"These people are so arrogant! They're just in the top three of the Golden Core Ranking, what's so great about them? How dare they provoke Senior Brother Holy Son like this!"
"Yes, they called us frogs in a well, but I think they're the frogs in the well! If Senior Brother Holy Son were here, they probably wouldn't dare to be so arrogant."
"Senior Brother Luo Yuan, should we tell Senior Brother Holy Son about this and let him teach them a lesson?"
Several disciples of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land couldn't help but grit their teeth as they looked at Zhou Suyi, who was arrogant and domineering on the high platform.
Even though Zhou Suyi was an incredibly beautiful woman, she now seemed utterly repulsive to them.
Luo Yuan's expression was also somewhat unpleasant, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go back first and tell Senior Brother Holy Son about this, and see what he has to say."
The other disciples nodded in agreement.
Although Zhou Suyi and her group were indeed annoying, they had to admit that the other side was strong enough that they were no match for them.
However, just as Luo Yuan and his group were about to leave, a mocking voice suddenly came from the crowd.
"Oh, isn't this the chosen one of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land? What, those people provoked your Holy Son so much, can you swallow this insult?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Yuan and the others couldn't help but frown, and then turned their heads to look.
Immediately, several figures were seen parting the crowd and approaching; they turned out to be disciples of the Free and Carefree Holy Land.
Among the disciples of the Carefree Holy Land were two members of the Lin Clan.
Luo Yuan's expression immediately darkened when he saw these people.
He stared at the person who had spoken and said coldly, " Mo Xiu, what do you mean?"
Mo Xiu said sarcastically, "It doesn't mean anything, it just feels a little ridiculous."
He glanced sideways at Luo Yuan and his group, his expression full of disdain and sneer, "You are disciples of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, and now your Holy Son has been publicly provoked like this."
"Not only do you not dare to make a move, but you also plan to cower and leave like cowards. How ridiculous!"
Mo Xiu paused slightly at this point, and without waiting for Luo Yuan to speak, continued, "And your Holy Son is quite laughable too."
"When he dealt with the Tianjiao of my generation in the Eastern Wasteland, how domineering, how arrogant, and how ruthless he was?"
"What? Faced with such humiliation and provocation from outside cultivators, they don't even dare to show their faces. Could it be that he's just a bully who preys on the weak and fears the strong, bullying us native cultivators of the Eastern Wasteland?"
Mo Xiu's words were undeniably venomous!
This not only humiliated Luo Yuan and his group, but also smeared Ye Xuan Ye Xuan's reputation, putting him directly in the spotlight.
His meaning was clear: Ye Xuan only dared to kill cultivators from the Eastern Wasteland, but not those from outside the region.
Upon hearing this, those with reason understood that Mo Xiu was deliberately smearing Ye Xuan Ye Xuan setting a trap for him, with the aim of forcing Ye Xuan to take action, or even kill him, thereby offending those external forces.
But those brainless fools would think that Ye Xuan only dares to bully cultivators from the Eastern Wasteland, but not from cultivators from outside the region, and that he is a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong.
In this way, Ye Xuan's reputation would be ruined.
It's fair to say that whether Ye Xuan intervenes or not, he won't gain any advantage.
After all, it's the outside cultivators who are bullying the cultivators of the Eastern Wasteland right now. Those outside cultivators are really too arrogant, and they have already aroused the public outrage of the younger generation in the Eastern Wasteland.
Amidst this uproar, if Ye Xuan, with his strength, didn't intervene, those brainless idiots would probably drown Ye Xuan in their spittle.
Luo Yuan was no fool either; he could easily see through Mo Xiu's malicious intentions.
In an instant, he became enraged!
With a loud boom, Luo Yuan's aura suddenly erupted, and he took a step forward, shouting in a deep voice, " Mo Xiu, are you looking for trouble?"
Mo Xiu, however, remained calm and composed, instantly stepping back and saying with a faint smile, "No, I'm just stating the facts."
"Furthermore, now that cultivators from outside are provoking your Holy Son, instead of dealing with them, you intend to attack me. What is the meaning of this?"
After saying that, Mo Xiu smiled knowingly, and without another word, turned and left.
Luo Yuan watched Mo Xiu's departing figure, clenching his fists involuntarily, his face turning terrifyingly gloomy.
The other disciples of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land were also gritting their teeth, their faces extremely ugly.
At the same time, a cacophony of noise rose and fell from the surroundings.
"Where is Holy Son Ye? The cultivators from outside are so arrogant, we can't beat them, so we can only endure it. But Holy Son Ye has the strength, yet he doesn't make a move. Why is that?"
"Yes, Holy Son Ye was so capable of killing and fighting before, how could he falter at this crucial moment? Is he only good at bullying the weak and fearing the strong, a coward only to his own kind?"
"Hmph, to be publicly humiliated and challenged like this, and not even dare to raise your head? Bah! This is supposed to be a Holy Son?"
Some of the brain-dead cultivators, their eyes red with righteous indignation, were spitting as they spoke.
The way they looked at Luo Yuan and his group of disciples from the Ancient Desolate Holy Land had changed; it had become somewhat hostile and antagonistic.
Upon hearing these words, Luo Yuan's expression darkened further, and he stared intently at one of them.
He recognized the man; he was a servant of the Lin Clan.
Clearly, the other party is deliberately stirring up trouble.
At the same time, Zhou Suyi, who was on the high platform, naturally saw what was happening below.
Her phoenix eyes swept over Luo Yuan, then she extended a slender, jade-like finger, pointing it at Luo Yuan arrogantly, and said:
"A disciple of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land? Perfect. Ye Xuan isn't coming out, is he? Since he won't come out, then I'll force him to."
"You, get up here!"
These words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly causing a huge uproar at the scene.
Countless people stared in shock at Zhou Suyi, their mouths agape.
Luo Yuan is indeed very strong, even a monstrous Tianjiao on the Golden Core Ranking, but compared to Zhou Suyi, he is far inferior.
Zhou Suyi's actions were not a challenge at all, but a clear act of bullying and humiliation!
"You, you--"
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the disciples from the Ancient Desolate Holy Land beside Luo Yuan turned bloodshot, filled with boundless rage.
Luo Yuan gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Zhou Suyi.
This woman is trying to humiliate him, then use him to force Ye Xuan to come out.
But can he avoid war?
As a disciple of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, if he avoids battle, how will he ever have the face to walk in the world again?
" Senior Brother Luo, no!"
" Senior Brother Luo, this woman is forcing you to lure out Senior Brother Holy Son. Don't fall for it!"
Seeing that Luo Yuan's Luo Yuan was off, the two disciples of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land quickly grabbed him tightly from both sides, while glaring fiercely at Zhou Suyi.
Zhou Suyi, however, looked down at them with an arrogant expression, amusement in her eyes, and a mocking smile on her lips.
Luo Yuan's Spiritual Qi surged, and he broke free from the grasp of his two junior brothers, saying in a deep voice, "As a disciple of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, how can I avoid battle? I, Luo Yuan, would rather die than suffer humiliation!"
He lowered his voice as he spoke, "I'll go up and fight her. You all go back and tell the elders about this, but remember not to inform Senior Brother Holy Son yet."