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Upon hearing Tian Mozi’s words, Sha Qinghua froze.

She had always carried a sense of superiority in her heart.

As the descendant of a Grand Emperor and the Holy Daughter of an Imperial Lineage, few dared provoke her.

Even those stronger than her usually avoided confrontation.

Aside from her background, everyone also knew she had a brother who doted on her like a madman, terrifying and overprotective.

But now, that very brother had told her that everything she relied on meant nothing to some people.

Some people would kill her, without hesitation, as easily as smashing a watermelon.

…

Sha Qinghua glanced back toward Xu Zimo, her head bowed, lost in thought.

Meng Kuo also looked at Xu Zimo in surprise. He hadn’t expected that after so long apart, Xu Zimo had changed this much.

As the two were eating, another group of people came up the stairs to the second floor.

Xu Zimo looked over and saw Shao Xingyu, the Grand Elder’s grandson, and Zhong Xin, the top disciple, among them.

Shao Xingyu noticed Xu Zimo as well and asked in surprise, “Xu Zimo, what are you doing here?”

“What, do I need to report to you everywhere I go?” Xu Zimo replied flatly.

Shao Xingyu snorted coldly and sat at a nearby table with his group.

After some hushed discussion, a young man in white stood up and approached Xu Zimo.

“Greetings, Young Master Xu,” he said with a smile. “I’m Zhang He, a disciple of the Ethereal Sect. May I introduce myself?”

“Fuck off,” Xu Zimo replied without even lifting his head, still focused on his food.

He knew Zhang He was with Shao Xingyu and clearly had bad intentions.

Besides, Xu Zimo was deep in thought about the opportunities from his previous life. He had no time for their petty mind games.

Even if he killed these people, it wouldn't bring him any real benefits.

They simply weren’t on the same level.

Xu Zimo was focused on regaining his past God Meridian Realm cultivation, but forging a new path, not repeating the old one. He aimed to maximize his growth.

Whether it was the Hell-Suppressing Deity Physique or the World Pearl, they were things he had once longed for but failed to obtain.

As for these so-called Holy Sons and Holy Daughters? They were meaningless to him.

…

Zhang He frowned slightly at Xu Zimo’s cold attitude but quickly masked it with a smile and continued, “Young Master Xu, I heard some... rumors recently and was hoping you could clarify them. I wonder, are you unwilling, or simply afraid?”

Seeing the clear provocation, Xu Zimo finally set down his chopsticks and looked up, saying calmly, “I don’t have time for your nonsense. You’d better know your limits, otherwise, the consequences might be more than you can handle.”

Zhang He glanced subtly at Shao Xingyu, then clapped his hands loudly, drawing everyone’s attention in the tavern.

“Everyone, listen up! I have a rather amusing story to share,” he announced loudly.

“Recently, I heard rumors about the Vice-Lord’s son from the True Martial Sacred Ground. They say he uses his father’s status to do whatever he wants. He deceives junior sisters in bets, tricking them into stealing Imperial Meridian Realm beast cubs for him. He robs fellow disciples and often mingles with the worst elements of the sect. Now, I usually think such rumors are baseless gossip. But today, I’ve met the so-called culprit, our very own Young Master Xu. He looks quite refined. Surely, he’s not that despicable, shameless, or vulgar? Still, these rumors can be damaging. Perhaps Young Master Xu could say a few words to clarify things?”

With Zhang He’s loud speech, everyone in the room turned to stare at Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo gave him a puzzled look, then glanced at Shao Xingyu.

Meeting Shao’s mocking eyes, he understood immediately.

This wasn’t about the rumor, it was just a setup, a public humiliation.

Shao Xingyu wanted to ruin his reputation in front of their peers.

“Why are you hesitating, Young Master Xu?” Zhang He said with mock surprise. “Don’t tell me the rumors are true?”

“I think you should take acting lessons from Little Gui,” Xu Zimo said with a faint smile.

“Excuse me?” Zhang He froze.

“I don’t know what you were paid to come be the fall guy,” Xu Zimo stood up and smiled, “But I know one thing, no matter how good the reward, you still need to live long enough to enjoy it.”

“What, are you angry now, Xu Zimo? Are you going to kill me?” Zhang He laughed. “Even if I die in front of so many young elites today, at least I’ll reveal your true face!”

“Yep, you guessed right,” Xu Zimo said as he slowly drew his curved blade. “I’m going to kill you.”

“You’re too much, Young Master Xu,” said a blue-robed youth beside Shao Xingyu, rising to his feet. “Brother Zhang was just asking you for clarification to protect your reputation, and now you want to kill him?”

Shao Xingyu also stood and shouted, “Xu Zimo, what are you doing? Our True Martial Sacred Ground is one of the most prestigious sects in the Western Region, not some bandit gang! As the Vice-Lord’s son, you represent our sect’s image. I won’t let you do as you please. I must defend the honor of the sect.”

“Exactly! How could a great man like Xu Qingshan have a son like you? We’re ashamed to be in the same sect as you!”

The room erupted with voices condemning Xu Zimo. But many were just spectators, only Shao Xingyu’s allies were actually criticizing him.

…

Xu Zimo merely smiled and calmly took two items from his storage ring.

One was an oval-shaped formation disk, a Level 6 Formation, equivalent to a killing array of the Imperial Meridian Realm. It was the same one he’d won from Luang in a bet.

The other was a jade pendant, a gift from Xu Qingshan himself. Inside was a strand of his divine soul, holding half-step Empyrean Meridian Realm power.

As soon as these items appeared, the room fell silent. Many of the gathered disciples, experienced and well-informed, went pale.

“Just a quick intro,” Xu Zimo said casually. “Level 6 Formation Disk, and a divine soul clone at half-step Empyrean Meridian Realm.”

The formerly noisy room became so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Some disciples even broke into a cold sweat.

“I’m going to kill him,” Xu Zimo said as he looked around the room. “Anyone object?”

Even Shao Xingyu didn’t dare say a word now.

He had never imagined Xu Qingshan cared so deeply for his son, splitting a portion of his own soul and giving it to him.