Xiao Chen: Martial Uncle, Wait, This Is Junior Brother Wang's Time to Shine

Hehehehe...

A sinister, hoarse laugh echoed from the giant pit.

The laughter sent chills down the spines of many present, but more were puzzled; they had seen all sorts of scenes, big and small.

This is the first time anyone has ever seen someone who can laugh even after being brutally beaten.

Mo Yu frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Mo Wuxin, you're about to die, how can you still laugh?"

The laughter stopped abruptly after the words were spoken.

Mo Wuxin slowly stood up from the giant pit. He was covered in blood and surrounded by a terrifying demonic aura.

He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, revealing a chilling smile, "Don't call me Mo Wuxin, call me the Demon, call me the Devil Master!"

"Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon!"

The Eighth Prince of Great Yu exclaimed in surprise. As the direct grandson of Half-Saint, he had naturally heard of things that ordinary people had never heard of.

Hehehehe...

Mo Wuxin —no, the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon— laughed even more maniacally when he heard someone reveal his origins.

"Indeed, I am the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon Devil Master speak of. It is thanks to you that I severely injured the owner of this Devil Master that I had the opportunity to descend upon this continent. As a reward for you, I will make you all my food, and together with Devil Master, rule the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon unleashed a terrifying demonic aura, sweeping towards Mo Wuxin's direct descendants from the Heavenly Saber Manor.

"No, Ancestor, please don't!"

With a bloodcurdling scream, Mo Wuxin's direct descendants turned into skeletons in an instant.

Mo Wuxin had also completely transformed into a Devil Creature, losing all semblance of human appearance.

This sudden turn of events caught everyone present off guard, and some cultivators with weaker abilities immediately turned and fled.

"Demon! The Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon are here! Run!"

Even a powerful figure like the Eighth Prince of the Great Yu paled and shouted, "Retreat! This is a Devil Master at the Half-Saint level! Without Half-Saint, no one can stop this Devil Master!"

This loud shout startled the already uneasy crowd of onlookers, who then turned tail and ran.

On a solitary peak.

Upon witnessing this scene, Mountain-Moving Marquis unleashed the sacred artifact given to him by the academy headmaster, intending to suppress the Devil Master with a single blow.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen raised his hand to stop Mountain-Moving Marquis: "Uncle-Master, please wait."

Mountain-Moving Marquis looked at Xiao Chen with a puzzled expression and asked, "Junior Nephew Xiao, what do you mean by this? If this Devil Creature slaughters everyone here, we will be held accountable by the Dean, and even your title as a prospective Holy Son will be revoked."

All the holy lands of the Heavenly Profound Continent have reached a consensus: any Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon encountered must be killed; any holy land that colludes with Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon will be exterminated.

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "It's just a mere Devil Master, why bother you to use the sacred artifact left behind by the Dean? Just give it to Junior Brother Little Fatty, after all, he's the protagonist today."

Mountain-Moving Marquis seemed to have realized something, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. "I was too nervous. It's likely that Junior Nephew Wang has a trump card left to him by Chief Chu."

Xiao Chen didn't speak, but nodded slightly, and turned his gaze back to the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon.

For some reason, the divine sword in his hand suddenly felt an urge to be drawn and suppress the Devil Master, but Xiao Chen suppressed this urge with his divine sense.

Outside the Heavenly Saber Manor, Mo Yu's expression grew even more solemn upon hearing the words of the Eighth Prince of Great Yu. He turned to Wang Baole and said, "Le'er, you go first. Leave this to Grandpa."

Wang Baole was moved when he saw his grandfather's back standing in front of him; he could sense that his grandfather was prepared to die.

He took half a step forward and said with a smile, "Grandpa, things haven't gotten out of control yet. You don't need to put yourself in danger. Leave it to your grandson to handle."

"No!"

Mo Yu reached out and firmly stopped her grandson, not giving Wang Baole a chance to take the risk.

This scene was witnessed by the Devil Race, who let out that chilling laugh again, "Hehehe... What a touching scene! You two, grandfather and grandson, rest assured, I will not let any of you escape today. I will ensure that your whole family departs safely."

The Eighth Prince of Great Yu felt his heart bleed at the sight. He couldn't understand why Wang Baole, who usually seemed so clever, would act like a hero at a time like this.

If you die, wouldn't our Great Yu Dynasty have made a wasted trip and lost many elite troops?

He turned his gaze to Nangong Yu beside him and said, "Yu'er, you've made the wrong bet this time."

Nangong Yu turned to the Eighth Prince and smiled slightly, "Eighth Imperial Uncle, how do you know that Yu'er bet on the wrong horse? The real show hasn't even started yet."

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The Eighth Prince looked at Nangong Yu with a completely bewildered expression.

"You little brat, how dare you talk to your uncle like that?"

Nangong Yu laughed and said, "If you're scared, Uncle, then you should retreat first. If you miss witnessing the Great Sage's sword strike because of this, don't say Yu'er didn't warn you."

"You mean that the person from the Dao-Seeking Academy is here too?"

The Eighth Prince's mind worked quickly, and he immediately thought of Half-Saint Chu from the Dao-Seeking Academy.

Nangong Yu said, "Such a small matter is not something Chief Chu would deign to attend in person."

Eighth Prince: "..."

I feel like you're making fun of me, but I have no proof.

As the two were talking, the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon made its move.

With a casual grab, a Heavenly Devil appeared and slammed down towards Wang Baole and his grandson.

Mo Yu instinctively wanted to swing his knife, but that claw attack rendered him utterly incapable of resisting.

Just then, he suddenly heard Wang Baole shout, "Master, help me!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu turned around and saw that Wang Baole had taken out a jade pendant.

Clang!

With a sword cry, a point of sword light appeared first, followed by a dazzling display of sword light that shot straight into the sky.

That sword Heaven Piercer, and all was silent.

The cultivators who had already run dozens of miles away stopped in their tracks upon hearing the sound of the sword and turned to look.

All the onlookers saw was an unstoppable Sword Qi piercing through the demonic claw in the sky, and at the same time, piercing through the body of the Outer Realm Devil lord.

Silence. The entire room was completely silent.

All eyes were on the Devil Master, eager to know what would happen next.

The Devil Master subconsciously glanced down at its chest. Seeing that its heart had been pierced by the Sword Qi, it murmured, "The... the Great Sage's Sword... I... I am not reconciled..."

Before it could finish speaking, its body was swallowed by the sword light and vanished into nothingness. A dark, demonic seed flew out from Mo Wuxin's body and fled towards the horizon.

"Snort!"

Wang Baole sneered, "Do you think you can escape?"

With that, he activated the Sword Jade once more, clang!

With a flash of sword light, the demonic creatures on the horizon were instantly reduced to ashes.

call...

Seeing this, Wang Baole breathed a sigh of relief and said to Mo Yu in front of him, "Grandpa, we won."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu finally snapped out of his shock. His face showed neither the elation of victory nor the relief of escaping death, but rather a deep sense of confusion. He blurted out instinctively, "Le'er, how did you do that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to Wang Baole...