"Fuck, that was close!"
On the Borderlands Battlefield, a streak of golden light flashed swiftly into a dense forest.
Jin Jiuxiao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, hurriedly concealed his aura, and slipped toward demon territory at top speed.
"Ninth Young Master! Ninth Young Master! Are you all right?"
The Red-Haired Elder flew over hurriedly from ahead, looking Jin Jiuxiao over with concern.
Jin Jiuxiao shot him an irritated glare.
"When I was fighting that human martial artist just now, you old bird fled fast enough. What are you coming to fawn over me for now?"
The Red-Haired Elder looked embarrassed. "Ninth Young Master, that man killed four Grandmasters in quick succession. His strength was terrifying.
Wouldn't I have just been serving myself up on a platter if I'd gone in?"
The Red-Haired Elder put on a flattering expression again.
"Besides, with you taking action yourself, there was even less for this old servant to do.
By the way, Ninth Young Master, you must have killed that human martial artist, right?"
Jin Jiuxiao looked at the elder, took a deep breath, and swallowed his curses. His expression turned grave instead.
"Uncle, you probably won't believe this, but that human brat nearly slaughtered me!"
"What?!" The Red-Haired Elder's eyes widened in disbelief.
"He's so powerful that even you weren't his match, Ninth Young Master?"
Jin Jiuxiao could not help sighing. "That fellow really is formidable.
Although my cultivation is still partially sealed, my realm is still higher than his. I should have had the advantage in controlling and using my power.
Yet he suppressed me in every respect. He even outdid the movement speed I take such pride in.
I considered my talent among the very best of my generation across demon lands, aside from those few freaks from the