Chapter 275: A Bold Move

Chapter 275: A Bold Move

This is the Chief Attendant's Mansion.

The so-called Chief Attendant, in simple terms, is the one who serves directly before the deity!

The term "attendant" can be understood as an attendant or guard.

How could the attendants or guards of a deity be ordinary people?

First and foremost, they must possess exceptional martial arts skills.

In the early days of the remnants' community, selecting an attendant required not only exceptional martial arts skills but also exceptional talent and scholarly knowledge.

Only by combining these two could one qualify for the position.

Subsequently, to rise in status, one had to undergo rigorous trials to reach the position of Chief Attendant.

However, over time, this has undergone various evolutions.

Nowadays, the Chief Attendant is based solely on martial arts ability.

Not only must one surpass their peers, but they must also become the foremost martial artist among all attendants to attain this esteemed position.

The Chief Attendant is responsible for managing all internal and external matters of the remnants' temple, overseeing the internal and external security of White Tiger City.

In terms of status and position, they are second only to one, commanding respect from all.

Above them, there is only the High Priestess, who wields the power of life and death.

This is why, when Bai Yong spoke, although his words were polite, there was always an authoritative tone in his voice.

When the master holds a high position, their subordinates naturally act with greater authority.

At least within the boundaries of White Tiger City, apart from the Great Xuan Dynasty, which once forced them to change their names and change the Emperor's Heart Technique to the Amber Scripture, no one has truly been able to subdue them.

Neither the Fallen Phoenix Alliance nor the Wusheng Hall has ever been regarded seriously by them.

Now, although Su Mo is known as the top figure in the Eastern Wasteland, this Chief Attendant still dares to disrespect him.

However, it was unexpected that Su Mo, who always treats others with goodwill, actually expects the result to be reciprocal respect.

Only then can there be an enduring friendship.

If I treat you well, but you refuse to reciprocate, truly believing that Su Mo is weak, then you have misjudged the person.

At this moment, Su Mo is truly enraged.

His internal energy resonates, his voice echoes far and wide, and everyone within the Chief Attendant's Mansion feels their heads buzzing, with a continuous ringing sound!

But the next moment, roars come from all directions.

"Who is it?"

"How dare you act so recklessly within the Chief Attendant's Mansion!?"

"Seize him!"

Amidst the shouts, figures are seen rushing in from all directions.

Su Mo's gaze swept over these people one by one, shaking his head slightly. His sleeves billowed as if caught in a gust of wind, instantly swelling up. With a single raise of his hand, the air was thick with the shadows of his fists.

The two at the forefront tried to block, but how could they?

In an instant, they lost count of the punches they endured. Before they could even launch a single move, they were already gushing blood and hurled backward.

Yet, this was merely the prelude. Su Mo turned his body and lunged forward with a palm strike.

The blistering gust from his palm, carrying an overwhelming surge of internal energy, had not even made contact when the attacker already felt a wave of heat rushing toward them. Their mouth and throat parched instantly, seared as though engulfed in flames. They hurriedly raised their hands to defend, but Su Mo's palm strike was irresistible and devastating.

The sound of air being sliced echoed, and each person returned to where they had come from.

After Su Mo had made two consecutive moves, a dragon's roar thundered from behind.

The Eight Directions Dragon Spear!

Jiao Wenhao had indeed seen correctly. After all these years, Yang Xiaoyun's martial arts had advanced by leaps and bounds.

But if we're talking about a transformative leap, it all started after Blue Wind Valley.

The Yixuan Divine Art possesses mystical and profound powers. While Su Mo was away in East City for over half a year, Yang Xiaoyun, aside from managing all the affairs of the Ziyang Escort Bureau, had poured nearly all her focus into this divine art.

She had achieved breakthrough after breakthrough and had now reached the third level.

As for her Great Upper Xuan Scripture, it harmonized seamlessly with the Yixuan Divine Art.

The Great Upper Xuan Scripture she cultivated was originally a venerable Taoist scripture.

But anything related to orthodox Taoism often has one characteristic.

Gradual and deliberate.

