Chapter 639: The Fatty’s Style—Stripped Bare (1/2)

Chapter 639: The Fatty’s Style—Stripped Bare

Jin Dabao’s eyes lit up. He smiled and said, “No wonder this brat was so c.o.c.ky. It turns out he was wearing a Superior Grade Secret Treasure. Let’s go and see what the situation in the Wan Clan’s palace is. See if there is anything we can get from there.”

“Young Master, what should we do with this fellow? We can’t just leave him naked here. After all, he is still the Kunlun Realm’s welcoming envoy.”

Jin Dabao thought for a while and took out a pair of underpants from his spatial ring. Then, he tossed them to Wan Feng and said absent-mindedly, “This is already considered to be extremely benevolent of me. Don’t forget to be grateful for this Fat Lord giving you underpants.”

“That…it looks like women’s underpants, Young Master!”

“d.a.m.n, this Fat Lord’s hobby has been revealed. I’m not too ashamed to face the world. Let’s run fast.” Jin Dabao quickly dashed forward at lightning speed.

The menservants exchanged glances. Since when did this fellow have any sense of shame?

After everyone left, the naked Wan Feng hugged that pair of red, flowery underpants and curled up.

He could not resist crying loudly. Extreme sadness was evident in his crying, which sounded utterly heartbroken. Those who did not know the situation would think that he was a virgin who had been raped by dozens of men.

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Naturally, the people in the plaza did not know of Wan Feng’s misfortune. Otherwise, their eyes would goggle and their mouths gape open.

At this moment, their gazes were focused on the White Robed Bladesman walking steadily towards Feng Feixue.

Currently, Xiao Chen did not seem to be in good condition. He looked like he was on the verge of collapse.

However, Wan Baolou and his son, who stood in front of Feng Feixue, still trembled with fear, lacking the slightest bit of courage to make a move.

No one could say for sure how strong Xiao Chen was now. He even defeated someone as strong as Wan Feng. If he still had some trump cards, making a move now would only result in their deaths.

This father-and-son pair lived a life full of glory and honor. Their days were much better than those of regular people. The wealthier one was, the more afraid of death one would be.

The father-and-son pair found that they could not advance or retreat as they watched Xiao Chen approach. They did not dare to step up and fight, but they could not bear to hand over Feng Feixue, whom they had spent so much effort on, either.

“Enough!”

Just at this moment, a dull, cold snort suddenly resounded everywhere. That voice contained boundless energy.

That one word reverberated like thunder, shaking heaven and earth, pressing down on Xiao Chen like a mountain.

That force was several times stronger than what Xiao Chen was capable of. Just the aura alone prevented him from moving, making his feet feel leaden.

Wan Baolou rejoiced, saying, “The ancestor is making a move!”

An old man in embroidered robes seemed to appear from nowhere, arriving before Xiao Chen and blocking his way. He stared gravely at Xiao Chen.

The guests in the plaza all revealed astonishment on their faces. They shook their heads and said, “The White Robed Blademan cannot continue forward anymore. The Wan Clan’s Sage has made his move.”

“Isn’t there a rumor that if anyone makes a move against Xiao Chen in the Sky Dome Realm, there would be dire consequences?”

“Rumors are not necessarily true. Furthermore, Xiao Chen has already pushed the Wan Clan this far. If they still do not make a move, he will end up taking Feng Feixue away, and they will lose face before everyone in the world.”

“Actually, at this moment, Xiao Chen is already spent. A Martial Sage can finish him off in one move. I don’t believe that there will be any dire consequences.”

All sorts of discussions rang out. Although there were rumors that if the Martial Sages of the Sky Dome Realm acted against the carrier of Luck, there would be dire consequences, most people discounted the rumors.

This disbelief was because Xiao Chen looked feeble at this point. First, he had defeated thirty-six Martial Monarchs; then, the Eight Great Guardian Deities; and finally, the Kunlun Realm’s Wan Feng.

All these achievements were already incredible to imagine. Xiao Chen’s current cultivation limited the amount of Quintessence he had. Even if it was not wholly spent yet, it should be close.

Any Martial Monarch among them should be able to stop Xiao Chen if they dared to try. What more a Martial Sage in perfect condition?

The Wan Clan’s Martial Sage said, “Little friend, you have caused a large commotion in the Wan Clan and showed your might before everyone. My Wan Clan has suffered tremendous losses because of you. If you leave now, I will not blame you for today’s matter.”

Actually, this person had sensed Xiao Chen the moment Xiao Chen entered the Wan Clan’s palace. However, because he feared that rumor, he had not dared to make a move.

The carrier of Luck was someone who held the Luck of a great realm. He enjoyed the protection of the Heavenly Dao. Martial Sages already touched the threshold of the Heavenly Dao. If they acted against the carrier of Luck, the Heavenly Dao would sense it immediately.

Sima Hong had not believed this would happen and wanted to kill Xiao Chen forcefully. However, the Heavenly Dao blessed and protected Xiao Chen. Not only did Sima Hong fail in his attempt, but he also ended up hanging at Saber City’s gates. His reputation took a considerable hit, and he lost all face.

With Sima Hong as an example, the Wan Clan Martial Sage had to be cautious. So he had remained hidden and did not make a move. However, at this point, he had no other choice.

Xiao Chen was probably the first Inferior Grade Martial Monarch to receive such polite treatment from a Martial Sage in the past thousand years.

Everyone looked at Xiao Chen, waiting for him to say something. They felt curious as to how he would answer.

Xiao Chen shook his head and said, “I will not leave until I meet the person I came to meet.”

n.o.body had antic.i.p.ated such an answer. Everyone was greatly astonished. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen rejected the suggestion of a Martial Sage. Where did he get his confidence from?

The expression of the Wan Clan’s Martial Sage froze. Killing intent appeared deep in his eyes as he said, “Have you made up your mind to do this the hard way?”

A vast Quintessence surged in the old man’s body. The white sky suddenly turned dark, looking even scarier than the old man’s expression.

This person was now totally furious. All the guests could feel the strong killing intent in the wind and clouds, as vast as the sea.

Before that aura, Xiao Chen seemed as small as an ant, or maybe not even comparable to an ant.