I really couldn't stand it anymore. If I shouted those two sentences out loud, people would think I'd run into a lunatic...

"son…"

I called out to Tuoba San, and under his bewildered gaze, I continued...

"Your words aren't assertive enough; they don't stir up any emotions. We're here to challenge them, so we need to give them a reason to accept the challenge, understand?"

Tuoba San asked in confusion

"Father, how can I say it in a way that makes people want to kill me right now?"

I looked at him and said in a lecturing tone

"First, you need to instill a powerful aura; second, you need to hurt their fragile egos, making them feel that they would be doing themselves a disservice if they didn't fight you; and finally, you need to ignite their greed..."

Listening to my logical analysis, Tuoba San nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite…

I continued...

"Alright, I'll shout it out, and you're in charge of amplifying my words so that all the cultivators in the market can hear them..."

Tuoba San immediately nodded and said

"I'll listen to my father..."

Once I was ready, I said loudly

"Listen up, you inside! You are surrounded..."

Not only was Tuoba San stunned by my words, but the people in the market were also taken aback. Some looked over curiously, thinking that a righteous sect had attacked...

But when they saw that there was only one ninth-rank Martial Emperor, everyone was dumbfounded. How dare they claim to have surrounded a market full of powerful people with such little strength?

"Father, what's wrong with you...?"

Tuoba San really wanted to ask, "Are you kidding me?"

I gave Tuoba San a reassuring look and said comfortingly.

"I was just trying to get the attention of these losers in front of me..."

Little did I know that my words, amplified by Tuoba San, traveled directly into the market…

This statement is even more explosive than the previous one. It's one thing for a low-ranking official to surround the market, but for an ordinary person to call the millions of people in the market useless is an insult to everyone…

"Father, what if these good-for-nothings don't have the guts to accept my challenge?"

Tuoba San's words were like a thunderclap, striking the minds of the demonic cultivators in the market...

All the demons had the same thought: were these two joking? Even a Martial Emperor wouldn't dare speak like that on Demon Cloud Sect's territory, so how dare these two?

"Son, don't worry, leave it to me..."

When my words got out, the demons in the market were all puzzled. They didn't know what I, as a father, was up to. Where did an ordinary person get such confidence...?

"Listen up, you people inside! My son is Tuoba San. He's the one who beat the western demonic cultivators to a pulp along the way. We heard there's a gathering of geniuses here, so my son came here out of admiration..."

He wants to challenge the Demon Sect's prodigies here. Anyone below the Martial Emperor level can participate, and whoever can defeat my son will receive the treasures we've gathered along the way…”

My words weren't just thunderclaps, they were like lightning strikes from the heavens, completely stunning everyone...

They had already heard of Tuoba San; he had wiped out several sects along the way, and now he actually dared to show off in front of the Demon Cloud Sect. In their eyes, this was just too damn brave!

"My son, Tuoba San, has come with sincerity, hoping to witness the prowess of the demonic path. If your demonic path considers itself insufficient, you are welcome to send Martial Emperors or even higher-level experts; my son Tuoba San will accept them all..."

Holy crap…

Who is being humiliated here?

Who is being targeted by this sarcastic remark?

The demons were cursing inwardly. Their only intention was to stop the hidden Martial Emperors from making their move without regard for their reputation…

Although everyone could understand what was going on, these words were very uncomfortable, making it seem as if the members of the Demonic Sect were a bunch of unruly people...

This was a direct slap in the face to the entire demonic path, but for the sake of face, even the Martial Emperor level experts of the demonic path had no choice but to restrain their killing intent…

Since they've come to challenge me openly and honestly, the best way to deal with them is to defeat Tuoba San using fair and square means...

In a courtyard within the market, the handsome Yuan Xiu sat at a stone table, drinking tea…

When my voice reached the market, he was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but shake his head helplessly and said...

"I didn't expect you to have this trick up your sleeve; it really surprised me..."

After saying that, he spoke to the thin air beside him.

"You can go back now, it seems we don't need you anymore..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure vanished from the spot. This was a backup plan prepared by Yuan Xiu, a Martial Emperor-level expert. Originally, he wanted to use superior strength to directly kill Tuoba San and restore the lost face of the Demonic Path...

But unexpectedly, I pulled this stunt outside the market, nipping the plan in the bud...

However, this is not important. Ninth-grade Martial Emperor level experts are rare in other demonic sects, but they are everywhere in the Demon Cloud Sect. Even without a Martial Emperor taking action, a Martial Emperor level expert can wear down any genius of the same level...

He then took out a communication jade slip and began to plan the next steps…

Just then, my voice rang out again.

"Listen up, people in the market! I'm not targeting any one of you, I'm talking about all of you. In my son Tuoba San's eyes, you're all trash..."

Crazy...

This is what all the demons are thinking. They just can't understand how someone like me, who is courting death, could exist in this world.

"The arena has been set up; all the strongest warriors in the market are welcome to come and challenge us..."

The demon thought I was done speaking, but little did he know that at the last moment, he would deliver a devastating blow…

"Son, there's no need to raise my voice. I think the scum in the market already know what we mean..."

After I said that, Tuoba San obediently stopped playing the sound aloud. However, my last sentence, while not particularly hurtful, was extremely insulting...

"Ugh... I'm so angry..."

"Who will vouch for my demonic path? Go and kill this arrogant fool..."

"How dare this man block the market entrance and challenge us? How arrogant! We must kill him to quell the anger in our hearts as demonic cultivators..."

"Where are the Martial Emperors in the market? Why aren't they making a move? If I were a Martial Emperor, I wouldn't hesitate at all..."

One of the Martial Venerables pounded his chest and stamped his feet, as if he were willing to risk his life for the sake of the Demonic Path's reputation...

After he finished speaking, Tuoba San looked at me with admiration and said...

"Father, you're so handsome..."

"Son, you've discovered this one good quality of your father. Your mother was captivated by my handsome face back then. Next time you save me, be sure to say, 'The most handsome father is coming with me,' understand?"

Hearing my shameless words, Tuoba San nodded very seriously and said...

"Yes, I'll remember that, my most handsome father..."

Shi Miaomiao was about to vomit, struggling to hold it in. She increasingly felt that the two people in front of her were mentally unstable; how could one have the nerve to say such disgusting things, and the other think it was perfectly normal…

"Someone's coming..."

Seeing several figures rush out of the market, Shi Miaomiao quickly reminded them, afraid that the two of them would continue to feel disgusted...