Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 678 - 527 Good Food is Worth the Wait_2

Chapter 678: Chapter 527 Good Food is Worth the Wait_2

Indeed, just like a bumpkin from Southern Hong, ignorant and reckless, without understanding the background and strength of this Tiger Demon, he had dared to issue a challenge simply on a whim.

Putting it unpleasantly, if he lost, it might still be okay. Out of respect for the Dragon Consort, the White Tiger might spare her life... At least she could live to walk out of the aquatic territory, and then they could settle the scores slowly afterwards.

If by some misfortune, he accidentally won.

Don’t forget, above that chair, there are exactly three kin, all guarding this White Tiger, whose strength and cultivation are by no means weaker than the White Tiger itself.

Would Yunhe Sect dare to meddle in this affair?

The crowd fell silent and looked towards the door, only to see that the mighty White Tiger seemed not to have expected this woman to be so defiant. Stunned for a moment, it then opened its mouth to reveal a silent smile.

Although standing by the door meant that it couldn’t possibly let this woman walk out unscathed,

What the Great White Tiger Demon wanted to see more was the sight of fear on her face, not this stubborn and proud expression, which severely affected its mood.

"Good! Very good!"

It grinned wickedly and swung its paw toward the drop of blood.

The drop of blood merged into its palm, as if sealing some sort of agreement.

The form of the Great White Tiger Demon slightly stooped, and in that instant, a pungent wind swept across the entire hall!

"Roar——"

As the tiger roared through the mountains, all beasts lay subdued.

Everyone’s expression changed slightly, and they fell silent, even Daozi of the Blue Sea Sect, whose gaze deepened, acknowledging her lack of distinction among the Daozi of the Southern Hong Seven Sects. She couldn’t compare to Senior Sister Hong Xiu, not to mention Wei Yuanzhou.

She then refrained from speaking further. A purple and green rainbow surged from her forehead and rushed directly outside the water boundary!

Amid this tense and dangerous atmosphere, a slightly lazy voice sounded somewhat abrupt.

"Hey."

The young man in black robes sitting in the corner watched the White Tiger’s back, but his mind was clearly not on it. His flickering gaze seemed to penetrate this White Tiger and fell on something in front of it.

The young man calmly put down the wine cup in his hand, not smashing it like Daozi of the Blue Sea Sect did, but the slight sound still attracted everyone’s gaze.

The astonishment in the eyes of this group of demons and cultivators was no less than before, even more so.

At such a moment, who would be so thoughtless as to intervene?

They observed the young man carefully.

He wore only a simple black robe, his thin lips tightly pursed, his face cold, and his brows carried a touch of aloofness.

Although he also wore no identifying markers, everyone felt he was not like the woman from Southern Hong.

Whether it’s the young man’s lazy voice or his calm demeanor, it didn’t seem like he was from outside the area. It was as if he was versed in everything here, and even carried a bit of contempt for the matters of Western Hong that the cultivators of Northern Hong tried so hard to conceal yet still faintly revealed.

That’s why they were even more curious about what he wanted to say.

"..."

The Great White Tiger Demon silently turned back and eyed the young cultivator sitting alone in the corner.

Shen Yi locked eyes with it calmly, and then his next words changed everyone’s expression again.

"You’re blocking my view of the dance."

They finally realized where the young man’s wandering gaze had fallen—to the trembling group of beauties.

This... was this the time to watch a dance?

Could the battle between two Three Cities Realm powerhouses be less important than a group of Dragon Palace dancers?!

Daozi of the Blue Sea Sect frowned as she looked at the black robe on the young man, feeling it seemed familiar, but considering such robes were common, it wasn’t anything definitive. Besides, the man before her bore no resemblance in temperament, speech, or focus to the Sect Master she remembered.

"Heh...heh..."

The White Tiger suddenly lowered its head and chuckled twice.

Instantly, its massive body engulfed the young man sitting alone, its huge paws slammed on the table, its gigantic head almost touching Shen Yi, their eyes locked, and its breath freely blowing against his pale face.

Its throat rolled, emitting a deep sound, "So?"

The atmosphere shifted once again.

The wrath of the Great White Tiger Demon, which had been directed at Daozi of the Blue Sea Sect, now shifted to this reckless young cultivator.

Under the watchful eyes of all, everyone wanted to know what further troubles the young man could stir up.

The next moment, under the foul breath of the Tiger Demon, Shen Yi’s hair slightly loosened, letting his already cold face gradually lose any hint of expression.

He stared back at those tiger eyes and then extended his palm, his long and well-defined fingers slowly pressing against the fierce tiger face.

"So, back off."

His voice, devoid of any fluctuations, yet carried boundless arrogance—an arrogance that did not suggest consultation but issued a command.

This attitude of looking down was unapologetically unrestrained.

However, arrogance always needs some form of support; otherwise, it’s nothing but self-humiliation.

Perhaps it was strength, or perhaps it was backing.

But so far, the young man had revealed none of it.

In contrast, the face of the Great White Tiger Demon had already begun to twitch slightly, its eyes bulging, frost seeping from its vertical pupils, fangs poking out and saliva dripping, its huge mouth as if harboring a roar that could tear the heavens and the earth apart.