"Do you give in!"
"I'm asking you—do you give in or not!"
"Come on, tell me. What exactly are you still refusing to give in about?"
Chen Changan's solution had always been simple and brutal: he relied on his physical strength and gave the other guy a thorough beating.
The Demon Saint was utterly shocked. Hongchen was already freakishly powerful, but he'd never imagined Chen Changan's body could be even more monstrous.
"D-don't... Don't hit me anymore."
"You're awesome, all right?"
"Can't you just accept that I give in?"
"I give in."
In the end, the Demon Saint chose to submit. There was no helping it—those fists were so hard that it simply couldn't take any more.
It was a Sacred Weapon, for crying out loud. If someone beat it to pieces here, who the hell could it even complain to?
"You give in?"
"I give in, I give in!"
"Then what are you waiting for?"
"Get over here."
"Right away, boss!"
The Demon Saint hadn't taken human form, but somehow, its expression still looked downright sleazy.
"Sacred Weapon Ranking updated" "First place: Miracle Treasure Pavilion. Sacred Weapon: Demon Saint Blade"
The moment the Sacred Weapon Ranking updated, everyone from every faction in the Sacred Weapon Secret Realm suddenly felt the pressure lift off their shoulders.
"Miracle Treasure Pavilion again. Why is it always Miracle Treasure Pavilion?"
"What's the point of competing? We're still at the foot of the mountain, while they've already claimed a Sacred Weapon."
"Ah, I'm tired. I'm really tired. Let them play by themselves."
Miracle Treasure Pavilion's return to the rankings dealt a tremendous blow to the Three Hidden Sects.
The first two times, they'd still been able to deceive themselves with all sorts of excuses. But what about this time?
How could they