A Dragon's Reverse Scale: Touch It and Die!

"I don't know who you are, but I do know that you'll soon be a dead man."

Mu Chen said grimly. The three men on the ground whose bones had been crushed had clearly acted on this man's orders.

A dragon had a reverse scale; touch it, and death was certain! This man had lusted after Xiao Yi Xian, and Mu Chen had already sentenced him to death.

"You want me dead? What a joke. My name is Mu Zhuo, the eldest young master of the Mu Clan in the Jia Ma Empire. Everyone here is my subordinate. You're just a brat whose feathers haven't even grown in yet, and you dare spout such nonsense?"

Seeing that Mu Chen did not appear to be over eighteen, Mu Zhuo was convinced that the Dou Qi Wings from earlier had merely been a trick, and that his three subordinates had also been caught off guard.

Dou Qi Wings were the mark of a Dou Wang. Mu Zhuo's father was a Dou Wang, and having grown up around him, Mu Zhuo absolutely refused to believe that the Jia Ma Empire had a Dou Wang under eighteen.

"Your little trick was rather impressive, but you're not very bright. You pretended to be a Dou Wang without even bothering to disguise your age. That was your greatest mistake," Mu Zhuo said with a sneer.

Xiao Yi Xian gently nudged Mu Chen's arm with her sleeve and whispered, "Mu Chen, that man's background seems quite formidable, and he has many subordinates. We should find a chance to escape.

"I already summoned Xiao Lan outside the town. As long as we get out of here, they won't be able to do anything to us."

Mu Chen shook his head and said coldly, "I don't want to let off a single person who bullied you.

"Don't worry about me. Though they say a man may fly into a rage for a beauty, I'm no reckless fool. These people aren't worth my concern."

From the depths of the Magic Beast Mountains to Qing Mountain Town, flying at full speed with the strength of a Dou Emperor took only a little over twenty minutes. Mu Chen still possessed the strength of a Dou Emperor.

Looking over everyone present, the strongest was merely the old guard standing close beside Mu Zhuo, and he was only a one-star Dou Ling.

Only a few minutes remained before the Dou Emperor's power expired. Mu Chen had no intention of wasting time. With a thought, his suppressed aura spread out in an instant, like a towering sword raised in fury against the heavens, blanketing all directions and enveloping all of Qing Mountain Town.

Aaaah!

In the blink of an eye, the dense crowds in every direction were all forced flat onto the ground. Under the terrifying aura radiating from Mu Chen, they could not even lift their heads.

Yet the cries and wails of agony came from Mu Zhuo, who had received a little special attention from Mu Chen.

People said the Mu Clan was iron-blooded and tyrannical, but this eldest young master of the Mu Clan was the complete opposite—a worthless coward through and through.

Only the Dou Ling remained standing in the area, gritting his teeth as he held on. But he was drenched in sweat, the bluestone beneath his feet had cracked, and his body swayed unsteadily.

Mu Chen snorted. He had no intention of showing respect for the old or care for the young. The pressure of his aura intensified and crashed down, and the Dou Ling could no longer endure it, collapsing onto the ground.

Through his tears, Mu Zhuo struggled to raise his head. A pair of feet appeared before his eyes. Looking up with his tiny eyes, he saw the cold-faced Mu Chen slowly crouch before him.

"I was wrong, sir! Spare me! I was blind and offended you earlier. Please, for my father's sake, spare my life!"

Mu Zhuo's face was smeared with black dust. His nose had been flattened against the ground and was bleeding. Not a trace of his former arrogance remained.

"Who the hell is your father? Why should I give him face? Even if your father were standing before me, he still wouldn't amount to anything."

Mu Chen's words stunned Mu Zhuo. All this time, no matter what mistake he made, as long as he invoked his Dou Wang father, even members of the Jia Ma Imperial Family and the Misty Cloud Sect would yield him some respect. But now, it seemed he had run into someone he could not afford to provoke.

"Your Excellency is a Dou Emperor. Isn't it somewhat beneath you to bully the young?

