Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 278: Rotten Fish and Shrimp

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Yu Chiye stepped forward, subtly moving between the two, and chuckled softly.

With feigned sincerity, Yu Chiye said, "It seems I have been negligent in not introducing everyone to each other. Let me do the honors."

"This is Protector Gong Hong. Not yet three hundred, he has already reached the Late Stage of the Immortal Platform Realm. It is a foregone conclusion that he will become an elder of our sect in the future."

Hearing Yu Chiye’s words, Gong Hong walked with his nose in the air, his demeanor even more arrogant as he gave Qinchuan a disdainful glance.

"And this is Protector Gong Hai…"

It wasn’t long before Yu Chiye had introduced all three names in turn.

In contrast, Qinchuan seemed to turn a deaf ear, standing unmovable as a mountain as he watched the competitors on the stage, not sparing the three Gong brothers a single glance.

The three protectors were taken aback, not expecting this youngster to be so impolite as to not even consider the protectors worthy of his attention.

Yu Chiye, already aware of Qinchuan’s unabashed arrogance, a glint of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

He then turned to Gong Hong and said, "Protector Gong, this brother Qinchuan is a direct disciple of our Sect Leader. He has only recently joined our sect and is not yet familiar with our rules. Please excuse his ignorance."

Upon hearing this, Gong Hong’s expression turned icy; with a sweep of his sleeve and a cold huff, he said, "No wonder this brat is so presumptuous. You are that Qinchuan who was taken in as a direct disciple by the Sect Leader."

Gong Hai chimed in, "He is merely at the Meridian Opening Realm. I wonder what sort of Soul-Confusing Formation he used to deceive the Sect Leader."

The two mocked and ridiculed him, but Qinchuan continued to ignore them, focusing on the match above the stage, truly treating the three as inconsequential, which infuriated them.

Gong Miao, the most tempered of the three brothers, couldn’t help but speak up, "Humph, posturing as if you understand the true essence of Martial Arts, when you are just at the Meridian Opening Realm. Can you even comprehend it?"

Qinchuan glanced at the three and scoffed, "Ridiculous, if I don’t understand the true essence of Martial Arts, do you few rotten shrimps and stinking fish have the right to say you do?"

"You… insolent…"

Gong Hong’s face turned red with anger. Not yet three hundred years old and already in the Late Stage of the Immortal Platform Realm, he was considered a genius. In the Burning Heaven Sect, all disciples treated him with utmost respect, and now someone was actually pointing at his nose, calling him rotten shrimp and stinking fish.

If not for the crowd and the confusion, he really would have liked to slap Qinchuan to death on the spot.

Just then, the round of competition on the stage ended and two more disciples ascended to compete. Qinchuan caught sight of the two and his interest was piqued.

He swept a disdainful glance at the Gong brothers and jeered, "You don’t accept being called out for not understanding the true essence of Martial Arts and being likened to rotten shrimp and stinking fish, shall we make a bet then? Whoever loses has to kneel and kowtow three times, calling the winner ’Grandfather’."

Gong Hong, suppressing the anger raging in his heart, asked gruffly, "What shall we bet on?"

"How about betting on which of these two will win?" Qinchuan pointed at the two facing off in the arena, about to start their battle.

Gong Hong was in charge of this particular tournament. Although provoked by Qinchuan, he had been paying attention to the match.

In the arena, to the left stood a female disciple clad in green, looking efficient and capable. Strands of her azure hair fluttered in a breeze, and from a distance, she appeared strikingly heroic, her cultivation having reached the First Layer of the Spirit Martial Realm.

On the right stood a male disciple, short and frail-looking, with a sallow complexion. To the uninformed, he might have seemed like a refugee rather than a disciple of the Burning Heaven Sect.

He appeared languid, as if his body was too weak to even hold the longsword in his hand, and upon closer inspection, he was merely at the Eighth Layer of the Meridian Opening Realm.

Gong Hong said sheepishly, "With these two competing, it’s obvious at a glance who will win and who will lose; what’s there to bet on? Don’t tell me you’re betting on Huang Tian to win?"

