55: The might of the Great Sage can suppress with a single thought!

"Who is this idiot? Babbling nonsense, so annoying."

"He wants me to kneel and kowtow? Was his brain slammed in a door?"

"All creatures that hinder me from reaching delicious food are class enemies! They must be granted the most merciless physical transcendence!"

Su Chen's inner barrage of commentary flowed like a waterfall, yet his face remained that same sleepy, languid expression, as if nothing in the world could trouble him.

He couldn't even be bothered to spare another glance at the fellow before him who had dressed himself up like a peacock in full display.

Because he was hungry.

Arguing with someone whose brain was faulty would severely impact the flavor of a Golden Scaled Pig in his mouth.

Su Chen lifted his eyelids slightly, his gaze falling on Su Ying behind him, his tone as flat as if he were instructing on some trivial matter.

"Su Ying."

"Yes." Su Ying immediately bowed, her posture humble.

"Clear him and all that unsightly garbage on his table out the window."

Su Chen's finger first pointed at Wang Teng, then swept disdainfully over the table full of spirit fruits and delicacies he had no use for, meticulously avoiding only the plate of Golden Scaled Pig whose rich aroma was at its peak.

"Remember, don't damage that pig. That's what I want."

"As you command, Your Highness the Divine Son."

Su Ying's voice held a barely perceptible trace of suppressed excitement.

She had long been irritated by this fool who spewed nothing but filth!

How dare he insult His Highness the Divine Son?

This was a provocation against the entire Everlasting Su Family's dignity!

Dying ten thousand times wouldn't be enough to atone for his crime!

"Throw me out? Hahahaha!"

Hearing this, Wang Teng was first stunned, then erupted into an exaggerated burst of laughter, his body shaking so hard that his Magic Treasures jingled and clattered.

"You? A good-for-nothing? And those useless vases behind you?"

The laughter cut off abruptly.

Wang Teng's face instantly darkened, his eyes flashing with the cruelty of a predator toying with its prey.

"I was going to spare your life out of respect for the Su Family."

"Since you're in such a hurry to be reborn, This Young Master will help the Su Family elders clean house today!"

Before his words even faded, an aura of the fifth level of the Saint Realm exploded forth!

Golden spiritual power roared and churned around him, solidifying into tangible waves of fury, crashing down towards Su Chen and the four Dao Protectors behind him!

He would use the purest force to crush this so-called waste of a Divine Son into paste!

He would show everyone who the true Prodigy was!

His lackeys behind him already wore cruel, twisted smiles, ready to enjoy a one-sided slaughter.

However.

The next second.

All smiles froze solid.

Faced with that terrifying pressure capable of tearing apart a Saint's Dao Heart, Su Chen didn't even twitch an eyebrow.

Su Ying behind him remained completely motionless.

However, the Dao Protector standing beside her, Su Zhi, whose demeanor had always been as gentle as water, indifferently lifted her gaze.

She cast a light glance in Wang Teng's direction.

Just one glance.

No spiritual power fluctuations.

No manifestation of Divine Abilities.

That gaze was calm and indifferent, like a deity looking down upon an ant clamoring incessantly in the dust.

But the moment this gaze made contact with Wang Teng's raging golden energy waves—

"Boom!"

Wang Teng's mind went completely blank.

He felt his Divine Soul was not struck, but... erased.

The world before his eyes instantly lost all color and form, decomposing into the most primitive, cold, chaotic lines of Law.

Illusions of mountains of corpses and seas of blood flashed through his consciousness.

The terrifying spectacle of the Universe's birth and destruction cycled before his eyes.

His proud cultivation at the fifth level of the Saint Realm was, before this gaze, more fragile than a speck of dust in the wind.

"Pfft."

A soft sound.

The vast golden spiritual pressure dissipated like a punctured illusion, vanishing without a trace.

Wang Teng himself seemed to have had all the bones in his body removed; his legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees like a dead dog with a heavy thud.