"The Jia Ma Imperial Family ordered our young master to guard the Qing Mountain Town region and stop the magic beasts from running rampant. Could Your Excellency spare our young master for the sake of that person from the imperial family?"

The old Dou Ling guard was horrified by Mu Chen's strength. Anyone who could crush him to the ground with aura alone was certainly one of the exceedingly rare Dou Emperors of the Jia Ma Empire.

He could only subtly invoke the imperial family's pillar of support. That man's strength had long reached an unfathomable level, and rumors said he had already broken through the barrier of Dou Emperor and stepped into the legendary realm of Dou Zong.

Mu Chen gave a scornful laugh, pointed at the weeping Mu Zhuo, and said mockingly, "Do you think that old fellow Jia Xing Tian would come looking for trouble with me over a pile of mud?

"I will kill him. I'm petty by nature, and I never leave revenge overnight."

The old guard gritted his teeth, removed his Storage Ring, and pleaded, "Your Excellency Dou Emperor, our young master may have spoken improperly, but his crime does not warrant death.

"I am willing to trade all my possessions for our young master's life."

Mu Chen glanced sideways at the old guard and praised, "You truly are loyal. Great clans really do know how to cultivate their people.

"You're right. This pile of mud hasn't really offended me much. But what difference is there between offending Xiao Yi Xian and offending me?"

With that, Mu Chen's foot came down. With a smack, only a headless corpse convulsing on the ground remained.

Mu Chen's eyes narrowed. Master Yao of Wanyao Pavilion let out a terrified scream before the overwhelming pressure crushed him into a puddle of blood. With a flick of his finger, a streak of Dou Qi shot through the air with a pfft, piercing the old Dou Ling guard's head.

The slaughter shocked the entire scene into silence!

After giving them a rough sweep and meeting countless terrified gazes, Mu Chen said coldly, "At least half of you have received Xiao Yi Xian's careful kindness in the past, yet now you repay kindness with enmity. You've completely forgotten her past favors. You're all a pack of ungrateful wolves.

"I originally intended to slaughter every last one of you, but killing you would only dirty my eyes. Get lost."

After withdrawing his aura, Mu Chen walked over to Xiao Yi Xian, waved a hand before her face, and grinned shamelessly. "I know I'm dashing and magnificent, but you don't need to be this captivated. Silly girl, snap out of it."

"You're the silly girl! I'm warning you, don't say bad things about me, or I'll bite you to death," Xiao Yi Xian said with feigned ferocity, her eyes brimming with tenderness as she looked at Mu Chen.

"That old Mu She actually got poisoned to death by you. That saves me the trouble.

"I'm planning to leave Qing Mountain Town. Come with me."

Mu Chen looked directly into Xiao Yi Xian's eyes, speaking sincerely as he held out his hand.

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know. I have no destination. Are you willing to come with me?"

"Ever since I learned that I possess the Woeful Poison Body, I planned to travel to the Chu Yun Empire. But seeing how lonely and pitiful someone looks, I'll reluctantly go with him."

"Wow, then I really should thank you for your mercy. But aren't you afraid I'll sell you off the moment I get the chance?"

"You wouldn't dare! Be careful, or I'll poison you to death."

Rolling her eyes at Mu Chen, Xiao Yi Xian knew that this guy loved taking verbal advantage of her. Yet now that she had truly decided to leave the town where she had lived for years, her eyes were filled with melancholy. This place held too many of her memories.

Mu Chen gently touched Xiao Yi Xian's hair and said with a smile, "Even if we leave, this will still be Qing Mountain Town, the starting point of our journey.

"Don't be so sentimental. It's not as though we'll never return."

Xiao Yi Xian slapped Mu Chen's hand away in annoyance, then said, "Do you remember the herb-gathering spot I mentioned before? It's a treasure land that produces medicinal herbs. Many rare herbs from the outside world can be found there.

"Since we're about to leave, we should gather as much as we can. Otherwise, it would be such a waste."

Mu Chen nodded. As an alchemist now, he was in urgent need of medicinal herbs. Since he had the chance to stock up, he naturally would not let it pass.

After Mu Chen left hand in hand with Xiao Yi Xian, a gray figure flashed away from a rooftop.