It doesn't take shortcuts like demonic arts, which progress quickly but risk leading to catastrophic deviation.

The longer one cultivates, the purer and deeper the foundation becomes. It builds strength like a river carving through stone, and if one cultivates like this for decades, the older one gets, the stronger the martial arts become!

Yang Xiaoyun's talent was extraordinary; she was truly a dragon in human form.

Although she had not been practicing the Great Upper Xuan Scripture for long, she had already ascended to mastery.

But in the past six months, with the assistance of the Yixuan Divine Art, her progress in the Great Upper Xuan Scripture had been even more rapid.

Her internal energy had become ever more inscrutable, with a hint of unfathomable depth.

At this moment, the Eight Directions Dragon Spear was suddenly unleashed. Dragon-shaped energy coiled around it, and at a glance, what she held in her hand was no longer the Dragon's Spear, but a savage, ravenous dragon!

Layers of cloud energy swirled around it. With a sweep of the dragon's head, blood painted the courtyard in crimson. Killing people was even more efficient than Su Mo's punches and kicks.

At this point, there was no need for further words.

What needed to be done had been done. Treating the number one expert of the Eastern Wasteland like a fool was simply asking for death.

Yang Xiaoyun's pent-up anger, which had been building since the inn, was finally being released.

For a moment, the spear's brilliance was dazzling. When it rose, it was like a divine dragon soaring into the sky; when it fell, it was like a cloud dragon extending its claws. As she moved, the surrounding area was instantly cleared.

The guards who had rushed forward were all sent flying.

Some died on the spot, while others suffered broken bones and screamed in torment.

When Yang Xiaoyun’s Dragon’s Eight Desolations Cloud-Piercing Spear was unleashed, even Su Mo had to concede that in group combat, he was outmatched by Yang Xiaoyun.

At that moment, Su Mo heard Zhen Xiaoxiao’s voice, laced with confusion:

“Weren’t we supposed to come here to eat?”

Hu Sandao, beside her, was at a loss for words. While parrying the guards’ attacks with his three signature sword moves, he said:

“Miss...”

As soon as the word left his mouth, Hu Sandao nearly choked on his words.

Looking at Zhen Xiaoxiao, whose massive, round body resembled a ball, he realized “little girl” was a poor fit for her.

After a brief pause, he continued:

“They didn’t invite us to eat—they tricked us here to steal from us.”

“What?”

Zhen Xiaoxiao, being naive and simple, had been quite looking forward to the meal.

Upon hearing this, she was furious:

“How dare they! With a house this big, they can’t even offer us a meal?

“I’ll tear this place apart!!”

With that, she barreled toward the hall, wielding her single-legged bronze weapon.

Her legs were barely visible, making her look like a massive ball rolling across the ground.

The guards were dumbfounded.

They didn’t know Zhen Xiaoxiao or her immense strength.

But they couldn’t let her rampage into the Chief Attendant’s hall.

One guard leaped forward to block her:

“Hey, fatty, cut it out!!”

“Huh?”

At first, Zhen Xiaoxiao only intended to wreck the hall, but now she was furious.

Her small eyes burned with rage.

“Who do you think you’re calling a fatty?”

As she charged, she pointed her dimpled, chubby hand.

“Of course, I’m talking about...”

The guard, oblivious to the peril, kept talking. But the ground shook, and sensing her immense power, he faltered.

Before he could speak, Zhen Xiaoxiao was upon him.

She swung her single-legged bronze weapon in a wide arc, bringing it crashing down. The guard, sensing the threat, smirked.

Zhen Xiaoxiao's moves were simple, and her flaws were easily discernible. With just a casual step and a reach of her palm, she was about to strike the guard.

But just as her palm was halfway out... the guard was gone!

Upon looking again, he was already embedded in the single-legged bronze figure.

Although Zhen Xiaoxiao's moves were simple, her strength was immense. The single-legged bronze figure, a heavy weapon, would take all someone's strength just to swing it.

Let alone such a powerful strike, changing the move was out of the question.

But Zhen Xiaoxiao was different...

The extremely heavy single-legged bronze figure was no more than a chopstick to her.

No matter how much force she used, changing the move was effortless.

