Teach Him a Lesson

Zhu Shaoyuan closed his stunned mouth and sneered. "The Jiang Family's most talented Sword Dao genius in history truly lives up to his reputation. Impressive."

Ignoring him, Jiang Jun pointed his longsword forward. "Hand it over."

Zhu Shaoyuan shrugged, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a stalk of Fire Ganoderma from his Ring of Holding, and tossed it to Jiang Jun.

"Oh, that..." Wang Yue cried out in surprise when he saw it.

Zhou Hao asked curiously, "What is that?"

"Fire Ganoderma. It's at least a thousand years old, definitely above Mysterious Grade High Rank," Wang Yue explained.

For the time being, he could only appraise treasures of Mysterious Grade High Rank.

Zhou Hao glanced at the jewelry in his arms. Since the jewelry had not reacted, that meant it was not Mysterious Grade, so it could only be Earth Grade or higher.

That was quite a good treasure.

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Jun stored both the sword and the Fire Ganoderma in his Ring of Holding. He turned to Zhou Hao and slowly asked, "Do you want to rob it too?"

Zhou Hao spread his hands. "I don't care for it."

He truly did not care for it.

Jiang Jun remained expressionless, impossible to read. Then he turned and left, departing swiftly.

Zhu Shaoyuan got up from the ground instead, stared at Zhou Hao, and curled his lip. "How arrogant. You actually said you didn't care for an Earth Grade Mid Rank Fire Ganoderma?"

Zhou Hao smiled at him. The Dragon Sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Recalling Jiang Jun's earlier movement, he slightly twisted the hilt.

"Buzz~"

A thunderous sword cry rang out, and profound Sword Intent rose from the blade.

"You..." Zhu Shaoyuan stared at Zhou Hao in shock. "You... you're from the Jiang Family too?"

He only recognized it as the Jiang Family's Sword Intent, yet failed to notice that it was ninety percent similar to Jiang Jun's Sword Intent.

Zhou Hao did not answer his question. Instead, he asked blandly, "Do you want to take another sword strike?"

Zhu Shaoyuan opened his mouth but could not speak. Of course he did not want to suffer another terrifying sword strike, and then...

He fled without looking back.

Zhou Hao slowly dispersed his Sword Intent. This move actually had no offensive power at all, because his Myriad Transformations Divine Ability had only been cultivated to Form Resemblance. It was nothing but an empty display!

"Dad, won't this be bad? You exposed your methods," Zhou Yuanbao said.

Zhou Hao chuckled and shook his head. "The Myriad Transformations Divine Ability will become one of my main means of attack sooner or later. It's bound to be discovered eventually, so I might as well display it openly. In the future, my enemies will be wary before me and won't dare attack so casually."

After all, everyone feared having their martial techniques stolen and learned!

Zhou Yuanbao nodded. "But you'll become famous very quickly this way. By then, people might covet your martial technique."

"Don't I have you two? Why should I fear those covetous people?" Zhou Hao said with a smile.

He had previously wanted to keep a low profile, but there was actually no need. Their strength was not lacking—no, it should be said that their strength had already reached the ceiling of this continent. There was no need to worry about whether anyone would set their sights on them.

They only needed to act according to their own wishes and uphold the principle of not being ostentatious or high-profile. There was no need to deliberately keep a low profile.

To sum it up in one simple sentence: just be themselves.

Hearing how much Zhou Hao trusted them, Zhou Yuanbao and Mu Jinyin immediately said smugly, "Of course. With us around, we won't cower before anyone."

Zhou Hao looked at them in amusement and laughed. "All right, let's go too!"

"Tut, tut, you still managed to get it back. That brat from the Zhu Family isn't much after all! And here I was, even creating an opportunity for him." The man wearing a red Ghost Mask blocked Jiang Jun's path and spoke with a grin.

Jiang Jun had been held back by the Masked Man, preventing him from plucking the Fire Ganoderma in time, which was why Zhu Shaoyuan had managed to steal it.

Jiang Jun's longsword appeared in his hand again as he asked sharply, "Who are you?"

"Hehe." The Masked Man chuckled. "You guess?"

Of course Jiang Jun did not guess. Without another word, he stepped forward, and the air seemed to freeze solid.

"Pfft~"

At some unknown moment, the Masked Man had been struck by a sword. He was severed cleanly at the waist.

Only when the two halves of his body hit the ground did the air begin flowing again.

"Hahahaha... Sword Field. You're about to reach the embryonic domain stage. As expected of a Sword Body, your comprehension is formidable." The Masked Man, severed in two, suddenly spoke.

Jiang Jun raised an eyebrow slightly. Since one sword strike could not kill him, then he would give him several more.

But the Masked Man did not give him that opportunity. His body suddenly exploded, blood splattering everywhere.

Jiang Jun casually swung his sword and cleared away all the blood.

He looked at the invitation glowing red on the ground, and the Masked Man's voice rang out again.

"I'll be waiting for you in the Boundless Forbidden Domain, hahaha..."

His wild laughter echoed through the area.

Jiang Jun casually drew the invitation into his hand and glanced at it, murmuring, "Boundless Forbidden Domain?"

"Who was laughing just now?" Zhou Hao asked helplessly as he listened to the laughter.

That laughter was far too arrogant.

"Some brat playing tricks and putting on a mysterious act," Zhou Yuanbao said disdainfully.

Mu Jinyin smiled. "I sent him a little gift."

"What gift?" Zhou Hao asked curiously.

Mu Jinyin gave a mysterious smile. "A ball of fire. It'll chase after his butt and burn it for two hours."

Zhou Hao silently gave it a thumbs-up. "Well done."

That guy's laughter had been far too arrogant, and it annoyed him.

"Hehe." Mu Jinyin smugly flapped his wings.

"Damn it, what is this thing?" The Masked Man had a ball of fire chasing after him and burning his butt, making him howl in pain!

As he ran, he looked back and begged, "Let me go! If this keeps up, my butt is really going to be cooked."

Most embarrassingly, the clothes over his butt had been burned away. When he flew, it felt chilly down there, but whenever the flames closed in from behind, it became scorching hot—a true double torment of ice and fire.

And he did not dare run toward populated places. If anyone saw him, it would be far too embarrassing.

What the Masked Man was most grateful for at that moment was that he wore a mask. Otherwise, his sense of shame would have exploded through the roof, and he would never have the face to meet anyone again.

Only after two hours did the ball of fire slowly disappear.

The Masked Man sat on the ground, panting heavily. But the moment he sat down, a searing pain shot through his butt, making him leap back up at once.

He sighed helplessly and cursed viciously, "Damn it, don't let me find out who did this, or I'll make you regret it."

"Damn your grandfather! I came all this way just to find Jiang Jun and deliver an invitation, only to run into this rotten luck. This is really too much."

He had specifically come to find Jiang Jun. He had only happened upon the palace and entered it along the way.

The Masked Man grumbled and cursed as he took out a new set of clothes and put them on. Fortunately, he had brought spare clothes. Otherwise, walking around with his crotch exposed would have been truly mortifying.

"This probably won't heal for over a month." The Masked Man gently patted his butt and let out a gloomy sigh.