Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny
Chapter 1391 - 1388: Kneel Down to View the Scenery, The Person Xue An is Waiting for! (Third Update)

Chapter 1391: Chapter 1388: Kneel Down to View the Scenery, The Person Xue An is Waiting for! (Third Update)

What’s going on?

Why did the previously composed Zong Family’s first young master suddenly kneel to the ground because of just two simple words?

What exactly happened?

These questions accompanied the shock that swept across the entire venue.

Zong Cheng was even more stunned, then his heart was immediately consumed by an overwhelming sense of humiliation and terror.

He couldn’t comprehend what had just enveloped him with that overwhelming force!

But as the first young master of the Zong Family, to kneel publicly before so many people, this humiliation was almost enough to ignite Zong Cheng entirely.

"Let me up! Aaaah!" Zong Cheng roared, his muscles bunching like the body of a coiled giant dragon, black energy swirling around him as he desperately tried to force himself upright.

But all of his struggles appeared pale and impotent in front of Xue An.

Xue An didn’t even move. He simply watched coldly, then turned his head to Bai Xi.

"Why are you standing there?"

His tone was slow and casual, like a still black pool devoid of ripples, yet carried an oppressive might that sent shivers down spines.

Bai Xi’s flair for dramatics was sparked once again. He stared at Xue An in shock before suddenly feeling that the Wan Clan’s young master standing before him seemed completely unfamiliar.

Could it be... he wasn’t Wan Gaoxing?

The thought flashed across Bai Xi’s mind.

Because that was utterly impossible!

Wan Gaoxing’s aura was so distinctive—not something others could mimic!

Yet, unbeknownst to him, despite having spent a lifetime playing the charade, this time Bai Xi had guessed the truth... only to dismiss it himself.

"Hmm?" Xue An pressed again.

Bai Xi shuddered, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and replied, feigning calm, "I... I was just standing here enjoying the scenery. Is that not allowed?"

"Pfft!"

On the high platform, Luo Jingting couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

She had, of course, witnessed everything that had just unfolded.

Even though she was astonished that Xue An could command Zong Cheng to kneel, what concerned Luo Jingting most was whether her own secret had been exposed.

But unexpectedly, this drama king Bai Xi had caused her to chuckle.

Under normal circumstances, Bai Xi would have been thrilled to see Luo Jingting laugh.

But right now, he didn’t have the luxury of such thoughts.

Because Xue An was staring at him coldly. After a moment, Xue An finally nodded slightly.

"Alright!"

Bai Xi quietly let out a long breath. Good thing I’m quick-witted!

But then Xue An said nonchalantly, "However, wouldn’t kneeling to admire the scenery be even better?"

The words had barely fallen when a thud echoed out, and Bai Xi "obediently" knelt before Xue An, entirely immobile.

In an instant, the two brothers, who had moments ago been allied to take down Xue An, became two statues kneeling on the ground.

At this point...

The entire venue erupted into chaos.

The family heads of both the Zong and Bai Families immediately turned pale.

After all, this concerned the dignity of their families!

Yet even they couldn’t discern what technique Xue An had used to make the two kneel and submit.

Because there wasn’t the slightest fluctuation of cultivation power.

What they didn’t know was that there was no cultivation power involved in this at all. Xue An hadn’t used any technique or Divine Sense—he had simply and purely overwhelmed them with his aura.

Aura—a force that leverages circumstances into control.

But Xue An was different. The aura he commanded was that of the resplendent Multiverse’s unparalleled, all-dominating Immortal Venerable.

In his peak, Xue An had annihilated with just a glance an ancient Immortal King-level demon who had laid waste to the Multiverse for over ten thousand years, wielding countless life-saving techniques that had even stymied Immortal Emperors.

Back then, the force Xue An used was none other than his personal aura.

Although Xue An’s current strength hadn’t yet returned to its former heights, even as a half-step Great Luo, shades of that invincible aura had begun to emerge.

This time, Xue An had wanted to test its effect.

Thus, Zong Cheng and Bai Xi were "honored" to become his test subjects.

And now, it seemed the results were to Xue An’s great satisfaction.

Of course, in his unmasked state, Xue An could have instantly eliminated the two of them.

But the timing wasn’t quite right yet. That person he awaited had yet to arrive.

So Xue An didn’t make a move for now.

Just as the Zong and Bai Family heads began angrily approaching, ready to salvage the situation...

Xue An waved a dismissive hand.

"Alright, get up. I don’t have red envelopes to give to the two of you!"

At his words, the oppressive force weighing on Zong Cheng and Bai Xi vanished instantly.

Yet because the pressure had arrived suddenly and dissipated even more abruptly...

Bai Xi faired slightly better.

But Zong Cheng’s misfortune was truly great.

He had been channeling all his cultivation power in a bid to resist the pressure. When it suddenly disappeared, he was like a deflated balloon, rebounding straight upward, nearly smashing into the ceiling.

He barely managed to change course mid-air and awkwardly landed back on the ground. But his face was a picture of horror and fury.

For Xue An’s actions were akin to slapping his face before spitting on it.

The humiliation made Zong Cheng wish he could devour Xue An alive.

But Xue An didn’t even glance at Zong Cheng’s predatory glare. Leaning back in his chair, Xue An said indifferently, "Still standing here? What, do you want to kneel again?"

The moment those words fell, Zong Cheng, who had been seething, fled in fright.

He dared not experience that taste again.

Bai Xi, being slightly cleverer, left even faster.

Xue An glanced at the comic duo, a cold smile on his lips, then casually swept his gaze across the venue.

When his eyes passed over Luo Jingting on the high platform and saw her observing him with fascination, he gave a faint smile before leaning back into his chair and closing his eyes to rest.

Because of the earlier commotion, as soon as Xue An closed his eyes, the bustling noise in the banquet hall significantly quieted.

Many people looked at Xue An with uncertainty, wondering what had caused this infamous playboy of the Wan Clan to suddenly become so powerful and daunting.

As Xue An silently waited, a soft hand gently touched his forehead and began to knead it tenderly.

Without opening his eyes, Xue An knew it was Que Wenyuan giving him a massage.

Then her voice, filled with excitement, reached his ears.

"Young Master Xue, you’re amazing! Those two were completely terrified! Hahaha!"

Xue An responded with a faint, noncommittal smile.

He understood this young woman’s thoughts well.

For the righteous and fiery Que Wenyuan, Xue An’s ruthless "slapping" of Zong Cheng and Bai Xi had clearly been immensely satisfying.

But Xue An’s attention wasn’t on these ants. What had just happened was merely an appetizer.

At that moment, in Xue An’s Divine Sense, an aura both familiar and unfamiliar suddenly appeared.

A cold smile tugged at Xue An’s lips as he slowly opened his eyes.

Simultaneously, at the entrance, a monk clad in patched robes, his shaven head glinting like jade, slowly stepped inside.

Upon seeing the monk, Luo Jingting on the high platform rose to her feet, brought her hands together, and bowed deeply.

"Master!"