Huang Tian was indeed the frail-looking young man, listed as an outer sect disciple of the Burning Heaven Sect. His opponent, the woman with a valiant presence, was named Jiang Yi. She had been promoted to an inner sect disciple last year. It was clear who would win and who would lose between them.

Although Gong Hong desperately wanted to make Qinchuan kneel and call him grandpa right then, in his eyes, there was no suspense in the battle between these two.

Both sides had bet on Jiang Yi to win, so the round would be a draw, naturally negating the need for a wager.

To declare a winner, this young lad would have to be out of his mind to bet on Huang Tian winning.

Qinchuan shook his head, scoffing, "Of course, this young master is betting on the youth to win. Otherwise, how could I prove the shortsightedness of you all?"

"What?"

The three Gong brothers looked at each other, you looked at me, and I looked at you, momentarily at a loss for what Qinchuan was plotting.

Even after thinking it over, Gong Hong couldn’t fathom why Qinchuan would think to bet on Huang Tian winning.

After pondering for a while, a thought struck him, "Could it be that this lad knows he’s offended me, the protector, and is now scared? Yet due to his pride, he refuses to admit his wrongs and is using this gambling ploy to find a way out, ultimately to apologize with gifts?"

"Hmm... It must be so!"

The more Gong Hong thought about it, the more he was convinced that this was Qinchuan’s intention.

Having figured out the logic, Gong Hong’s gaze towards Qinchuan changed.

He thought, "This lad is stubborn as a mule. Fine, since you have a repentant heart, I’ll play along with this charade!"

Then he stroked his goatee, standing proudly with the anger on his face dissipating.

He said, "Alright then. Since the lad is willing, let’s settle it. Whoever loses will kneel and kowtow three times, calling the other grandpa is enough!"

Qinchuan saw the change in Gong Hong and immediately guessed the thoughts in his mind, choosing not to expose him.

He spoke indifferently, "Since you fear losing face and dare not call this young master grandpa, then let’s drop this condition."

Gong Hai and Gong Miao noticed Gong Hong was trying to give Qinchuan a way out, but the latter was completely ungrateful. In unison, they scolded angrily, "You ingrate! Our elder brother is kindly giving you face, and you don’t appreciate it."

"Since you two don’t agree, then this wager will still apply to both of you," Qinchuan said disdainfully, picking his ears.

Gong Hai and Gong Miao exchanged glances, then looked at Qinchuan as if he were a fool.

Gong Hai then said sinisterly, "That suits me fine. Today I want to hear you call me grandpa personally!"

Yu Chiye, watching from the side, couldn’t be happier, thinking, "Soon I’ll see this lad kneel and kowtow. As a direct disciple of the Sect Leader, to do such a shameful act, who knows if he might get kicked out of the sect."

Thinking about how Qinchuan could be expelled from the sect and the position of Sect Leader’s direct disciple would be vacated again, Yu Chiye couldn’t help feeling elated.

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The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, and his imagination conjured up the scene where Qinchuan would be cast out of the sect, his lips splitting into a joyous grin, but he still stepped forward and offered pretentious advice, "We’re all from the Fiery Sky Lineage. Why damage our harmony over some trifles? Let’s give this Saint Heir some face and call it off, shall we?"

Gong Hai took a step forward, blocking Yu Chiye, and said courteously, "There’s no need for the Saint Heir to intervene. Since this kid is so obstinate, he needs a lesson to learn; otherwise, he’ll think that just because he became the Sect Leader’s direct disciple, everyone in the sect has to revolve around him!"

Qinchuan also looked at Yu Chiye with contempt and said, "You’ve always wanted to see this young master make a fool of himself, haven’t you? Why put on such a phony act? Your behavior truly is nauseating."

"You..."

Yu Chiye’s face froze, and he was at a loss for words.

Meanwhile, as the order was given, the competition between Huang Tian and Jiang Yi on the stage had already begun.