Section 21: How Could This Be?

Gongsun Wan'er sneered coldly, looking at Chu Yun as though he were an ant beneath her feet.

"What the hell is a Rogue Cultivator like you? How dare you boast so shamelessly and provoke the prestige of a first-rate family!" Zhao Fei curled his lips, his face full of utter disdain.

"This young man is finished. He has offended both the Gongsun Clan and the Zhao Clan in one go. His life from now on will be bleak and hopeless," someone sighed, shaking their head.

"Hmph, arrogance and tyranny come at a price. Now he does not even qualify to participate in the Hundred Clans Pill Conference." Someone else gloated.

"Still, this young lady of the Gongsun Clan is quite ruthless. With just a few words, she has forced that brat into a dead end."

"Heh! The descendants of great families are never that simple."

The crowd buzzed with discussion, all gathered around to watch the spectacle.

Just then, the crowd was forcibly parted. A middle-aged man led a group of people forward with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, stopping before Chu Yun.

"Damn it, what are you shoving for? Have you got no eyes... urgh!" Some of those pushed aside began cursing, but when they clearly saw this group, their curses stopped abruptly, like ducks with their throats seized.

"It's the Hu Clan!"

"My heavens, it's the Hu Clan, the seventh-ranked family. Why are they here?"

"That is the Hu Clan Patriarch, Hu Jintao—the Eight Glory King. He achieved greatness in his youth and now dominates an entire region. His martial reputation is illustrious; every move he makes affects the whole structure of Pill Continent."

For a time, cries of amazement rose one after another.

Zhao Fei and Gongsun Wan'er's expressions both changed.