"The greatest pity of all was Mu Bai, the man behind the Mu Lan Pavilion! That fellow wasn't very old, but he was a real fierce one. As soon as he returned from the Beast Territory, he slapped the mighty Kunling Sect in the face, defeating two of its outstanding Sect-Inheriting Prodigies in succession. He even challenged Rao Lin, the Jialan Sect's Human Emperor Successor, to a fight. Unfortunately, before their battle could reach any conclusion, the Holy Son of the Qianyuan Sacred Land provoked him."
"Oh, surely he wouldn't have dared attack a Sacred Land's Holy Son?"
Mu Bai feigned ignorance, waiting to hear how this attendant would describe him.
"You're wrong there. How could our fierce fellow tolerate that brat's arrogance? Besides, he'd intercepted two of his wives. His fury over those beauties rose until it lifted his crown, and right before two Dao Spirit Realm experts from the Qianyuan Sacred Land, he detonated his own Inner World and blasted that Holy Son half to death."
"Then he really was a fierce one..."
"Fierce, and hard to kill. Everyone thought he'd died after detonating his Inner World, but he turned up in the Eastern Nether Great Tribe not long ago. He was truly sinister, vicious, and ruthless. He slaughtered over a thousand cultivators of every rank in the Eastern Nether Great Tribe, all the way up to the Clan Patriarch and Chief of Fangs, then strung their corpses together and flew them behind him like kites for fun. Nobody living would have dared approach that scene. He was like a demon walking the earth. Luckily, he had a decent clan uncle who talked and pleaded with him until he finally spared the Eastern Nether Great Tribe's elderly, weak, women, and children..."
Cup after cup of tea went down