Though he was in the midst of it, Jiang Zuo wasn’t particularly sensitive to the grand momentum of heaven and earth. Still, after a moment, he could sense a subtle change in the area.

It was almost imperceptible.

If he hadn’t known beforehand that the grand momentum of heaven and earth was present here, he might have even dismissed it as an illusion.

But now, it seemed the grand momentum of heaven and earth had completely vanished.

Jiang Zuo shook his head, not paying it much mind. ’If it’s gone, it’s gone.’ He hadn’t liked having an entrance so close to his home anyway. Now things would be quieter.

Jiang Zuo then prepared to head back, having already taken out his phone. As for whether he should look for Su Qi now...

’There’s no rush. She’s probably still busy saving people.’

But not long after he took out his phone, someone in the group chat @’d him. It was Liuyue Xue. "Fellow Daoist Po Xiao, are you out?"

Then Liuyue Xue sent another message: "Did you go to the Blood Demon Base Camp, Fellow Daoist? It collapsed."

Jiang Zuo was quite surprised. ’Collapsed?’

’Even if they were relocating, there was no need for it to collapse. Could it be that it really vanished?’

With Jiang Zuo’s current Cultivation, he couldn’t perceive the truth just by observing his surroundings.

So Jiang Zuo could only ask, "Can you still get in?"

Liu Yiyi sent a sighing emoji. "No, we can’t. And the Blood Demons escaped. They were super fast, the kind you can’t find even if you try."

Chen Yi sent a helpless emoji. "You’re just not fast enough to catch them. Can you please not say we ’can’t find them’? It makes us sound useless."

Just then, Demon Cultivator Mo Yan popped up. "It wouldn’t even take one hand for me to suppress the three of you. I, Demon Cultivator Mo Yan, am an—sd, .f,"

"Dark face with question marks??" Chen Yi replied.

"Dark face with question marks??" Liu Yiyi.

Liuyue Xue sent a surprised emoji. "What happened to you?"

Chi Xue Child sent a nose-picking emoji. "She got too excited and just fell off a cliff. Probably a goner."

Liuyue Xue sent a cold emoji. "A cliff? So you all just let my words go in one ear and out the other? You snuck out just like that? Don’t come to me for healing. Find someone else."

"See? I told you Fairy Liuyue Xue would get mad. You didn’t listen, and now look what happened. Hurry up and apologize. We’re heading back to the ward now," Fairy Mo Yan chimed in.

Even then, she didn’t forget to add, "Look at my nickname. You can tell I must have been controlled by a Nightmare and suffered a Qigong Deviation just now."

Jiang Zuo looked at the chat log. ’So, what was the topic just now?’

Jiang Zuo was about to put his phone away, but Chi Xue Child suddenly @’d Po Xiao. "Fellow Daoist, be honest. Did you make the Blood Demon Base Camp collapse?"

By a pavilion on some mountain, a bandaged Chi Xue Child said to Mo Yan, "See that? The Great Topic-Changing Technique."

Mo Yan rolled her eyes. "If it weren’t for you, would we have been exposed? Liuyue Xue is ruthless when she’s healing. I suspect she’s using her position to get revenge on me."

"Someone that beautiful, with such a noble and icy temperament, usually doesn’t have a heart as black as yours."

"..."

As a Demon Cultivator, she wanted to kick Chi Xue Child off the mountain. But before she could, her phone chimed. She glanced at it and froze.

A message from Po Xiao had popped up: "Probably."

It wasn’t just Mo Yan who was stunned, but also Chi Xue Child and everyone else in the group.

What kind of place was the Blood Demon Base Camp?

They didn’t know, but they had heard there was a bunch of Tier Three and above cultivators fighting inside. And he just made it collapse because he felt like it?

Did those cultivators have no pride?

Besides, how could someone even make such a huge palace collapse?

In the end, Liuyue Xue could only say, "Fellow Daoist, next time you do something so exciting, maybe give us a heads-up so we can run?"

