Chapter 143: What Gives You the Right to Attack Me?

Just as the grandfather and grandson were talking, the auction over there had already entered a white‑hot stage.

Seeing that every promise failed to sway Gu Yuan, some people's patience was finally worn out.

The first to lose his temper was still the Senior Elder of the Tai Chu Sacred Land.

He had lived for more than three thousand years, already half a foot into his coffin, with little lifespan remaining.

This immortal sprout is his sole hope to prolong his life and even reach a higher realm!

He would never give up!

"Little friend, it seems you are unwilling to choose for yourself."

The Senior Elder's smile gradually faded, replaced by a cold, unquestionable authority.

"Since that is so, let me, the old man, make a choice for you!"

Before the words finished, his hand, dried and claw‑like as a chicken's foot, shot out!

"Entering my Tai Chu Sacred Land is your blessing!"

Boom!

A massive purple hand formed of divine energy instantly blotted out the sky, bearing a terrifying pressure enough to crush mountains, and lunged straight at Gu Yuan!

He actually intended to forcibly snatch Gu Yuan away!

"Tai Chu old ghost! How dare you!"

"Stop!"

Yao Guang, the Holy Lord, and the others were both shocked and angry, rushing to intervene.

However, the Senior Elder of Tai Chu was, after all, a half‑saint level being; his strength far surpassed theirs, and this grab was so swift they couldn't even block it.

They watched the purple hand about to seize Gu Yuan.

Everyone present felt their hearts rise to their throats.

Some lamented that such an immortal sprout was about to be claimed first by the undying old man of the Tai Chu Sacred Land.

Others reveled in the misfortune, planning to join forces after the Senior Elder succeeded and ambush him midway.

Yet, just as everyone thought the outcome was decided,

the Gu Cangsheng they had always treated as a background mortal old man finally moved.

He didn't act, not even flicking his eyelid.

He simply uttered a single word, calmly.

"Quiet."

The single word floated lightly, as if merely complaining about a noisy neighbor.

But the moment that word left his mouth,

Buzz—

The sky‑blocking purple hand, three inches above Gu Yuan's head, suddenly solidified.

Then… like ice under sunlight, it silently melted and disintegrated, turning into specks of purple light rain that faded into the air.

The once‑arrogant Senior Elder was struck as if by lightning, his body jolting, and a blood‑red arrow spurted from his mouth.

The entire aura of the crowd instantly withered; his murky old eyes stared fixedly at Gu Cangsheng, filled with terror and disbelief.

"You… you… are a saint!"

He pointed at Gu Cangsheng, stammered for ages, yet couldn't utter a single word.

In that instant, he felt a terrifying will beyond description descend upon his spirit.

This… how could this be possible?!

This seemingly near‑death mortal old man is actually a Saint Realm?!

The whole venue fell into death‑like silence.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.

They each opened their mouths wide, their eyeballs nearly popping out, staring blankly at the old man still with hands behind his back and an indifferent expression.

Their minds went blank.

The Senior Elder's determined strike just vanished like that?

He only said a single word!

To erase half‑saint authority with just one word…

Saint… enough?

"Grandpa, from now on… may I take over?"

Gu Cangsheng, still with his carefree demeanor, heard this and lazily waved his hand.

"Go ahead, don't kill him, leave some breath; I still have questions."

"Alright!"

Gu Yuan received permission and instantly broke into a grin.

Their exchange was unguarded, passing into everyone's ears without reservation.

The tone was as casual as asking "How's the weather today?"

But to the listeners, it was no less than a thunderclap.

What does this mean?

Provocation!

Naked provocation!

A junior from the Four‑Pole Secret Realm actually said he would kill a half‑saint?

Is he insane?

Even if he leans on having someone beside him who can threaten a half‑saint… but his words are way too inflated!

This is disrespect to the strong and to seniors!

Everyone's gazes swirled and focused on Gu Yuan and Elder Tai Chu, and the air was thick with a feeling called tension.

Elder Tai Chu's complexion instantly turned iron‑blue.

He, the dignified Supreme Elder of the Tai Chu Sacred Land, a half‑saint strongman who has lived three thousand years, wherever he goes is he not revered and honored?

Today, first he was shaken in spirit by an unknown old man using bizarre methods.

Now, a still‑wet‑nursed youngster publicly despises him; even though he fears that old man, he must act!

Otherwise, will the face of the Tai Chu Sacred Land be ruined?

How will he later stand his ground in the Zangdi Star Domain?

"I don't care who backs you up, today you are certain to die!"

He went completely mad, his half‑saint aura erupted without restraint, and the terrifying pressure swept the surroundings like a tsunami.

Some lower‑level cultivators nearby were instantly crushed by that pressure, collapsing to their knees, their faces pallid, gasping heavily.

"Die!"

Elder Tai Chu struck again, this time unleashing his full strength!

He formed his finger into a sword, a violet blade a thousand zhang long that tore the heavens, bearing murderous intent to slay all, and sliced straight at Gu Yuan!

This single slash could sever mountains and dry up great rivers!

It was a wrathful strike of a half‑saint!

"It's over, that kid is doomed."

"Too impulsive, angering a half‑saint; even if the old man beside him is a saint, a great battle might still not protect him."

"What a pity, such an immortal sprout is about to be destroyed like this."

The crowd watched the world‑shattering blade, shaking their heads and sighing.

In their eyes, even if Gu Yuan survived, he would be seized by opportunistic forces amid the chaos.

Yet, facing this earth‑shattering sword, Gu Yuan's face showed no hint of fear.

Staring at the thousand‑zhang blade now within reach, and behind it, the old man's face twisted by anger.

"Old thing, I'm very curious."

Gu Yuan's voice rang clearly in everyone's ears.

"On what grounds do you dare to strike at me?"