Chu Mo originally thought that the person bothering Shen Xingxue would be a young scum like Li Zhu. When he arrived, he found that standing in Shen Xingxue's way was a man in his seventies or eighties.

The expression on Shen Xingxue's face didn't seem to indicate any humiliation.

Chu Mo felt somewhat embarrassed, thinking to himself, how could Zhou Jun be so unreliable this time? But then he figured that this many people gathered here to watch the spectacle meant that something was undoubtedly happening.

Chu Mo then asked Shen Xingxue, "What's going on?"

Upon seeing Chu Mo, Shen Xingxue felt a sense of relief. She softly said, "This senior wants to take me as his disciple and insists...that he takes me away now and I don't agree…"

At this point, the old man with drooping eyelids on the other side of Shen Xingxue lifted his head. A look of contempt flashed in his somewhat muddy eyes as he glanced at Chu Mo, "Kid, what relation do you have with this girl?"

"I'm her boss!" Chu Mo replied without hesitation, giving a firm and definitive answer without even giving it a second thought.

Shen Xingxue had helped him many times, and she was kind and gentle. Now she had given up her status as an Immortal to come to this small sect, the Piaomiao Palace... both emotionally and logically, Chu Mo should protect her at all costs.

As expected, after Chu Mo spoke, a warm, delighted smile appeared in Shen Xingxue's eyes.

Although what he said was a bit crude, she liked hearing it because it sounded vigorous.

"Tch, the audacity of this youngster, trying to act tough with me…" the old man sighed, pointing a finger at Shen Xingxue, "If I wanna take this girl away, not even the Immortals would dare to fart. Do you believe that?"

Chu Mo glanced at the old man and was taken aback internally.

It seemed to prove the saying, 'no matter how high the mountain, there's always a higher one.'

The sect conference attracted so many powerhouses.

And there were even people who dared to disrespect the Immortals, a top-ranked sect, in public.

Many people might think that the old man was bragging, but Chu Mo knew he was not.

The information given by the Cangqiong Divine Mirror was extremely clear.

"At the peak of his innate skill, a physical level of seven, no illnesses, could cross the catastrophe at any time."

Just the phrase 'might cross the catastrophe at any time' alone was enough to illustrate the old man's strength. The fact that he publicly dismissed the Immortals implied that the Immortals should know of his existence!

After all this time, he had received the news, so there's no way the Immortals hadn't.

Yet, none of the team leaders from the Immortals showed up.

Chu Mo's heart sank slightly, realizing this old man indeed had some remarkable backstory.

"I believe you." Chu Mo nodded, "With senior's high level of strength, the Immortals not daring to fart is reasonable."

Boom!

The surrounding crowd erupted into an uproar as his words fell.

The fact that this old man dared to make such audacious remarks was already inconceivable. Unexpectedly, Chu Mo, the young prodigy head of Piaomiao Palace, also dared to dismiss the Immortals without a second thought.

The old man across from him was surprised as he looked at Chu Mo, "Kid, you seem rather impudent!"

Shen Xingxue cast an anxious glance at Chu Mo, worried that Chu Mo was appearing weak to the old man... and wondering if he would be able to protect her too.

She didn't want to study alchemy with this old man. She was quite happy at Piaomiao Palace and never thought about leaving.

At this time, Miao Yi Niang and Huang Hui arrived. Miao Yi Niang whispered something in Shen Xingxue's ear, which surprised her. Her anxious expression lightened considerably.

"However, since you know I am superior in strength, you surely wouldn't obstruct me, would you?" The old man looked at Chu Mo with a slight taunt in his eyes. The reason he had been talking with Shen Xingxue so long was because he wanted to give the girl some time to say goodbye to her loved ones.

With his company's strength, taking Shen Xingxue away would be easy as pie.

"Why not? Shen Xingxue is the deputy head of my Piaomiao Palace. She has no relation to the Immortals. Of course, the Immortals wouldn't give a damn about her issues." Not only was Chu Mo angered at the Immortals' inaction, but he also spoken bluntly, and locked his cold eyes on the old man in front of him, whose expression had turned somewhat vacant, "But I...can't agree to it."

"Ha, ha, ha, interesting, very interesting. I haven't come across such an interesting youngster in many years." The laughter of the old man echoed through the air, yet there was no trace of amusement in his murky eyes. He continued laughing and said, "Over two hundred years ago, I met a youngster quite like you. Do you know what happened to him? Ha, ha. I threw him into the alchemy furnace and refined him for eighty one days. He turned into a human slag, wahahaha!"

All the onlookers turned pale, especially some of the younger and more timid girls who were scared witless.

Smiling from ear to ear, the old man then turned to Chu Mo, and his expression became icy cold in an instant. "Kid... do you want to...become the second human slag?"

"Ah!" A timid girl couldn't stand the pressure and took off running.

Even Shen Xingxue's face paled slightly. She didn't know why this old man had targeted her. Since the end of the competition, he had been pestering her to take her as a disciple and wanted to whisk her away immediately, stating that staying here was meaningless.

How could Shen Xingxue agree to such an absurd demand? In response to her outright refusal, the old man didn't get angry; he just wouldn't let her go.

This led to Zhou Jun sending someone to notify Chu Mo.

Miao Yi Niang stayed calm and comforted Shen Xingxue by holding her hand.

Across the field, Huang Hui furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at the old man, seemingly lost in thought.

Only after the old man declared that he refined somebody into human slag over two hundred years ago, did realization dawn on Huang Hui's face. And then... intense shock.

She finally understood why the folks from the Immortals dared not show their faces!

"You are the Love Devil!" Huang Hui suddenly exclaimed.

The old man shifted his gaze toward Huang Hui. There was a sudden burst of formidable energy from his body that resulted in palpitations, and all of it...was directed at Huang Hui!

Despite the majority of the pressure being directed at Huang Hui, the people around were instantly taken aback and retreated. Some of the weaklings spat blood due to the pressure!

In absolute suppression, the peak innate skill!

The audacity just because of his capabilities!

"Who are you?" The old man stared fixedly at Huang Hui. He couldn't figure out Huang Hui's identity, but his instincts told him that this girl was certainly not ordinary!

The Love Devil... these two words have already been buried in the long river of history.

Two hundred years of time, enough to spawn eight or nine generations, maybe even more than a dozen generations for normal people!

Even in a sect, two hundred years was a long time.

There were very few people left who remembered the Love Devil. The four major sects didn't dare to provoke him, mainly because they couldn't afford to offend someone with such formidable strength, not because of his identity.

And the girl managed to reveal his identity with a single statement.

Huang Hui gave a cold snort, but did not answer him, only saying coldly, "So, it's you, the old undead."

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