Wayfarer

Chapter 814: The Shocked Saint

Chapter 814: The Shocked Saint

"Saint Lun Hui?" Xiao Nanfeng frowned.

As the Eastern Aspect, he possessed an extensive information network that gave him detailed knowledge on world affairs at large. He naturally knew of Saint Lun Hui by name, but he rarely revealed himself and there was little information about him. However, anyone who qualified for sainthood clearly had unimaginable power.

His subordinates were equally dismayed. The overseer possessed incredible strength; the fact that he was also a saint would make him even stronger. No wonder he had been able to trap all of them with nothing more than a beam of white light.

Lan Yaoguang tightened her grip on Xiao Nanfeng's hand, her face anxious and worried.

"Don't worry. With me around, everything will be fine." Xiao Nanfeng patted her hand in reassurance.

Lan Yaoguang nodded.

For some reason, whenever Xiao Nanfeng was by her side, it was very easy for her to calm down.

Saint Lun Hui chuckled coldly. "Xiao Nanfeng, do you really think you should be comforting my woman when you're about to die? You truly have no sense of self-preservation."

Xiao Nanfeng's expression turned cold. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I said, Lan Yaoguang is my woman. Didn't you hear me?" Saint Lun Hui scoffed.

"Saint Lun Hui, I have no interest in you!" Lan Yaoguang thundered.

Saint Lun Hui laughed. "You should consider yourself lucky that you've caught my eye. Unlike the Shangqing hierarch, who only cared about your Cursebane Sword, I'm interested in your beauty. Any woman I'm interested in will be mine."

"Dream on!"

"Now, now. There's no need for such anger. The women I take a liking to often react the same way at first—but now they all kneel at my feet and call me Master. I don't need something as inferior as a talisman of infatuation to train you to obey my whims." Saint Lun Hui's eyes gleamed lecherously.

Lan Yaoguang's anger intensified. As she opened her mouth to hurl another insult, Xiao Nanfeng pulled her back. "Yaoguang, don't waste your time with him. He's about to die, after all."

Lan Yaoguang glanced at Xiao Nanfeng in confusion.

Saint Lun Hui narrowed his eyes. "Xiao Nanfeng, have you gone crazy?"

Xiao Nanfeng's expression remained calm. "If you hadn't revealed yourself to be a saint, I wouldn't have known how to deal with you—but now that you've exposed your identity, you're the one who's going to suffer."

Saint Lun Hui laughed. "Ha! As if you'd be able to handle me more easily because of my identity! You must be going insane."

He waved a hand. Nearly two hundred superior yin pearls and an endless horde of blue-furred monsters rushed toward them. The sheer numbers alone made Lan Yaoguang panic.

Xiao Nanfeng, on the other hand, didn't seem fearful at all. "Did you forget what happened to Saint Chi Hai?"

"What?" Saint Lun Hui suddenly paused as he thought of something.

All the superior yin pearls and blue-furred monsters halted where they stood.

"The Heavenly Emperor himself killed Saint Chi Hai. Do you really think you ought to be flaunting your powers or attempting to kill a Cardinal Aspect of the Imperial Court? He might tolerate other troublemakers, but he won't show any mercy to saints."

"You—" Saint Lun Hui's face turned dark.

"My other body's reporting to the Heavenly Emperor within the Sieve of Heaven right this moment. He's likely aware that you've trapped me here. Go on—attack me! Let's see if the Heavenly Emperor will overlook this." Xiao Nanfeng smiled.

Instead, he needed to project his authority and augment the saint's fear.

"Ha! Convenient for you, isn't it? You don't dare make a move on me, so you expect me to provide a solution on your behalf."

"Are you too afraid to propose a solution?" the saint demanded.

"Afraid? Hardly. If you want to resolve our grudge, then let's fight."

"Oh?" Saint Lun Hui narrowed his eyes.

He was still probing Xiao Nanfeng. If Xiao Nanfeng intended to run, that would imply that he was bluffing. Xiao Nanfeng, however, seemed to be doing nothing of the sort. Yu Fuli must really have been watching if Xiao Nanfeng dared to act this boldly.

"How do you propose we fight?" Saint Lun Hui demanded.

With a flick of his wrist, Xiao Nanfeng produced a black coffin.

"These Enlightenment Grounds are your territory, so I have no intention of fighting here. We can fight inside this black coffin. You've been there before. We'll duel inside, relying solely on our abilities—a fight to the death."

"The black coffin hidden realm?" Saint Lun Hui frowned.

Xiao Nanfeng pushed open the coffin lid, revealing an opening within.

Saint Lun Hui cast a beam of white light into the coffin as he scanned its interior. After a moment, the beam of white light shot back out.

"Well? I'm hardly so underhanded as to set up traps or ambushes," Xiao Nanfeng replied disdainfully.

Saint Lun Hui narrowed his eyes at Xiao Nanfeng. He was, indeed, telling the truth.

"Just you and me?" he asked.

"I'll be using the Immortal Emperor of Dahan's physical body and taking a subordinate with me, while you'll use your two avatars. Everyone else will wait outside the coffin," Xiao Nanfeng replied.

"Oh?" Saint Lun Hui raised an eyebrow.

"If you're unwilling to do so, that's fine. Attack me however you want. Summon the power of these Enlightenment Grounds and do your worst!" Xiao Nanfeng smiled coldly.

Saint Lun Hui frowned. He didn't want to fight any longer, but he couldn't bear to walk away just like that. He was a saint, after all.

"Very well. You chose this yourself. I'm sure Yu Fuli wouldn't be inclined to protect you from your own recklessness," Saint Lun Hui said coldly.

Lan Yaoguang and the others were still trapped in the Enlightenment Grounds, which was filled with a large number of his subordinates. He wasn't afraid that Xiao Nanfeng would pull a trick.

Xiao Nanfeng clasped Lan Yaoguang's hand. "Don't worry. Wait for me to come out."

Lan Yaoguang could sense Xiao Nanfeng stuffing something into her hand. She took it firmly and nodded as she pretended that nothing was amiss. "I'll be waiting."

Only then did Xiao Nanfeng take possession of the Immortal Emperor of Dahan's body once more. He turned to Saint Lun Hui. "Let's go, then!"

Xiao Nanfeng and Tu Feng stepped into the black coffin hidden realm.

Saint Lun Hui's two avatars frowned. He couldn't help but feel an odd sense of foreboding, but he could hardly turn back at this point. He grunted and entered the black coffin as well.

The moment his two avatars entered the black coffin hidden realm, the black coffin's lid slammed shut.