What!?
No one, including Shentu Feng, expected that Xing Yunxiao's first words upon arrival would be like this.
After uttering his first sentence, Xing Yunxiao gradually adjusted his embarrassed expression and quickly and smoothly continued speaking.
"In that case, I will also cover the cost of the healing pills and Spirit Stone for these fellow Daoists. Let's turn hostility into friendship, shall we?"
As he spoke, he subtly glanced at the third floor of the restaurant out of the corner of his eye, observing Qu Youmeng's expression.
During his trip to the Heavenly Abyss Secret Realm, he gained nothing else, but the one thing he remembered was that he must not provoke this female fiend!
In his eyes, none of the Ten Saints of the Primordial Holy Heaven posed much of a threat.
She is the one person you absolutely must not mess with.
Behind him, everyone in Southern Li Holy Heaven was stunned, staring at Xing Yunxiao's figure in disbelief, as if they were seeing a hallucination!
This is absolutely absurd!
They... apologized to the worthless beings of the Primordial Holy Heaven?
What's going on?! Has Senior Brother Xing been possessed? Isn't he the one who looks down on good-for-nothings the most?!
When did Xing Yunxiao, who was usually so cold and aloof, become like this? This is just not right!
"Senior Brother Xing, it's them..." Zhou Xun couldn't help but step forward and speak.
However, before he could finish speaking, Xing Yunxiao, who was standing in front of him, suddenly turned around and stared intently at him.
"Shut up! Who gives you the right to speak here?"
Those narrow eyes held an almost murderous coldness that made Zhou Xu feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. It also confirmed to him that Senior Brother Xing was still the same Senior Brother Xing. Apart from his attitude towards the Primordial Holy Heaven, nothing else had changed. He was still the same person who would not tolerate anyone offending his dignity.
But... why specifically the Primordial Holy Heaven?
Zhou Xu didn't understand.
What is there to fear or be wary of in the Primordial Holy Heaven?
Shentu Feng was unable to recover from his daze for a long time.
To be honest, when Xing Yunxiao arrived, he was almost prepared for a tough battle. After all, he had heard of Xing Yunxiao's reputation as a battle maniac. However, he did not expect that the other party would simply use his aura to neutralize his pressure and then apologize and admit defeat!
Don't even mention Zhou Xu not knowing what was going on; he had no idea either!
At present, this battle cannot be fought.
Shentu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't want to go to war with Xing Yunxiao unless it was absolutely necessary.
If the two of them fight, someone will definitely get injured. The second round of the competition is just around the corner, and he can't afford to falter at this point...
Thinking of this, Shentu Feng's heart stirred slightly.
Perhaps Xing Yunxiao thinks the same way?
However, he didn't know what Xing Yunxiao was thinking, but the current result was good nonetheless.
Shentu Feng pursed his lips and also spoke up to make peace.
"No... it's nothing wrong. It was our people, the Primordial Holy Heaven, who were at fault to begin with..."
Upon hearing this, Xing Yunxiao gave a slight smirk.
He absolutely doesn't want to stay here any longer.
Forcing himself to apologize against his own nature made him feel extremely uncomfortable, like he was sitting on pins and needles.
Moreover, Qu Youmeng was watching him from the third floor. Just thinking about how he and that guy surnamed Ke were dealt with made him feel even worse, and his desire to leave quickly continued to grow stronger.
Seeing that Shentu Feng relented, he quickly said, "Since that's the case, then it was all a misunderstanding. We'll take our leave first, and I'll send someone to deliver the things we agreed on later."
"Walk."
Zhou Xu, standing behind him, opened his mouth as if to say something, but upon meeting Xing Yunxiao's gaze, he instantly shut his mouth, unable to utter a single word. He gritted his teeth, followed Xing Yunxiao's figure, and turned to leave.
They both left, and the other students from Southern Li Holy Heaven didn't stay behind either, hurrying to follow.
A group of people hurriedly left, seemingly afraid of offending someone and being questioned at any moment.
but...
They are from the Southern Li Holy Heaven.
but...
"Could it be... that Senior Brother Shentu is too strong and scared them away?"
The students of the Primordial Holy Heaven were initially puzzled, but then some students in the crowd whispered their doubts, their tone half-believing and half-doubting.
His words left many in the crowd deep in thought.
"That seems to make sense..."
"Both are at the Thearch Realm Third Layer, Senior Brother Shentu is so amazing!"
"As expected of Senior Brother Shentu!"
"Senior Brother Shentu is simply the pride of our Primordial Holy Heaven! He's too strong!"
They were usually looked down upon by other Holy Heaven, but this was the first time that a prodigy from Holy Heaven had apologized to them.
Several students felt extremely relieved, and even the student who had been beaten felt that his injuries didn't hurt as much anymore.
Shentu Feng's performance in the first round and Southern Li's defeat instantly convinced all the trainees.
That's the only way.
After all, if Shentu Feng didn't scare Xing Yunxiao away, what else could it be?
Surrounded by a group of students looking at him with adoration, Shentu Feng slightly twitched the corners of his mouth and spoke to comfort and show concern for the injured students, but he still felt very strange.
Will it scare them away?
He didn't think he could do it.
Xing Yunxiao's reputation is one thing, but in the one exchange just now, although there was no real conflict, at the very least, his opponent was definitely not a weakling that he could defeat in one blow.
However, the other trainees are right. If he didn't retreat because he realized he was no match, could it be because he changed his personality?
Or perhaps...
Subconsciously, Shentu Feng had a sudden thought and looked up at the second floor of the restaurant, which had a large hole in it, scanning the area up and down.
Broken wood shavings from the second floor hung precariously from the edge of the wall.
Looking up, the window on the third floor was open, but there was nothing there except for a single, vibrant purple violet flower in full bloom.
There is nothing else.
Shentu Feng paused, then slowly withdrew his gaze.
He let out a soft breath and shook his head helplessly.
It seems I was just overthinking things...
That makes sense... No matter what, I was the second place in the first round, while Xing Yunxiao wasn't even on the list. Maybe he just felt he couldn't compare to me. If I showed weakness or got injured during the match, it wouldn't be good for the rest of the competition.
Besides, he was the head of the Ten Saints of the Primordial Holy Heaven!
Gradually, Shentu Feng's smile widened, a confident and arrogant expression flashing across his face, making him even more unrestrained.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts, amidst the gradually dispersing crowd, the tall man in black smirked, his gaze sweeping over another white-clad Sword Fairy before settling on the purple-clad woman beside him. He raised an eyebrow and secretly transmitted his voice.
"Junior sister, that person keeps glancing in your direction with a shifty look. Do you two know each other?"
Although Wang Yan uttered a question, his tone was very certain.
Xing Yunxiao is quite strong; barring any unforeseen circumstances, he is unlikely to be defeated so easily.
His aggressive demeanor when he arrived showed that he had no intention of downplaying the matter.
Everything changed after he saw Qu Youmeng on the third floor.
Upon hearing this, Qu Youmeng smiled faintly, her tone composed.
"We met once."
"Just a defeated opponent."