The newcomer's tone was arrogant, arms crossed, standing there with a scrutinizing gaze upon Bai Zihe, laced with a hint of… disdain.
Suffered a great loss?
Bai Zihe scoffed, stating calmly, "And who might you be?"
"Lin Tian, the manager of Drunken Immortal Tower."
Upon hearing this, the guests inside Drunken Immortal Tower gasped in astonishment.
Their faces turned excited.
"Hiss—"
"It's Brother Tian!"
"This brat is caught by him, he'll be lucky to walk away without losing a layer of skin today!"
"This is going to be good..."
Manager Lin Tian heard their words and smiled proudly.
Bai Zihe couldn't be bothered with their chatter and prepared to bypass Lin Tian, leaving Drunken Immortal Tower.
Lin Tian's face immediately darkened.
This brat...
Truly didn't put him in his eyes!
He took a step sideways, blocking Bai Zihe's path, his voice chilling, "Young man, the plaque clearly states that fighting is forbidden in Drunken Immortal Tower under any circumstances."
"This is the rule of Drunken Immortal Tower."
"You stole something and now you want to just leave..."
"You're far too naive!"
Bai Zihe sneered relentlessly, retorting, "I said, my rule is my rule, and I fight when I want to fight!"
"The world is vast, and I shall roam freely."
"No rule can stop me!"
His words were incredibly commanding, shaking the heavens.
Miao Yinuo, standing behind him, was instantly mesmerized, her eyes shining like little stars.
But to Lin Tian's ears...
"Presumptuous!"
He snorted coldly, his voice as frigid as ice, "Drunken Immortal Tower is an establishment of Mingyue Pavilion. If you dare to cause trouble here, you've come to the wrong place!"
Mingyue Pavilion!
One of the four major powers in Jiangdong Province.
Having operated in Jiangdong for many years, it was deeply entrenched, with countless families and factions involved in mutual interests, a truly monolithic entity!
Upon hearing this.
The guests suddenly understood.
"So, Drunken Immortal Tower is backed by Mingyue Pavilion. No wonder it has stood for so long."
"Crossing Mingyue Pavilion, this brat is tired of living!"
"Tsk, he's brave, but too foolish!"
"In my opinion..."
Their gazes towards Bai Zihe were as if they were looking at a corpse!
The masked Gu cultivator also smiled.
He said with schadenfreude, "Kid, Mingyue Pavilion is one of the four major powers of Jiangdong!"
"Now, kneel down and kowtow to Brother Tian a few times, and perhaps you can die a more dignified death."
"Otherwise..."
But before he could finish his threat, he felt a chill in his chest.
Looking down, he saw that a golden needle had somehow lodged itself there, its tail still vibrating.
It was the Yin Yang Seventy-Two Needles!
"Otherwise what?"
Bai Zihe's icy voice slowly followed.
"You, urk..."
The Miao Gu cultivator pointed at Bai Zihe, his mouth opening to say something, but instead, he spewed out large mouthfuls of blood and collapsed to the ground, dead on the spot.
This scene.
Stunned everyone present.
This young man actually dared to commit murder in front of Lin Tian.
This was a blatant disregard, a defiance of Mingyue Pavilion's authority!
And a provocation!
"Bold!"
Lin Tian was instantly enraged, his eyes splitting open, "Guards, arrest him!"
Clang clang clang!
A dozen burly men strode in.
Their gazes were sharp, their temples bulging, all of them clearly martial artists.
"Hmph!"
The leader didn't say a word, swinging a punch towards Bai Zihe's face.
That fist...
Carried immense force, as large as a dinner plate!
If it landed on the face, it would flatten someone into a two-dimensional being!
The next moment, the fist appeared before Bai Zihe, not much smaller than his head.
Bai Zihe didn't dodge. He raised a leg and kicked the man in the stomach.
The perfect fusion of extreme speed and power sent the big man flying, crashing into seven or eight others behind him.
He then fell to the ground, spitting out a mixture of blood and shattered internal organs, dying on the spot.
The remaining few who charged forward were all taken down by Bai Zihe in one move, without exception.
This strength, formidable!
These methods, ruthless!
Everyone watching shivered involuntarily.
"You, you, you..."
Lin Tian was both shocked and furious, pointing at Bai Zihe and threatening, "Brat, you dare to hit people from Mingyue Pavilion, aren't you afraid of Mingyue..."
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
Bai Zihe proceeded to deliver several resounding slaps, disorienting Lin Tian completely, before grabbing the still dazed Miao Yinuo and leaving Drunken Immortal Tower.
After walking for about ten steps.
Miao Yinuo slowly came back to her senses.
Dominant!
Cool!
Love it, love it!
She looked at Bai Zihe with eyes full of adoration, "Brother Bai, from now on, I am your most steadfast little fan!"
"You're so handsome!"
Saying this, she raised her hands above her head and made a heart shape for Bai Zihe.
Bai Zihe chuckled heartily.
He asked curiously, "Miaomiao, what are the things in the package?"
"Here—"
Miao Yinuo took out a jade pendant from it, "It's this, the jade pendant my father gave me."
"Don't underestimate it."
"This thing... I don't know how to explain it, but for us Miao people, it's like a natal magic treasure from a Xianxia novel!"
Once Miao Yinuo started talking, she became quite animated.
"My father began preparing it when I was eight years old, and he even entered several dangerous places in our Miao territory. He put a lot of effort into it."
She clutched the jade pendant tightly, her eyes flickering with light.
And a trace of unnoticeable melancholy.
She was a girl under eighteen, fleeing pursuit, leaving her hometown, and coming to this unfamiliar city.
The hardships involved...
Bai Zihe knew it well and couldn't bring himself to tell her about the Gu King's death.
"Your father is a good father!"
Bai Zihe patted her head.
He hoped that when she learned the truth later, she would be able to accept it.
Lin Tian, having been beaten by Bai Zihe, was utterly furious.
He didn't even bother to clean up the scene, and immediately went to report the situation to the owner behind Drunken Immortal Tower.
In an elegant room.
A seductive, beautiful woman sat with her legs crossed, holding a pipe.
"Pavilion Master, that's what happened."
"That Bai Zihe..."
"Arrogant and condescending, daring to disregard Mingyue Pavilion's authority..."
Before her, Lin Tian knelt in distress, recounting Bai Zihe's transgressions.
"Enough."
The beautiful woman interrupted him.
Lin Tian immediately fell silent, daring not to speak further.
The beautiful woman removed her pipe, exhaled a long breath, and muttered to herself, "This Bai Zihe, young and powerful, is likely the one who killed Shi Long."
Lin Tian on the ground was shocked.
Shi Long.
The Manor Lord of Yuelong Villa!
As the leader of one of the four major powers, his identity, status, and strength were undeniable.
Yet he died at Bai Zihe's hands, and Yuelong Villa was destroyed along with him...
Cold sweat streamed down Lin Tian's forehead.
He had truly snatched his life from the King of Hell!
"This person is unrestrained, but also possesses considerable power."
"Quite interesting."
"Lin Tian."
The beautiful woman picked up her pipe and started smoking again.
"You will personally deliver an invitation to him, inviting him to attend a gathering."