Chapter 1258: Whose Mouth Is Really Sharper?

Yu Yanluo stepped forward, her face etched with frost. “Little Lion, there’s always someone better, and someone above them. Too much arrogance can bring disaster upon yourself.” Hearing his recent insolent remarks and multiple insults directed at her lover, she was quite displeased. After all, she was the Queen of her tribe and had long held a high position even among humans. It was simply not acceptable for a mere child like him to bluster in front of her.

However, the Lion Spirit’s identity was somewhat sensitive. Zu’an was already feeling guilty for being drawn into the demon race's affairs because of her. If she made too many enemies on the demon side, she worried her lover would be in danger. So, her aura surged, and a powerful pressure spread outwards, hoping to make the Lion Spirit retreat.

Seeing this, Yan Xuehen and Yun Jianyue both uttered sounds of surprise, exchanging glances and seeing confusion in each other’s eyes. How long had it been? Yu Yanluo had already advanced from an Eighth-Rank to a Ninth-Rank? They had mostly been together during this time, and she hadn't encountered any special fortunate occurrences. Furthermore, she had sustained such severe injuries earlier. At a normal cultivation speed, merely recovering her combat strength would be impressive, let alone advancing a major step.

Both women were exceptionally knowledgeable and quickly realized the most probable reason: Zu’an’s transcendent-grade aptitude! There was an ancient legend that the vital blood of someone with transcendent-grade aptitude was a great tonic, allowing cultivators to achieve twice the results with half the effort. They had initially thought it was just a joke, but now it seemed the vital blood of transcendent-grade aptitude truly could have a significant effect.

Yu Yanluo’s cultivation had also broken through recently. Previously, Zu’an had saved her, leading to their intimacy. No wonder even the usually dignified Yu Yanluo had, despite her usual reserved nature, discreetly snuck away for "a taste" at the Azure Hill King's palace yesterday. It seemed she had developed a craving after experiencing it. The two women suddenly felt a little dazed, thinking that after being stuck at the Grandmaster realm for so many years, if they received Zu’an’s assistance, wouldn't there be hope of breaking through to the Earth Immortal realm?

As soon as this thought emerged, both women’s pretty faces flushed, and their hearts pounded. What crazy thoughts were they having? How could that be possible!

While the two women were lost in their fantasies, the other demon experts' expressions also changed. Yu Yanluo had previously kept a low profile, and no one had expected her to be a Ninth-Rank expert. Furthermore, the oppressive aura emanating from her was clearly not that of an ordinary Ninth-Rank. Even they felt a sense of fear. The opponent definitely possessed something that could threaten them! Witnessing this unexpected turn of events, the others gloated as they watched the Lion Spirit, curious to see how he would handle it.

The Lion Spirit’s expression also changed. He had initially thought the woman was merely a beautiful female companion, never imagining she was a hidden expert. However, he was always arrogant. How could he back down or admit defeat under the gaze of so many? Of course, he wasn't foolish. Directly fighting a Ninth-Rank expert, if he were to get injured, it would only benefit the others. So, he said coldly, “A real man doesn’t fight a woman; it's too humiliating.”

After speaking, he looked at Zu’an and provoked, “You, over there, the man—do you only know how to hide behind women and live off them?”

Yu Yanluo’s delicate brows furrowed; she was genuinely angry. Just as she was about to lash out, Zu’an patted her shoulder, signaling for her to let him handle it. Yu Yanluo was understanding. She knew that intervening aggressively on his behalf at this moment would be counterproductive, so she quietly stepped back.

Princess Sauron, who had been observing them, showed a hint of surprise on her face. This woman's cultivation was so high, yet she was so obedient to that man. Was that man truly just living off women with his good looks?

“A real man?” Zu’an scoffed. “How old are you? Pull down your pants and see if your hair has grown in yet.”

A wave of suppressed laughter spread among the onlookers. They wanted to laugh but felt it might offend the Lion Spirit, so everyone struggled to hold it in. Princess Sauron’s face flushed slightly, and she inwardly muttered, "Scoundrel."

At this moment, the Lion Spirit's expression turned cold: “Dare to disrespect this prince? Come kowtow and apologize, and this prince might spare your life!”

Rage points from the Lion Spirit: 444,444,444...

Watching his arrogant, head-held-high demeanor, Zu’an was immediately amused. “Were your nostrils pointed to the sky like that even when you were still nursing at home?”

"Haha!" Some people around them could no longer hold back their laughter and burst out laughing. Their statuses weren't much lower than the Lion Spirit's, and they were all older. Watching this little brat's arrogant words and actions all along had already made them quite annoyed.

The Lion Spirit’s face turned beet red. “You little brat! This prince was originally going to spare your life for your female companion’s sake, but it's a pity you insist on having such a foul mouth. Even the Heavenly King won't be able to save you today, I swear it!”

Rage points from the Lion Spirit: 711,711,711...

His entire aura suddenly soared, as if faintly hearing the roar of a mighty lion. This was the Lion Tribe's special ability; while not a true domain, it could achieve some of the effects of a domain to a certain extent. Enemies struck by the Lion's might would have their fighting spirit weakened, even experts of the same level, and those weaker would be completely crushed. The others' expressions also grew serious. With words reaching this point, it was certainly a matter of life and death.