His eyes were wide open, pupils dilated to the extreme, his face left with nothing but a blankness filled with terror.

Cold sweat poured out like a waterfall, instantly soaking through his garish, eye-catching Dragon Robe.

His body trembled violently, his teeth chattered uncontrollably, emitting a terrifying "clack-clack-clack" sound, yet he couldn't utter a single coherent syllable.

"G-G-Great... Great Saint..."

"It's... a Great Saint..."

His group of followers met an even more miserable fate.

Merely brushed by the residual ripple of that gaze, they one by one rolled their eyes back, foamed at the mouth, and fell straight backward, their Divine Souls extinguished on the spot, fainting dead away.

The entire private room fell into a graveyard-like silence.

Outside the Drunken Immortal Tower, countless Divine Thoughts probing the scene petrified simultaneously.

"Wha... what just happened?"

"I only saw... that Su Family maid servant look at Wang Teng?"

"One glance... and she suppressed a fifth-level Saint?! That's a Great Saint! Definitely an unparalleled existence of the Great Saint Realm!"

"Heavens! The Everlasting Su Family actually has four Great Saints serving as maids for their Divine Son?! What terrifying depth of power is this!"

"No wonder the Divine Son of the Su Family is so brazenly confident. So this is his true backing!"

Countless Divine Thoughts vibrated frantically in the Void Realm, filled with shock and a sense of having narrowly escaped disaster.

Inside the private room.

Su Chen looked at Wang Teng trembling like a leaf on the floor and frowned impatiently.

"What's this about? So easily frightened?"

"With psychological resilience like this, you still try to act all domineering and cool?"

"Forget it. Deal with him quickly. It's seriously ruining my mood for eating."

He waved a hand at Su Zhi. "Hurry up. I'm hungry."

"Yes, Your Highness the Divine Son."

Su Zhi moved with light, graceful steps, slowly walking towards Wang Teng.

Each step she took fell like a heavy drumbeat, pounding mercilessly on Wang Teng's heart, making him feel his Divine Soul wailing and disintegrating.

Fear!

Endless fear drowned his reason!

He wanted to beg for mercy, but his throat felt strangled by an invisible hand.

He finally understood what kind of terrifying existence he had provoked!

A waste?

A waste with four Great Saints as maids?!

What kind of waste is this?! This is clearly an unparalleled giant playing in the mortal realm!

Before such an existence, he, Wang Teng, wasn't even an ant!

However, just as Su Zhi's delicate jade-like hand was about to touch him.

Wang Teng's gaze, looking past Su Zhi, locked onto Su Chen's face, which still bore that lazy expression, especially his clearly discernible cultivation at the third level of the Saint Realm.

An extreme sense of unwillingness and humiliation miraculously overwhelmed his fear of death!

He could die!

But he couldn't be crushed to death in this almost playful manner by a "waste" whose cultivation was lower than his!

"No—!"

"If you have the guts! Do it yourself!"

He roared with all his might, his voice sharpened by fear and rage.

"Hiding behind women, what kind of ability is that?! You good-for-nothing who only knows how to hide behind women!"

He attempted this clumsy provocation to salvage the last shred of his pitiful dignity.

Hearing this, Su Chen let out a long sigh.

He stopped his steps towards the dining table, turned around, and looked at Wang Teng with the expression of one observing a terminally ill patient.

"Is this guy sick?"

"I just want to eat a meal in peace and quiet. Why are there so many drama queens?"

"You really have to force me to do it myself? Moving is tiring, you know. It affects my appetite."

He glanced at Wang Teng's face, twisted with "you don't dare," then looked longingly at the plate of Golden Scaled Pig that made his mouth water.

Finally, he seemed to make an extremely difficult decision.

"Forget it."

Su Chen's voice was filled with deep resignation.

"Fighting and killing is so uncivilized."

"Today, I'll broaden your horizons. Let you see what it means... to resolve things like a civilized person."