The guard stepped aside, thinking he was out of danger and planning to counterattack, but he didn’t expect Zhen Xiaoxiao to suddenly switch her move mid-strike, changing from a chop to a sweep.

Who could possibly withstand this sweep?

The sheer weight of the single-legged bronze figure, combined with Zhen Xiaoxiao’s brute strength.

The guard was embedded in the single-legged bronze figure, his body twisted, almost folded in half.

Zhen Xiaoxiao screamed in fury, whirling the single-legged bronze figure like a windmill, the guard’s corpse still stuck in it, not falling off for a moment.

"You guards, you actually called me a fat pig..."

Zhen Xiaoxiao shouted, her voice almost breaking into tears, asking Su Mo:

"Boss, am I fat?"

"Fat."

Su Mo couldn’t lie to himself.

Zhen Xiaoxiao froze, then glared at the people around her: "You still dare to call me fat!!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she casually flicked the single-legged bronze figure, and the guard embedded in it slapped against the wall, instantly shattering into pieces, leaving only a bloodstain on the wall.

Zhen Xiaoxiao let out a roar and charged forward.

Anyone who stood in her way was casually batted aside by her single-legged bronze figure, sent flying in all directions, causing chaos wherever she went.

These guards were in for a world of hurt, who’d dare to face this monster?

Some pointed at Su Mo as they fled, yelling:

"We didn't say it, he did!!!"

"Calling me fat is one thing, but don’t call me a fat pig!"

Zhen Xiaoxiao charged forward, still ranting, and in an instant, she was at the entrance hall.

With a casual twist of the single-legged bronze figure, the door exploded with a loud crack, shattering into pieces.

She didn’t enter; she just wanted to take on the hall. Earlier, she had vowed to tear down the hall, and she meant to keep her word.

She was simple and straightforward, and all she cared about was keeping her word.

The bronze figure in her hand swung horizontally, and with its ferocious force, the wall was as fragile as paper, easily shattered into pieces.

In the blink of an eye, she had already reached a pillar.

With two powerful kicks, cracks appeared on the pillar.

The hall's outer eaves were mainly supported by this pillar, and it was about to be kicked down by Zhen Xiaoxiao, causing one side of the hall's roof to begin to sway precariously.

Su Mo, meanwhile, was casually fighting among the crowd, yet the guards seemed endless, appearing from nowhere.

Hearing the noise, he turned and saw the pillar in front of Zhen Xiaoxiao, his eyes lighting up.

"Xiaoyun, I can't let you have all the glory."

He suddenly uttered this, leaving Yang Xiaoyun momentarily surprised. After casually knocking away a few guards, she asked:

"What are you going to do?"

As soon as she spoke, she saw Su Mo already in front of Zhen Xiaoxiao.

With a quick motion, he pulled Zhen Xiaoxiao over and flung her to the other side: "Take down that one."

Zhen Xiaoxiao obediently went to take down the other one.

Su Mo then brought two fingers together and casually slashed, a faint sound of sharpness heard as an invisible fine line appeared on the pillar.

Without hesitation, he swung a leg horizontally, and the pillar instantly shattered with a loud crash, flying out in a rolling motion.

A group of guards who were about to catch up saw this and were stunned.

They turned and ran, but there was no escape.

Another group fell dead instantly.

Su Mo then stepped forward, already behind the pillar, and with a sweep of the Great Open Yang Scattering Palm, the tiles and mud on the pillar were instantly cleared away.

Then, he thrust a fist into it. Though the pillar was hard, under the divine power of his Twelve Gates Golden Bell Shield, it couldn't withstand.

Instantly, his fist penetrated the pillar, and with a casual swing, it swept in all directions.

Su Mo laughed heartily:

"Chief Attendant, if you don't come out now, you might end up sleeping on the streets tonight!!"

Up to this point, the Chief Attendant was still hiding like a turtle, which only fueled Su Mo's anger.

Originally, he had been restrained in his actions, but now he no longer cared.

The thousand-jin pillar in his hand felt like an extension of his body, and he handled it effortlessly, swinging it around with ease. Who dared to withstand his strikes?

