Supreme Sword Exalt

Under Chongming’s intimidation, Fatty’s urging, and Li Xun’s eager anticipation, Yan Qi had exhausted himself half to death. He ruthlessly pushed his cultivation to its limits as he rushed onward. Finally, they had arrived within the borders of the Eastern Wasteland.

From atop Yan Qi’s head, Fatty rubbed his double chin, lost in thought. “Master Rooster, don’t you think something’s wrong?”

Even though they were on the roads most of the time, they hadn’t come into contact with those people from the outer domains. And yet, they could still occasionally sense waves of extremely powerful auras, even including the Feather Transformation realm.

This struck him as very wrong. Only a dozen or so such powerful cultivators existed across the five domains. Since when had they become so easy to encounter?

Chongming half-closed his eyes. “It’s none of my damn business!”

Fatty stopped overthinking it. “Fine. With the Life-Extension Fruit about to ripen, those old fossils probably can’t sit still anymore.”

He looked down at the mountains, ridges, and forests flashing past below. Hands clasped behind his back, his expression was one of profound depth. “The Eastern Wasteland really is the closest to my heart!”

Behind him, Li Xun was even more excited than he was. He had returned. The long-cherished wish of many years was finally about to be fulfilled. Now, his cultivation had reached the fifth stage of the Transcendent realm.

It wasn’t that his aptitude was particularly good, but rather that he had spent these years pillaging the Central Continent together with Fatty. Even though all he’d done was the grunt work of shouting and raising a ruckus, he’d still picked up plenty of benefits for free.

Even Yan Qi perked up, letting out a cry that traveled a great distance.

The sound had barely faded when four figures materialized and blocked Yan Qi’s path.

Fatty was dumbfounded. Since when did the Eastern Wasteland have so many experts?

Among the four, one was at the Feather Transformation realm, and three at the Saint realm.

Catching sight of Yan Qi, the Feather Transformation cultivator went wild with joy. “A fire flood dragon?! Excellent, how excellent! To think that such a natural mutant species would appear in such a desolate, backwater place!”

Yan Qi trembled uncontrollably. “W-w-why are you blocking my path?”

Without even glancing at Fatty, the Feather Transformation cultivator fixed his eyes solely on Yan Qi. “Our young lord just happens to be missing a mount. You’re quite suitable!”

Yan Qi jolted violently while Fatty secretly swallowed his saliva as he looked at Chongming. “Master Rooster, c-can you handle it?”

Completely unbothered, Chongming’s eyes cracked open a sliver. “Small matter.”

Fatty immediately relaxed and glanced at them, his voice cold. “I don’t know who you are, but to steal my companion the first time we meet? Don’t you think that’s going too far?“

Yan Qi’s heart swelled with emotion. Look at that! Even though he always stepped on my head, he never failed to treat me as a companion! Meanwhile, these people are outright despicable and hateful!

One of the Saint realm cultivators glanced at Fatty, his tone dripping with contempt. “And what the hell are you supposed to be? How dare you meddle in our affairs?”

Fatty, confident in his backing, showed no fear.

“I am from the Central—” Halfway through his sentence, his eyes darted, and he suddenly changed his tune. “I’m none other than the number one Heavenly Pride of the Eastern Wasteland, Gu Han!”

Their gazes snapped to Fatty, their eyes brimming with killing intent and cold malice that they even forgot about Yan Qi. What?! So you’re Gu Han!

That leading Feather Transformation realm cultivator’s eyes narrowed to slits. “Gu Han? The chief disciple of the Fengwu Court?”

Fatty’s heart skipped a beat. Sensing something amiss, he glanced at Chongming again. “Master Rooster, you really got it?”

Chongming remained unconcerned. “Small fries!”

Fatty was completely at ease and smirked coldly at them. “Yes, it is I, the number one Heavenly Pride of the Eastern Wasteland! Where the hell did you people come from, and how dare you investigate my background?!”

They exchanged glances because the face didn’t match, but the name and background were an exact fit. To hell with it! Better to kill by mistake than let him go! Besides, the way this fat bastard talks is just too damn infuriating!

The cultivation of one Saint realm cultivator surged. “Seize him!”

He stretched out his hand, and an overwhelmingly powerful Saint’s pressure descended upon Fatty. Yan Qi and Li Xun were the first to crumble as they spiraled straight down.

Golden light blazed intensely from Fatty, his face brimming with excitement. “Master Rooster, fight them—”

Before he could finish, the Saint might landed solidly on him. His golden light scattered, and he flew far into the distance. The earth shook and mountains trembled as a human-shaped pit of unknown depth appeared on the ground.

Terrified, Yan Qi and Li Xun hurried over to check. From inside the pit, Fatty clambered back up, covered in dirt. Aside from looking a bit disheveled and somewhat pale, he wasn’t seriously injured.

That Saint realm cultivator appeared baffled. “Impossible! Why is his defense so strong?!”

He was at the third stage of the Saint realm, while Fatty was at the ninth stage of the Transcendent realm. If it had been anyone else, they probably would have been reduced to pulp by his single palm. Meanwhile, Fatty was still lively and vigorous, as if nothing had ever happened. The cultivator even began to doubt whether he himself was truly a Saint realm cultivator.

Fatty’s expression was one of grief and indignation. “Master Rooster, you can’t screw me over like this! Didn’t you say no problem?!”

Above, Chongming scratched his head, a trace of confusion flickering in his eyes. “Great Might... Great Might what, again?”

Fatty felt so frustrated he could vomit blood. Chongming had suffered some kind of damage in the past, and his mind would be sharp one moment and dull the next. Fatty had witnessed this many times over the years. He just never expected that of all the inconvenient times, Chongming had to forget now!

Li Xun and Yan Qi trembled uncontrollably. Master Rooster, you’re unreliable!

One Saint realm cultivator glanced dismissively at Chongming. “Where did this rooster demon come from?!”

He flicked his sleeve, and another Saint’s pressure landed on Chongming!

In the next moment, a five-colored divine light blazed from Chongming. Paired with his vibrant, gorgeous feathers, he appeared even more majestic and formidable.

“The Immovable Great Might!”

As the words fell, the divine light swirled continuously, forming a colorful halo that hovered behind him. Even as that Saint might crashed against him, his form remained completely unmoved.

Fatty let out a long, relieved breath. “Master Rooster, mighty and majestic!”

He finally came back to his senses!

Chongming flicked one wing. His divine feathers swayed slightly, so beautiful that one instinctively forgot he was a rooster. “Go to the forbidden zone, find Little Yun—”

Before he could finish, Fatty had already shot off far into the distance. A shrunk-down Yan Qi lay sprawled on his head. He also dragged Li Xun by one leg.

Blazing with golden, he ran like the wind and vanished in a flash, shouting and hurling threats, “Wait there! I am the number one Heavenly Pride of the Eastern Wasteland, Gu Han! Offend me, and sooner or later, I’ll come back and cut you bastards down!”

Chongming was dumbstruck. Even though he had spent ten years with Fatty and knew how low his moral standards could sink, Fatty still managed to sink even lower. He had underestimated Fatty. Fatty just had no morals!