Junior Brother Chu Was Hunting Cultivators Too? (Double Bonus Update for Monthly Votes)

"You've got some nerve!"

Chen Wangming roared, his eyes bloodshot. His once-refined face had twisted with fury.

He no longer cared about the small fry he had been chasing. The Flowing Light Shuttle spun in his hand and shot toward Chu Bai's face in a shrieking silver streak, carrying all his rage with it.

"Everyone, help me eliminate him first!"

His furious shout was a spark dropped into a powder keg.

No one cared about unfair shares or schemes anymore. The cooked duck had flown away—straight into the mouth of a first-year student. The humiliation of being played for fools burned away their reason.

"Kill him!"

"You arrogant brat! Spit out the Killing Intent!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Spiritual light flared in a riot of colors.

More than a dozen Spell Arts erupted almost at once. Fireballs fell like rain, water arrows stood thick as a forest, and wooden spikes swarmed like locusts. The attacks swept toward Chu Bai like a tide, sealing off every route of escape.

Even a Qi Refining Mid-Stage Demon Beast would likely have been blasted to pieces by that concentrated barrage.

But Chu Bai was ready.

He had expected this from the moment he made his move.

"Want to keep me here? It won't be that easy."

The corner of Chu Bai's mouth lifted. The Fire Element Ring beneath his feet blazed crimson, and he became a flickering phantom.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

He wove through the dense rain of Spell Arts, twisting and darting at strange angles. A Fireball that seemed certain to hit grazed his sleeve. A sharp water arrow severed only a few strands of hair.

Even when several wide-ranging Spell Arts came at him with no room to dodge—

Hum!

A deep-blue Origin Guard Shield sprang up, standing firm amid the onslaught like