Chapter 301: Flamboyance

The purple-clad youth on the mountain peak, with his black hair flying, gestured grandly and spoke with passionate fervor, exuding a flamboyant demeanor as if standing alone against the world.

However, the thought that it was the fat scoundrel impersonating him was truly sickening to Ye Fan; otherwise, he might have felt a touch of admiration.

Standing with his hands behind his back, the purple-clad youth became even more relaxed, his eyebrows raised in triumph. "And you Holy Sons and Daughters," he declared, "in my eyes, are nothing more than hothouse flowers. When I enter the Four Extremities Secret Realm, I will surely challenge each and every one of you and make you submit at my feet."

Everyone was stunned, and the cultivators from the various Holy Lands were utterly enraged.

The younger generation erupted in an uproar. This Archaic Wasteland Physique was too arrogant, unbearable! He was criticizing the Eastern Wasteland, challenging everyone, looking down on all, proclaiming himself supreme.

"You're going too far!" someone shouted.

On the mountain peak, the purple robes fluttered as the youth looked up at the sky, highly agitated. "My destiny is my own, not heaven's!" he cried. "In the future, this entire land will prostrate at my feet!"

"This fat scoundrel is really getting into character," Tu Fei muttered, almost speechless. "He actually thinks he's the Archaic Sacred Body..." He noted that this unscrupulous Daoist was being emotional, acting all grand and imposing.

"You're too arrogant!" Many people couldn't stand his words.

The purple-clad youth's eyes shone brightly, his voice growing even louder. "When my Archaic Sacred Body reaches completion," he proclaimed, "when my flower blooms, all other flowers shall wither and die, and I will sweep across the Eastern Wasteland!"

His starry eyes gleamed as he faced the crowd, looking as if he dared to contend with everyone in the world. But when they remembered it was Duan De, even the big black dog felt like spitting blood.

"He's too shameless, too immoral! This Emperor has never seen anyone like him!"

"Damn it, using someone else's name for your own amusement – you're just inviting disaster for him," Tu Fei sighed to Ye Fan.

"You're arrogant to the heavens!" a person from a Holy Land shouted.

Duan De, still disguised as Ye Fan, swept his gaze across all directions, a brilliant smile on his face, his pearly white teeth gleaming in the sunlight. "Arrogant?" he said. "I'm merely stating facts. Listen up, all you great Holy Lands, you chase me today, and I will surely repay you in the future!"

"What right does a Wasteland Physique like you have to say such things? You'll never break through the Dao Palace Secret Realm in this life!"

"Curses are meant to be broken, miracles are meant to be created. Who can stop my destiny?" Duan De declared, full of vigor and captivating charm, his eyes clear. "In the future, I will rule the world and descend upon all the great Holy Lands!"

"I can't stand him anymore! Someone go up and chop him into pieces!" Some of the younger generation were going frantic, unable to bear it any longer.

"Keep your ancient scriptures safe; I will borrow them for a look in the future!"

"Polish your ultimate imperial weapons; I will take them to play with someday!"

"Guard your Great Emperor tombs well; I will personally open them in the future!"

Duan De shouted these three lines one after another in an extremely agitated manner, as if he were tearing the sky open, making everyone from the Holy Lands look utterly furious.

The scene erupted into a frenzy. The purple-clad youth's audacity in saying such things was truly shocking and infuriating.

Tu Fei cursed, "This guy is ridiculously arrogant; I wonder how he'll clean up this mess later."

The Black Emperor told Ye Fan, "He's blurted out what you wanted to say, but it's too early. This fat scoundrel is making enemies for you. Crushing him today would be no injustice at all!"

Ye Fan sighed, "He said all that, but only the last line truly came from his heart. That fat scoundrel hasn't changed his thieving ways; he's still eyeing those Great Emperor tombs."

"The more he acts up now, the harder he'll fall later," Tu Fei chuckled. "What I'm looking forward to most is seeing that fat scoundrel's face change."

"You insolent child, you've said so much, now you can die in peace, right?" an old man said gravely.

Duan De was very offensive, insulting everyone. "Do you 'pig heads' think you can trap this Sacred Body?"

An old man sneered mockingly, full of disdain, "Ignorant child, do you think inscribing Dao patterns makes you foolproof and able to traverse space?"

Duan De shook his head arrogantly, "You old geezers, do you think you can fix this place with your secret treasures and stop me from traversing space? Too naive!"

