Chapter 280

This is purely a matter of timing.

"The human Luo Fu?" Bai Ze's slightly gloomy eyes fixed on Luo Fu, speaking slowly.

To disrespect the Demon Clan and kill the demon god Jiu Yin with Taiyi Jin Xian power—this is not something an ordinary human could accomplish.

At least, Bai Ze had never heard of such a figure appearing before.

Then who is the most famous among humans?

Bai Ze naturally knew of this human disciple who had excelled in Mount Kunlun a century ago.

Back then, to the high echelons of the Demon Clan, Luo Fu's name was merely a passing mention; this human could never have any contact with their kind.

Or rather, he lacked even the qualifications to make contact.

After all, judging from his performance in Mount Kunlun back then, Luo Fu possessed only Golden Immortal power; even if he had briefly manifested Taiyi Jin Xian power as a Golden Immortal, it was nothing more than that.

Taiyi Jin Xian in this primordial world, amid the war between the Wu and Demon Clans, isn't even worth calling a mosquito.

Thus, the name "human Luo Fu" was quickly forgotten by the high echelons of the Demon Clan.

But Bai Ze had not expected.

In just a hundred years, this former disciple of the Saint, Luo Fu, had already killed Jiu Yin, a Da Luo Jinxian demon god.

As a Da Luo Jinxian demon lord, he was among the core strength of the Demon Clan.

Not to mention Jiu Yin, who was among the elite even among Da Luo Jinxian.

Given the right opportunity, Jiu Yin had the potential to become a quasi-Saint.

Yet now, such a powerful figure of the Demon Clan had been instantly slain by Luo Fu.

"In the past, I heard of a demon god named Bai Ze among the Demon Clan—he was regarded by Ye Tiandi as a strategist of the Demon Clan. Indeed, you are no ordinary being, not comparable to single-minded creatures like Jiu Yin." Luo Fu, watching Bai Ze and another demon god appear, remained calm, showing no fear whatsoever.

"No wonder you are the Saint's direct disciple." Bai Ze laughed.

Luo Fu's words just now had, in a sense, confirmed Bai Ze's suspicions.

This human who had just slain Jiu Yin was indeed the Saint's direct disciple.

"However," Bai Ze's smile vanished, his body radiating terrifying killing intent, "although Jiu Yin's conduct was improper, attempting to seize your spiritual root, I had already pleaded for his life and even offered compensation. Yet, Luo Fu, you still killed him."

"Do you believe you can stand against me, Bai Ze—or even the entire Demon Clan?"

"Is it because of your Taiyi Jin Xian realm power, or the Saint Tongtian Jiaozhu behind you?"

As he spoke, Bai Ze's killing intent grew denser, the heavens themselves stirring with lethal energy.

"Pleading for mercy? Compensation?" Luo Fu's expression showed faint disdain. "Bai Ze, I felt no such intent in your words just now. And if pleading and compensation could make up for everything, why don't I go to the Sun Star, seize the Fusang Tree, then apologize to Ye Tiandi and Dong Huang Taiyi—would you think that acceptable?"

"You…" Bai Ze's face darkened. "Luo Fu, you must know these two things cannot be equated."

Luo Fu going to the Sun Star to seize the Fusang Tree? Impossible.

After all, the Sun Star is the stronghold of Ye Tiandi and Dong Huang Taiyi, and the very residence of the Jin Wu princes.

If Luo Fu infiltrated it, he would be utterly disrespecting Ye Tiandi and delivering a blatant slap to the face of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Emperor.

In that case,

if Luo Fu truly did such a thing, and Ye Tiandi did not kill him, where would Ye Tiandi's face be?

"I think it's about the same." Luo Fu spoke coolly. "Besides, Jiu Yin threatened not only to kill me but to exterminate the entire human race. Do you think I'd let him live?"

"Or, Bai Ze, go threaten my teacher, Saint Tongtian Jiaozhu, and see how he responds." Luo Fu's lips curled into a faint smile.

Hearing this, Bai Ze's refined expression turned icy.

In the past, as the top-ranked demon god of the Demon Clan, many had granted him respect—but now, this upstart had repeatedly slapped his face.

Even with Bai Ze's refined nature, he could not help but feel a spark of anger rise within him.

Yet Bai Ze still firmly suppressed that anger.

As Luo Fu said, if Bai Ze dared threaten a Saint, he would be signing his own death warrant.

Though the Dao Saints had not fully revealed their combat power,

it was certain they were stronger than quasi-Saints.

Under these circumstances, even Ye Tiandi and Dong Huang Taiyi feared the Saints—how much less would Bai Ze, merely a demon god, dare to provoke them?

If he did, the Saint would kill him, and neither Ye Tiandi nor Dong Huang Taiyi would say a word.

"Luo Fu, perhaps you could hand over that spiritual root. I will report to Ye Tiandi—I believe he will understand your predicament," Bai Ze continued.