The Lion Spirit was arrogant from a young age and notoriously short-tempered. This man could have saved his life by backing down, so why insist on a momentary quick retort? Princess Changning thought to herself, these men were truly obsessed with saving face, and if anything happened, they deserved it. Princess Sauron, on the other hand, observed Zu’an with curious, beautiful eyes, wondering if this man was relying on the woman behind him, or if he truly possessed some ability.

“Even the Heavenly King won't be able to save you?” Locked onto by the opponent's aura, Zu’an, as if unfazed, sighed and said, “Ten thousand years from now, people will discover your ancient tomb. When they open the sarcophagus, they’ll find nothing left but a mouth, still very hard.”

The crowd listened, somewhat bewildered, wondering why he was talking about ancient tombs. It took them a moment to realize, and then the group could no longer hold back, laughing so hard their stomachs hurt. Princess Sauron also couldn't help but smile; this guy truly was something...

The Lion Spirit was originally a bit bewildered. Only after hearing the crowd's laughter did he react, becoming furious. “Today, I will flay your skin, pull out your tendons, and burn you with raging fire day after day, only then will my hatred be quenched!”

Rage points from the Lion Spirit: 999,999,999...

Zu’an looked at him calmly. “It seems I was right after all. Your mouth truly is your most powerful weapon.”

The others wore strange expressions, thinking, *Surely your mouth is more powerful.*

The Lion Spirit, however, fell silent at this moment. After all, he was a genius and knew the opponent was deliberately trying to provoke him. With icy eyes, as if looking at a dead man, he said, “Fine, since you say my mouth is powerful, I’ll use my mouth to make you wish for death but be unable to die.”

The fat Taoist priest watching from the side immediately widened his small, beady eyes. *Hmm? Why does that sound a bit vulgar?* Fortunately, the Lion Spirit was unaware of his thoughts, otherwise, he might have abandoned Zu’an and gone to settle scores with him first.

The other demon experts, however, instantly understood his meaning: he clearly intended to use the Lion's Roar skill. The Lion's Roar was a unique Lion Tribe martial art. It could directly shatter a target into an idiot, or if the target's cultivation was lower, even blast them into a mist of blood. The group quickly dispersed to the Lion Spirit's sides and rear. The Lion's Roar was an area-of-effect skill, and they didn't want to be caught in the crossfire.

Princess Sauron glanced at Zu’an with concern, thinking that even if this guy had some tricks up his sleeve, this was too overconfident. The Lion Spirit was unleashing his attack with hatred, and the Lion's Roar was incredibly powerful; Zu’an could very likely be instantly killed. Qiao Heng couldn't help but warn, “Be careful!”

Unfortunately, it was already too late. A low, terrifying sound rumbled from the Lion Spirit’s throat. Then he opened his mouth, and a tremendous surge of energy was about to erupt. Just then, a teasing voice rang out: “What are you looking at?”

The Lion Spirit felt a strong impulse from the depths of his soul and instinctively retorted, “What's it to ya?!” The moment the words left his mouth, he froze. Why would he say something like that at such a critical moment? Before he could react, the energy accumulated for his Lion's Roar, which had reached his mouth, was not released. It was all swallowed back into his body, causing his blood and qi to churn, and he sustained some injuries.

At this moment, Duan Tiande, the Night Elf who had been watching, his gaze instantly sharpened. Just earlier, when he was about to successfully kill Qiao Heng, he had been interrupted by this very thing. He had thought it was a coincidence then, but now it seemed it wasn't! Qiao Heng was also both surprised and delighted. He looked at Zu’an beside him, thinking, *He really did save me just now, but I've never seen him before. Why would he save me?* *Never mind*, he decided. *If he truly gets into danger later, even if it means offending the Lion Tribe, I must save him.*

The other noble scions were not foolish. Connecting this to what had just happened at the edge of the swamp, they immediately understood what was going on. Princess Sauron smiled faintly. This guy was indeed not simple.

The Lion Spirit swallowed the blood that had welled up to his mouth. “What dark magic did you use?!” The Lion Tribe possessed powerful physiques. Although injured by the backlash from the Lion's Roar, he circulated his vital energy and quickly suppressed the minor injury. However, the thought of his recent grand declarations and then immediately suffering a setback at the opponent's hands filled him with towering rage.

Rage points from the Lion Spirit: 399,399,399...

Zu’an chuckled, “Isn't your mouth very tough? Go on?”

The Lion Spirit's breath hitched. Subconsciously, he wanted to use the Lion's Roar again to blast Zu’an to death, but rationality made him stop. The opponent's skill clearly countered his Lion's Roar; using it again would be foolish.

Rage points from the Lion Spirit: 411,411,411...

“Very well!” The Lion Spirit took a deep breath, his face dark. “Later, I will stomp you under my feet, pull out your tongue, chop it into pieces, and feed it to the dogs!” As he spoke, he clenched and swung his fists. Two golden-yellow fists flew through the air, growing larger as they soared. They quickly transformed into two mighty male lions, roaring deafeningly, ferocious and malevolent, their jaws wide open as they lunged towards Zu’an.

The two golden lion phantoms effortlessly swiped, turning giant rocks along their path into dust and large trees into flying ash.

“The Lion Tribe's ultimate skill, the Frenzied Lion Overlord Fist, is indeed incredibly powerful and difficult to confront head-on,” Princess Sauron couldn't help but exclaim.

At this moment, Yun Jianyue was somewhat surprised. She couldn't resist lightly nudging Yu Yanluo with her elbow. “How does your man attract admirers everywhere? This Demon Clan princess is seemingly praising him, but she's actually giving a subtle warning.”