Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

Zi Qiong wanted to teach Su Han a lesson?

Everyone who heard her was shocked. Even the Earth Fiend Demon Sovereign and Qin Wushuang, who were about to leave, stopped in their tracks and turned back.

If Su Han’s ascent to the Demon List was like a carp leaping through the dragon’s gate, then Zi Qiong was a phoenix soaring high above—noble, powerful, and peerless. She was a being others could only gaze up at, like a toad admiring a swan in the blue sky, utterly unattainable. If she made a move, Su Han’s defeat was certain!

This was the collective thought in everyone’s mind. No matter how monstrous a talent Su Han was, he couldn’t possibly compare to Zi Qiong, who hailed from a Holy Land with both extremely formidable Innate talent and strength.

”No!” Lei Ming quickly refused. ”Su Han has just been through a great battle, and the gap between your Realms is too large. This is a clear case of the strong bullying the weak! He has already achieved his goal today; it’s not wise to stir up more trouble.”

Besides, his opponent was Zi Qiong, ranked seventy-second on the Demon List. The chances of victory were far too slim, and a defeat would be a heavy blow to Su Han’s Dao Heart. This battle had to be refused.

”The strong bullying the weak?” Zi Qiong’s lips curled into a disdainful sneer. ”In that case, I will seal my own Cultivation and fight you at the same Realm. If you don’t even dare to do that, then you should stay quietly in this well and never dream of jumping out.”

She was determined to suppress Su Han, shatter his Dao Heart, and make him pay a heavy price for ignoring her. A woman’s heart is a narrow place. One should never offend them.

Zi Qiong’s words made Lei Ming’s expression turn ugly. He could see that she was dead set on teaching Su Han a lesson, which gave him a splitting headache.

Ye Chuanfeng was equally troubled. He hadn’t expected Zi Qiong to challenge Su Han, especially in front of everyone. Regardless of who won, the outcome would severely damage his own standing. But Zi Qiong’s status was far above his, leaving him powerless to stop her. He could only try his best to persuade her.

”Miss Zi Qiong, Su Han is young and foolish. Please don’t lower yourself to his level,” Ye Chuanfeng pleaded fawningly. ”How about this? We’ll return to the Seven Stars Sect, and I’ll have him apologize to you properly. Please, calm your anger and just let this matter go!”

To him, Su Han was merely a tool to be used. As for dignity, he couldn’t care less. His own had been trampled underfoot long ago, so he certainly didn’t value it in others.

”Su Han, you’ve angered Miss Zi Qiong. Hurry up and apologize!” As he spoke, Ye Chuanfeng turned and reprimanded Su Han. If not for the crowd, he would have forced Su Han to kneel and kowtow in apology. As long as it appeased Zi Qiong, any method was acceptable; Su Han’s feelings were of no consequence.

Zi Qiong’s aggression and Ye Chuanfeng’s sycophantic fawning both disgusted Su Han. His character was unyielding, and he refused to bow and scrape for anyone.

He lifted his head, ignored Ye Chuanfeng’s scolding, and stared directly at Zi Qiong, replying with only six words:

”If you want a fight, let’s fight!”

A shocked uproar swept through the crowd. No one had expected Su Han to be so unbending as to stand up against Zi Qiong. It was a true case of a newborn calf not fearing the tiger, though to many, it seemed more like sheer arrogance.

”Su Han has real guts! I love that attitude! He takes Life and Death in stride and fights anyone who challenges him!”

”What guts? That’s just being brainless! Miss Zi Qiong is a prodigy from the Zi Mansion Holy Land and a major figure ranked seventy-second on the Demon List. Su Han might be strong, but how could he possibly be a match for her? I bet his brain was kicked by a donkey.”

”Alas, Su Han is too impulsive. He just won against Su Tian and has already gained so much. It’s truly unwise for him to challenge Miss Zi Qiong now. A single defeat will ruin his reputation!”

The crowd buzzed with discussion, the vast majority seeing Su Han as rash and impulsive. They had no faith in his chances. After all, Zi Qiong’s starting point was too high. She was like a phoenix soaring above the Nine Heavens, a being mortals could only worship, never dare to blaspheme.

”Haha, excellent! It’s just as the saying goes, ’Just when the path seems lost, a village appears from the shade of willows and flowers!’” Wang Tianqing’s eyes sparkled with renewed hope as he gazed at Zi Qiong. Best if she kills Su Han outright, then I’ll have no more worries!

”The prodigies of the Holy Lands are beyond comparison for those from a small place like ours.” The Great Qian King’s eyes lit up with excitement, certain that the battle was already decided. Su Han, I’m eager to see how you’ll walk to your own doom this time!

”Infighting, hmm? Interesting!” The Earth Fiend Demon Sovereign turned back around, watching Zi Qiong and Su Han with great interest.

Beside him, Qin Wushuang suppressed his killing intent, his expression remaining icy cold. He, too, wanted to see Su Han fall.

In that moment, countless gazes were fixed on Zi Qiong and Su Han.

”Su Han, how dare you!” Ye Chuanfeng was startled by Su Han’s defiance. His tone turned sharp as he berated him without mercy. ”How dare you speak to Miss Zi Qiong like that? Apologize immediately, or don’t blame me for being merciless!”

He was wholeheartedly planning to present Su Han to the Tian Luo Saint Heir to gain favor. In his eyes, Su Han was merely a gift. How could a gift be so presumptuous, so ignorant of life and death? At that moment, he wished he could strike Su Han mute so he could no longer utter such outrageous words.

”Ye Chuanfeng,” Zi Qiong snorted before Su Han could respond, her cold voice cutting him off. ”You are not to interfere with this battle. Otherwise, don’t blame me for not putting in a good word for you with the Saint Heir. Step back!”

Eager to teach Su Han a lesson, she wouldn’t let Ye Chuanfeng get in her way. Her command made Ye Chuanfeng’s face contort, but he didn’t dare to offend her.

WHOOSH!

Wasting no more words, Zi Qiong flew forward. Her purple Aura surged, cloaked in a myriad of radiant glows, majestic beyond description. But just as quickly, her Aura plummeted, finally stabilizing at the First Layer of the Physique Realm—the same as Su Han. She had sealed her Cultivation, true to her word.

In her eyes, even a fight at the same Realm was a guaranteed victory. It’s laughable. In a small place like Qingzhou, when there are no tigers, a monkey can become king.

”Su Han, you are arrogant and blissfully ignorant, unworthy of meeting the Saint Heir,” Zi Qiong stared coldly at him, the rage from being ignored now surging like a fire in her heart. ”Today, I will teach you a proper lesson so you learn that there is always someone stronger, a heaven beyond the heavens. You will also learn the difference between the noble and the base!”

BOOM!

An intense purple light erupted from her body like a volcano. Upon closer inspection, it wasn’t just light but crackling arcs of purple lightning. Zi Qiong possessed the Purple Lightning Imperial Body and was naturally endowed with the powerful Purple Lightning Yin Thunder. At this moment, she was like a goddess of lightning incarnate.

With a wave of her hand, a thick bolt of Purple Lightning Yin Thunder shot directly toward Su Han.

”Remember, I am the noble, and you are the lowly!”