38: Chapter 38 The junior, Blood River! Has come to pay respects!

Blood River Elder, sitting paralyzed on the ground, felt his mind go blank.

His Dao Heart, cultivated for a millennium, was crushed into powder at this moment.

Everything he had pursued his whole life—closing himself off in death meditation, risking destruction of body and Soul—was merely to draw in a wisp of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to temper his own Nascent Soul.

But this person before him...

He just yawned.

Merely by yawning, he swallowed the Spiritual Qi within a radius of ten thousand miles, along with the power of the Nine Heavens stars.

It was as if it were just to moisten his throat.

This is not the gap between a Mortal and an Immortal.

This is the gap between a speck of dust and a sea of stars!

"I... I actually dared to try and pry into the secrets of such an existence just now?"

A cold chill exploded from the soles of his feet, rushing straight to his crown, almost freezing all the blood in his body.

He finally understood why Shadow Killer went mad.

If it were him, had he not had the "Calming Precious Jade" to desperately protect the last trace of his Divine Soul, his fate would have been ten thousand times more miserable than Shadow Killer's!

No!

He cannot just leave like this!

A resolute thought grew wildly in his mind, which was on the verge of collapse.

He knew very well that everything he saw today had touched the "privacy" of this taboo existence.

Although the other party might not have even noticed him, an ant.

But what if?

What if the other party settles scores later?

With the incomprehensible Divine Might he displayed, even if he escaped back to the Blood Fiend Sect and hid in the core of the Mountain Protection Grand Array, it would definitely be a dead end!

He must do something!

He must express his attitude!

He must let him know that he has absolutely no malice towards him, only the... awe that originates from the deepest part of his Soul!

Thinking of this, the last dignity belonging to a Nascent Soul Old Monster in Blood River Elder's heart was completely torn apart by the most primitive desire to survive.

He struggled, using his trembling limbs to crawl back up from the ground.

He did not run.

He made a decision that would make everyone who knew about it Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

He put away his protective "Nether Ghost Skin", removed all concealment Spells, and released his terrifying pressure as an Early Stage Nascent Soul without reservation!

Immediately, he meticulously tidied up the blood-colored robe that represented his status as an Elder of the Blood Fiend Sect, smoothing out every crease.

He walked to the foot of Changge Peak.

He dared not fly, not even daring to travel through the air; he just stood there, looking up at the mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist, which was more terrifying to him than the Nine Nether Hell.

On his face appeared a kind of extreme piety that he had never seen before.

Towards the direction of the mountain peak, he respectfully bent the waist that he had not bent for anyone for over a thousand years.

A standard ninety-degree bow.

Immediately after, he channeled his lifelong cultivation, condensing his voice into a line, and it spread clearly to every corner of the Taixuan Sect.

The voice was no longer cold and hoarse, but filled with humility, respect, and even a hint of uncontrollable trembling.

"Demonic Path Junior, Blood River of the Blood Fiend Sect, having long heard of Senior's Divine Might, has come specially to pay respects to the mountain today!"

"This Junior knows that my sins are heavy and dares not covet to see Senior's Heavenly face; I only wish to kowtow three thousand times under this mountain to express this Junior's supreme reverence for Senior!"

As the words fell, like rolling thunder, they exploded over the Taixuan Sect!

In the Sect Master's palace, Sect Master Qingyunzi, who was handling Sect affairs, dropped the Jade Slip in his hand with a "snap", and it turned to ash.

"Blood... Blood River?!"

"That thousand-year-old demon from the Blood Fiend Sect, Elder Blood River?!"

The color drained from Sect Master Qingyunzi's face instantly, leaving it deathly pale.

This name was the nightmare of the entire Righteous Path of the Eastern Wasteland!

A Nascent Soul Old Monster who killed without blinking and used extremely cruel methods!

Why would he come here?!

"Enemy attack! It's a Nascent Soul Old Monster!"

Sect Master Qingyunzi reacted instantly, letting out a roar that shook the sky, and the Sect's alarm bell rang loudly!

"All Elders, hear my command! Quickly go to the mountain gate! Activate the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect Array! Protect the Sect with your lives!"

For a time, the entire Taixuan Sect was in a state of panic.

Countless Disciples were so scared that their Souls were flying away and spirits scattering by the alarm bell and roar, and streaks of light soared into the sky from various peaks, their faces filled with panic and resolution.

However, when they arrived near the mountain gate filled with Killing Intent and saw the scene at the foot of the mountain, everyone was petrified.

What did they see?

That legendary Nascent Soul Old Monster who took pleasure in slaughtering cities, Elder Blood River, was standing respectfully at the foot of Changge Peak like the humblest believer.

He was bending over, his head lowered, not even having the courage to step into the mountain gate.

That remark from just now was still buzzing in everyone's ears.

"Junior?"

"Pay respects to the mountain?"

"Kowtow three thousand times?"

Sect Master Qingyunzi and the group of Elders hovered in the air, their brains blank, their expressions dull.

Is the world crazy?

A Nascent Soul Stage Demonic Path giant ran to the foot of their third-rate Sect, calling himself "Junior", and wanted to perform the three-thousand-kowtow ceremony?

Everyone's gaze, uncontrollably, turned together to the only, and most incredible, answer.

Changge Peak.

It's the Little Martial Ancestor again!

It can only be the Little Martial Ancestor!

Only the Little Martial Ancestor has this kind of heaven-reaching Divine Might, able to make a Nascent Soul Old Monster surrender before fighting, and bow down immediately!

And at this moment, at the top of Changge Peak, in the thatched cottage.

Su Changge, who had just laid down and was preparing to take a nap, was startled by the loud "pay respects to the mountain" from the foot of the mountain and bounced straight up from the bed.

"Damn it! What the Hell?!"

"Blood River? Blood Fiend Sect? Nascent Soul Old Monster?"

"Why did he come? Pay respects to the mountain?!"

Su Changge's brain was buzzing.

Didn't the System warning say he came to probe the reality? Why did the script turn into paying respects to the mountain?

What new trick is this? Courtesy before force? Or does he want to corrode me, this "peerless Master", with sugar-coated bullets?

His thoughts raced, forcing himself to calm down.

Panic is useless.

He didn't read so many web novels in his previous life for nothing; in this situation, he must maintain the persona of a "Master"!

The more it is like this, the more one must appear calm and unfathomable!

Just then, the door of the thatched cottage was lightly knocked.

Ye Qingyao's voice, cold yet carrying a hint of inquiry, came from outside the door.

"Revered Master, a guest has arrived at the foot of the mountain, calling himself Blood River, his words are respectful, and he seems to be asking for forgiveness under the mountain. Disciple... does need to drive him away?"

Su Changge had a headache.

Drive him away? What if it angers the other party?

Invite him up? That would be digging his own grave!

The only way is to scare him away in a way that doesn't lose the demeanor of a "Master"!

Yes, scare him away!

Must use the fewest words to cause the greatest psychological impact!

Su Changge took a deep breath, and three Master templates flashed through his mind instantly.

One, Overbearing CEO type: "Tell him to get lost." — Too vulgar, doesn't look like a reclusive Master.

Two, Riddle man type: "The time is not right, the predestined fate has not arrived." — Too pretentious, what if he doesn't understand and refuses to leave?

Three, Indifferent Heavenly Dao type.

This is it!

Su Changge made up his mind, cleared his throat, and spoke slowly to the outside of the door in a tone he considered the most indifferent and devoid of any worldly aura.

His voice was not loud, but it clearly passed through the wooden door and spread out.

"No need."

"Let him... kneel there."