Since the demon god Jiu Yin was already dead, that was an irrevocable fact.

But if Bai Ze could obtain the top-tier spiritual root in Luo Fu's possession, it might somewhat offset the loss of Jiu Yin.

"Bai Ze, I killed Jiu Yin by my own decision. If you wish to attack me, go ahead," Luo Fu said coolly.

To hand over the primordial spiritual root, Five-Needle Pine? Impossible.

"Luo Fu, you've truly made your decision?" Bai Ze stared deeply at Luo Fu. "If you remain within Mount Kunlun, you may be safe—but to offend the Demon Clan and walk the primordial lands? That is extremely dangerous."

"Can I take that as a threat?" Luo Fu smiled faintly.

"Whether it's a threat or not, you must judge for yourself," Bai Ze said. "I hope our next meeting is not a battle to the death."

"Ji Meng, let's go," Bai Ze said to the demon god beside him.

Demon god Ji Meng was also one of the Demon Clan's demon gods.

"Huh…?" Ji Meng's face froze in shock upon hearing Bai Ze's words.

He had fully prepared to attack Luo Fu alongside Bai Ze—how had the situation reversed so suddenly?

Bai Ze was leaving.

Ji Meng's emotions were tangled—what was going on?

Yet in the end, Bai Ze's past authority and status compelled Ji Meng to say nothing; he followed Bai Ze away from the battlefield.

Above the heavens,

the two figures of Bai Ze and Ji Meng halted midair.

"Bai Ze, why don't we make a move against that human boy? Are you wary of the Saint behind him?" Ji Meng pressed on. "I believe even if we kill him, the Saint would have nothing to say—after all, it was that boy who struck at our Demon Clan first. We have reason on our side."

"Of course I'm not wary of the Saint behind him. Although Luo Fu is a Saint's personal disciple, our Demon Clan is not necessarily afraid of those Heaven-Dao Saints," Bai Ze said in a low voice. "I brought you away from there for another reason."

"Another reason?" Ji Meng was somewhat stunned.

"That's right." Bai Ze's gaze was unfathomably deep. "At that moment, I sensed the aura of a Zuwu."

"A Zuwu?" Ji Meng drew in a sharp breath at the words.

How powerful and terrifying the Zuwu were—Ji Meng, as a Demon God, knew this perfectly well.

One could say that apart from Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, any other Demon Clan cultivator at the Quasi-Saint layer, facing those Zuwu one-on-one, would almost certainly be at a disadvantage.

Moreover, in the previous great battles—

In the fights between the Zuwu and the high echelons of the Demon Clan, to some extent, they had been on the weaker side.

If all twelve Zuwu were there, then he and Bai Ze running into them would be nothing short of delivering themselves up as a meal.

Although the two clans of Wu and Demon had an unwritten rule that Quasi-Saint level experts could not strike at ordinary clansmen on either side, battles between Quasi-Saints were not covered by such restrictions.

Let alone the fact that it was their Demon Clan that had come knocking in the first place.

That was precisely why, when Jiuying slaughtered members of the Demon Clan earlier, he had wanted to leave immediately.

If trapped by a Zuwu and killed, it would be dying for nothing.

The situation between the Wu and Demon clans was nothing short of irreconcilable to the death.

The Great Wasteland was the Wu clan's home turf.

"Relax, it probably wasn't all the Zuwu there," Bai Ze said in a low voice, glancing at the stunned Ji Meng.

If all the Zuwu had been there, he and Ji Meng would likely not have had the good fortune to return.

After all, for a Zuwu, being able to take down a few Quasi-Saint level Demon Clan cultivators would be quite a fine thing.

Clearly, the Zuwu aura Bai Ze had sensed—there shouldn't have been many of them.

But precisely because there weren't many, who knew whether other Zuwu might descend? That was exactly why Bai Ze didn't want to linger on that battlefield any longer.

"So that's how it is." Ji Meng breathed a sigh of relief. "But Bai Ze, what do we do about the matter of Jiuying this time?"

A high echelon of Demon Gods like Jiuying being killed—and killed by a Saint's personal disciple at that—was no small matter.

"I will report this matter to Ye Tiandi; you need not worry," Bai Ze said.

"Bai Ze, then I'll trouble you with it," Ji Meng said with a sheepish chuckle.

As a Demon God, Ji Meng himself was somewhat unwilling to bear the wrath of the Demon Clan's Ye Tiandi.

Not to mention Bai Ze and Ji Meng heading off to the Heavenly Court.

Luo Fu remained on that silent battlefield; he was silent for a moment.

If he continued to stay in this Great Wasteland, he would likely face threats from the Demon Clan later—especially threats from the high echelons of the Demon Clan like Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Of course, if Luo Fu returned to Mount Kunlun, then even with the ambitions of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, they could not enter Mount Kunlun; Luo Fu's safety could be guaranteed.