked at everyone with an arrogant expression and sneered repeatedly, but his hands behind his back made a gesture.

"boom!"

The next moment.

Suddenly, a towering black shadow descended from the clouds above where the Three Capitals were located.

When Bai Cang looked up, he felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him, and a huge object fell from the sky. It turned out to be a giant.

He was three meters tall, with a robust build and a square, upright face, as if cleaved by a knife and axe, or like a god statue cast from refined iron. His eyes were like copper bells. He was covered in fish-scale heavy armor and carried two octagonal drum-shaped golden hammers on his back, the hammer heads as large as cartwheels.

One look at him and you could tell that this man was extremely fierce and violent, just like a miniature version of a giant god.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that he wasn't wearing fish-scale heavy armor at all; rather, his entire body was covered in thick, dark gold scales, making him look like a supercharged version of the "Silver Armor Corpse" transformed from the Three Yin Immortals.

"An extraordinary person? Or a special cultivation technique?"

Seeing this, Bai Cang felt a chill run down his spine, and his heart sank. "How the hell are we supposed to fight this?"

This massive giant was a perfect counter to himself.

Even with the eighteen-foot-tall demonic body after using "Five Ghosts Possession," Bai Cang felt that it was probably only equivalent to the opponent's "normal form."

If it weren't on the fighting stage, perhaps they could use all sorts of underhanded methods to launch sneak attacks and assassinations day and night, slowly wearing down their opponent.

However, in a life-or-death arena, the area is only a hundred feet in radius. Where is there so much space and time to move around?

Thinking of this, Bai Cang couldn't help but feel the urge to back down, pondering how to end things "dignifiedly".

Just then, the burly giant clapped his hands, producing a clanging sound like metal striking metal. "I am Yao Chonggu!"

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