The Confucian Way to Sagehood
Chapter 1887

The Palace Gates Opened

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"Insolence!"

"Utter nonsense! If you weren't a Void Sage of the Human Race, we'd have seized you and sliced you into a thousand pieces long ago! How dare your Human Race lay a finger on the Ice Emperor Palace?"

"The Ice Emperor Palace was where our ancestors lived! How would you react if I named Sage Kong's tomb as my price?"

"You disgrace the title of Void Sage of the Human Race! You're worse than pigs and dogs!"

The Ice Clan members unleashed a torrent of abuse, especially the old diehards who considered their bloodlines noble. They exhausted every foul word they knew.

The Demon Barbarians stood to one side, enjoying the spectacle.

The other humans were somewhat taken aback. Whatever humans said about the Ice Clan behind their backs was one thing, but publicly treating someone else's ancestral tomb as merchandise to barter was rather too flagrant a breach of propriety. After all, Bing Tong and the other Ice Clan members had not insulted Fang Yun first.

Fang Yun merely smiled calmly, a faint hint of mockery in his smile.

"Void Sage Fang, you have insulted our Ice Clan's ancestors. You must apologize to us! Otherwise, this king swears he will not let the matter rest!" An Ice Clan Great Demon King a full ten feet tall stepped forward, holding a crude metal rod. Its material was unknown, and blue patterns marked its black surface. A small, dark-red bloodstain lay at the tip.

No snowflake came within fifty feet of the rod, and even the Ice Clan members dared not approach it.

Fang Yun took just one look at the rod and felt as though an invisible force was about to snatch his heart away.

"Your name should be Bing Han, esteemed Great Demon King, correct? Put down that

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