Fairy Mo Yan: "A single glance tells me your underage brain isn’t fully developed. There’s no signal in there, so how could he notify you? Yell through a megaphone everywhere?"

"..." from Liuyue Xue.

Yang Mu suddenly popped up. "Stop bickering about that. We have another rumor over here, and it’s also about Boss Po Xiao."

Blade Master Hai Bian asked, "Who did Fellow Daoist Po Xiao crush this time?"

Yang Mu was surprised. "You actually guessed right."

Blade Master Hai Bian: "..."

He had just been talking off the cuff.

Liu Yiyi couldn’t wait and said, "Hurry up and tell us! We’re psychologically prepared."

Yang Mu asked, "You guys know the Liu Family, right?"

Liuyue Xue immediately replied, "I do. They’ve come to us to buy medicine before."

"You know they have a Steward Liu, right?"

"Nope."

"..." from Yang Mu. "Anyway, this Steward Liu is at Tier Two Cultivation. A while ago, he supposedly had a conflict with Boss Po Xiao."

Xiao Xiaomo: "Just spit it out already."

"Alright," another message from Yang Mu popped up. "According to an eyewitness, Steward Liu attacked Boss Po Xiao first. An instant later, Boss Po Xiao retaliated. Every move was lethal, tearing flesh and scraping bone. In just a few dozen seconds, that Steward Liu was hacked into a bloody, mangled mess.

He was kneeling on the ground, the light long gone from his eyes.

It’s said that even now, he’ll cower in a corner in terror, letting out miserable, ghostly wails."

"How pitiful," from Chi Xue Child.

"I wonder if he can still be saved," said Liuyue Xue.

"I should probably keep a lower profile when I’m out from now on," said Blade Master Hai Bian.

"So, in conclusion, we can’t afford to mess with a 7.1 boss. There’s a reason he’s so arrogant," said Fairy Mo Yan.

Yang Mu sent a surprised emoji. "So you guys actually believe it?"

Fairy Mo Yan sent an emoji of a figure turning its back coldly. "Mortal, do not attempt to doubt the 7.1 boss."

Looking at the chat log, even the thick-skinned Jiang Zuo felt compelled to explain, "That was just a coincidence. Steward Liu’s strength was decent, but his mental fortitude was weak."

Fairy Mo Yan: "Boss, what’s your Cultivation now?"

Po Xiao: "1.4."

Then the group fell silent again.

’As expected, advancing a minor realm each day is the proper way of Cultivation.’

’And crushing opponents of a higher realm is just standard procedure. For example, a 1.4 brutalizing a 2.3 until they’re psychologically scarred. A more skilled practitioner could even beat someone to the point where they can no longer care for themselves.’

Jiang Zuo shook his head, offering no further explanation. After some time, he arrived back home.

But as soon as he entered, Jiang Zuo saw footprints everywhere. Smaller items had also been pulled out of place.

One of the Vases in the living room was shattered.

Jiang Zuo looked at the mess, his expression unchanging. He walked slowly to the balcony and saw Sweet Potato sleeping like a duck.

Next, Jiang Zuo grabbed a rope and found a dumbbell that had been lying around for a long time.

He hooked one end of the rope over the lowered clothes-drying rack on the balcony and tied the other end to the dumbbell. After measuring it, he cut the rope in the middle.

Then he made two loops. He slipped one around Sweet Potato’s neck and the other around its two feet.

"GAK?" Sweet Potato finally woke up.

"GAK GAK?" Sweet Potato didn’t know what Jiang Zuo was doing. It even opened its mouth, asking for food.

However, Jiang Zuo, having already looped the ropes around Sweet Potato, began to raise the clothes rack pole.

"GAK? GAK? GKK... GKK... GKKK." Sweet Potato flapped its wings and shrieked wildly. It felt like it was suffocating, like it was going to die.

Once Sweet Potato was stretched completely taut, Jiang Zuo ignored it and went inside to clean up the room, leaving the creature to its desperate, miserable cries.