The newcomer was a middle-aged man, as burly as a bear, with a rugged appearance and an aura as terrifying as an abyss.
However, he was clearly in a very bad mood at the moment, his face full of anger.
Upon seeing him appear, Zuo Xiu snorted coldly and stopped.
The guy opposite him was really beyond his expectations. After exchanging a few blows, he didn't gain any advantage at all.
The opponent's true combat strength is probably not much worse than mine.
But if the competition continues, he is absolutely confident that he will defeat his opponent!
Unfortunately, Jiang Ruhu arrived.
Chu Mo hesitated for a moment, then did not continue to make a move.
He wasn't stupid. Even the arrogant and domineering Zuo Xiu had stopped, which meant the newcomer must be someone extraordinary.
At this moment, Murong Jingde strode forward and feigned anger, saying:
"Lord Jiang, you've come at the right time. This Zuo Xiu has been indiscriminately killing innocent people. When he was stopped, he became enraged and injured my sect's disciples."
After saying that, he pointed at Jiang Wanqing, snorted coldly, and continued:
"I didn't want to cause you any trouble, otherwise I would have killed him with a single sword stroke long ago."
Murong Jingde spoke with an angry expression, but in reality, he was already stunned by Chu Mo.
He never expected that Chu Mo, a Foundation Establishment cultivator of the upper grade, could fight to a standstill with a Golden Core cultivator of the middle grade.
His combat prowess is truly as monstrous as his talent.
As for Jiang Wanqing and the others, they were still in a daze, questioning their existence.
The junior brother's extraordinary talent once again shattered their understanding.
Jiang Ruhu looked at Murong Jingde and couldn't help but snort coldly with displeasure:
"Elder Murong, what about those two? Fighting among cultivators above the Golden Core stage is strictly prohibited in the city."
How could he not know about the feud between these two sects? It had been going on for many years, and no one else could dissuade them.
If the two hadn't been fighting so fiercely, he wouldn't have bothered with this mess.
The Batian Sect was at its zenith, and even he had to give them some face.
As for the Qingcang Immortal Sect, although it has declined, the strength of its elders is still not to be underestimated.
In particular, the First Elder Huang Jianxiong is a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, whose strength is no less than his.
These are both tough nuts to crack!
"Hehe, Lord Jiang, this Zuo Xiu is a Golden Core cultivator, while my disciple is only a high-grade Foundation Establishment cultivator."
"According to past practice, these compensations for losses are always paid by people of high moral character."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruhu's eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't help but scrutinize Chu Mo closely.
Unfortunately, he couldn't see through the opponent's cultivation level at all, and he was immediately terrified.
He was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, yet he couldn't see through this young man's cultivation level.
This situation is a bit strange.
Could it be that the other party has cultivated a special technique to conceal their cultivation level?
This young man's background is probably quite unusual, and Jiang Ruhu couldn't help but pay more attention to him.
After a long while, he finally turned his gaze to Zuo Xiu and asked coldly:
"Do you have any objections to Elder Murong's statement?"
Zuo Xiu was furious, but dared not retaliate against him. He could only glare at Chu Mo and say fiercely:
"Although this kid is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, his destructive power is by no means weak. He is responsible for most of the damage here, so he should bear at least half the responsibility."
He didn't care about the loss, but the thought of him having to pay for it all made him really unhappy.
Hearing him admit it, Jiang Ruhu didn't bother with further words. He waved his hand and said domineeringly:
"Rules are rules. Since you've said you're a Foundation Establishment cultivator, then you'll bear all the losses here!"
Zuo Xiu opened his mouth, but ultimately did not argue further.
It's really not worth offending Jiang Ruhu for such a small amount of money.
Until then.
A man who looked like a clerk led a few dozen elite soldiers and hurriedly arrived. Each of them exuded a terrifying aura and a murderous intent that soared to the sky.
Chu Mo couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
This group of over thirty people were all Foundation Establishment cultivators!
Is it really that extravagant?
Foundation Establishment cultivators are actually being used as soldiers?
Jiang Ruhu waved his hand at those people and ordered in a deep voice:
"Have all the shops report their losses, and then seek compensation from Zuo Xiu of the Batian Sect."
After giving his instructions, he gave Chu Mo a deep look before warning the others:
"Everyone, please behave yourselves and don't cause me any trouble, otherwise everyone will feel uncomfortable."
After saying that, he didn't linger and turned to leave.
Only then did Zuo Xiu look at Chu Mo with an arrogant expression and sneer:
"Kid, I hope you can participate in the competition in two months. I'll show you what a peerless genius is then."
Seeing his arrogant attitude, Chu Mo couldn't help but chuckle.
"You call yourself a peerless genius? You're more like a deceased genius. Don't worry, I'll grant your wish!"
"Kid, I'll let you talk tough for now, but we'll see how you die later!"
After speaking angrily, Zuo Xiu turned and left with the other disciples.
At this moment, the old man, carrying a fish basket on his back and leading the little girl, came over and knelt down on the ground with a grateful expression.
But Chu Mo held him up in mid-air, preventing him from kneeling down.
"It was nothing, sir, there's no need for such a grand gesture."
Seeing that he couldn't kneel down, the old man had no choice but to give up, then took off the bamboo basket from his back and handed it over with trepidation.
On his dark, aged face, there was a hint of unease and shame.
"It was just a small favor for you, young master, but it was a life-saving grace for us. Unfortunately, we are afraid we will never be able to repay it in this lifetime."
"These few fish were caught by the old man in the river. They're worthless, so please don't mind them, young master."
"Grandpa, I appreciate your kindness, but please take this fish back to nourish your child."
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