The Redeem Luck Sect's various moves against Xu Kun, aside from that failed encirclement campaign by the Heavenly Reaching River, had become much more restrained afterward, remaining at the level of "verbal condemnation."
They tried to denounce Xu Kun from the moral high ground and tarnish his reputation.
Though spreading rumors took only a mouth while disproving them could break one's legs, Xu Kun's contributions to the human race were not something that could be smeared by a few baseless accusations.
In Xu Kun's eyes, the Redeem Luck Sect's attacks were not even as troublesome as the problems Xiao Buwan created for him.
As his opponent, Xu Kun knew that they were merely building momentum now. It would be best if they could kill him; if they could not, they would do everything possible to make Xu Kun lose the people's support among the human race. That way, Xu Kun would be unable to pull out the twelve Human Emperor Nails. If he could not pull them out, then Xu Kun and his era would eventually collapse.
When that time came, just as various factions had carved up Belial after his failed ascension, they would take over the human race Xu Kun had built with his own hands and restore the old order of fighting in accordance with the will of Human Race Luck.
This childish game was honestly too boring to interest Xu Kun. If they wanted to play, then they should play big.
As it happened, the angels had now been settled, and Xu Kun had some free time. He could toy with them as if teasing crickets.
Your knives are too dull. Let me hand you the knives myself.
Killing Xu Kun would not be easy, but smearing his name? Xu Kun said...
*No one knows my