Casually wielding it, people died upon contact, and houses collapsed upon impact, leaving a trail of ruins wherever he went.

At this point, not only were the guards in the Chief Attendant's residence stunned, but even Yang Xiaoyun was dumbfounded, unable to help but say:

"Xiao Mo... you... this is not the behavior of a gentleman."

Su Mo laughed heartily. Throughout his journey in the martial world, he had always been cautious and prudent, and even though his martial skills were superior to others, he never used them to bully people.

But he never expected to be looked down upon to such an extent today.

If he accepted this matter today, in the future, any random person would dare to play this trick in front of him. How could he continue to thrive in the martial world?

Since he was going to act recklessly, he might as well go all out. He had to let people know that Su Mo, and the Ziyang Escort behind him, were not easy targets to be bullied.

Immediately, he activated his profound skills, and the pillar was wrapped in a thick layer of pure yang internal energy.

With a casual swing, he struck the half-demolished hall, and the hall immediately collapsed halfway.

He leaped into the air, wielding the giant pillar from top to bottom, and the entire hall was reduced to ruins.

A resonant bell sound rang out, and a giant golden bell enveloped Su Mo. As he stepped forward, charging into the ruins, any obstacle in front of him was instantly flung to both sides, forcibly clearing a path through the debris.

He smashed his way from the front hall to the inner chambers, destroying the main hall, the garden, the incense pavilion, and the small courtyard.

Yang Xiaoyun and the others had already stopped fighting, and the surrounding guards were petrified.

They couldn't help but wonder where the Chief Attendant had provoked such a formidable individual.

He was casually expending his internal energy, displaying such power, yet he didn't even seem to break a sweat, as if the thousand-pound pillar in his hand was nothing more than a mere stick.

No, it was as if it wasn't even a stick, but just a straw.

It had no impact on him whatsoever.

As he smashed, he shouted:

"Chief Attendant, come out!

"Su Mo is here to meet you, why are you hiding!?

"If you don't come out, I'll demolish your mansion today, and tomorrow I'll demolish your White Tiger City!"

Hearing his taunts, the guards' faces turned ashen with anger.

Since the birth of White Tiger City, even during the reign of the Great Xuan Dynasty, there had never been such a madman.

This was the first time since the remnants established their presence!

But even though they were furious, they dared not speak out.

For a moment, the scene was somewhat absurd.

Su Mo, holding the giant pillar, smashed left and right, turning a perfectly good mansion into a heap of rubble.

Yet, not a single guard dared to step forward to confront him.

They silently watched from the sidelines, as if egging him on...

The three from the escort, led by Yang Xiaoyun, quietly followed behind Su Mo. Yang Xiaoyun felt a bit disappointed.

Since she achieved her martial arts prowess, she had never truly unleashed her full potential. Today, she finally had a chance to fight, but Su Mo hogged the spotlight.

She felt a bit resentful and secretly decided that next time Su Mo asked her to stay over, she wouldn't easily give in.

Even if he said he was scared, it wouldn't work!

Hu Sandao didn't have much to think about, just quietly followed behind, watching Su Mo go wild.

He occasionally glanced back at White Tiger City, shaking his head lightly... Why provoke anyone else when you had to go and provoke him?

Only Zhen Xiaoxiao, rubbing her belly, turned to Yang Xiaoyun and asked:

"Second Boss... Could you please ask the Boss to leave the kitchen intact later?"

Yang Xiaoyun glanced at her, momentarily speechless. Even if I save the kitchen for you, would it really be enough for you to eat?

Just as this thought crossed her mind, a voice suddenly rang out:

"How dare you! What audacious fool dares... dares to demolish my mansion!!!"

As he spoke, he leaped into the air, his gaze sweeping over the entire Chief Attendant's residence.

His vision darkened, and before he could focus, he heard the rush of wind approaching.

"Chief Attendant, so you’ve finally shown yourself?

Su Mo has arrived!"

Hearing this, the man lowered his head, but instead of Su Mo, he saw a pillar.

For a moment, he was baffled. The pillar looked familiar... Wait, since when do pillars talk?