Liu Wuxie remained indifferent to the crowd's ridicule. The best way to respond to their mockery was to prove them wrong, delivering a resounding slap.0

The tension in the air thickened, especially among the White Dragon Peak's disciples, who harbored deep hatred toward Liu Wuxie.0

"I heard that the White Dragon Peak's Qi Yang has been looking for him, trying to find the whereabouts of the spiritual rice. He's dead now that he's back," whispered a group of disciples who had a good relationship with the White Dragon Peak.0

"Qi Yang probably won't get the chance to kill him as he will die here," said a White Dragon Peak's disciple, and his words drew laughter from the surroundings.0

Liu Wuxie turned to look at the White Dragon Peak's disciples coldly. The jeers meant nothing to him, but what caught his attention was the mention of Qi Yang's name.0

"Liu Wuxie, prepare to die!" Ning Hai roared as he charged forward, executing a powerful punch directed at Liu Wuxie's chest. He was like a fleeting shadow and appeared before Liu Wuxie before the latter could react.0

Ning Hai had honed his Phantom Shift to lesser mastery, showcasing his proficiency. However, it was still merely a...0