"Kill him!" Even the elders couldn't stand him anymore; some were about to charge forward.

Duan De turned around dramatically, his back to the crowd, slowly pacing with hands behind his back. "If I wish to leave," he declared, "who in this entire world can stop me?"

"Space has been fixed," a calm, aged voice responded. "How will you leave, then?"

Duan De taunted, "The Dao patterns I control are ancient Great Emperor remnants. Who among you can fix them?"

"What?!"

"No need to see me off. A thousand miles we've journeyed, but all journeys end. From now on, the fish leap in the vast sea, the birds soar in the sky; I depart now." Duan De waved his hand behind him, then softly chanted, "My path, you will never understand."

Many people landed on the mountain peak, their eyes practically shooting daggers, with an urge to bite him.

"Life is truly as lonely as snow." He stood there, purple robes fluttering, incredibly flamboyant, "This Saint departs!"

But he didn't move; he remained standing still.

"Go!" Duan De softly commanded.

Still no movement. Yellow leaves fell before his eyes, but he hadn't left.

"Traverse space!" Duan De could no longer remain calm.

Autumn wind blew, leaves fluttered like butterflies, but he stood there, completely still.

"Damn it, traverse space!" Duan De was anxious, almost wanting to cry.

However, the autumn wind rustled, and the scenery remained unchanged. Now he was utterly panicked; the consequences were too severe!

He stomped his foot hard, but the profound jade platform showed no reaction at all, unable to traverse space!

Duan De's body stiffened instantly, as if struck by lightning, feeling dizzy.

"Damn it, what happened?!" He felt parched, as if his backside were on fire.

Right now, it was an extreme emergency. If he were trapped here, he knew without thinking what the consequences would be.

Just moments ago, he was full of swagger, looking down on the world, lecturing everyone, almost denigrating the great Holy Lands to outhouses. If he couldn't leave... just thinking about it made his hair stand on end.

"Even if these old geezers have secret treasures, they shouldn't be able to fix such Dao patterns." At that moment, he broke out in a cold sweat. All his flamboyance and nonchalance vanished instantly, and his legs began to cramp.

After confirming again that he could not traverse space, Duan De's vision darkened, and he stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

At this moment, Duan De was like someone stepping into empty space from a tall building, or a boat breaking its moorings in the Yangtze River. His scalp tingled, and his limbs stiffened.

"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath.

At this moment, Duan De's face turned completely green. He was on the verge of tears, wishing he could curse the ancestors of heaven.

"Why aren't you traversing space yet?" The mountain peak was now filled with people, no more than ten feet away from him, completely surrounding him.

Duan De turned around, forcing a smile uglier than a cry. "Everyone, I..."

"You what? Where's all that arrogance from earlier?" someone taunted.

"I... I f***ing want to cry, heaven is playing a trick on me!" Duan De's face was green, looking worse than if he had eaten a dead toad.

"Hahahaha...hahaha..." In the distance, Tu Fei laughed madly, drawing the gaze of those around him.

Ye Fan also felt like pounding the ground, laughing heartily. Seeing the unscrupulous Daoist so depressed made him incredibly happy.

"I finally waited for it, finally saw that fat scoundrel's expression, hahaha..." Tu Fei transmitted his voice to Ye Fan.

The Black Emperor also gave a dry laugh, his wide mouth almost splitting to his ears, looking somewhat sinisterly amused.

"So, are you going to escape now?"

Everyone surrounded Duan De on the mountain peak, all with mocking expressions. He had been too arrogant earlier, and now seeing him on the verge of tears, they were all immensely pleased.

"I'm damn depressed!" Duan De's face was pale and drawn. His eyes darted back and forth, trying to find a way to escape.

"Where's your momentum? Keep being flamboyant!"

Duan De had to swallow his bitter words. He couldn't speak of his suffering. He had been too high-profile just now, spouting a bunch of threats, and now he was just staring blankly, helpless.

"Scared silly, are we? Why aren't you making threats now?" someone sneered.

"Damn it, which one of you is talking? Come out, I'll fight you one-on-one! Anyone who's unconvinced, just come over! This Sacred Body will swat you to death with a single slap!" Duan De shouted again.

He wouldn't dare reveal his true identity, so he could only continue being "flamboyant" under Ye Fan's name. If he could escape and revert to his true form, he could continue to live carefree.

"He's getting arrogant again!"

Duan De was incredibly arrogant. "You Dao Palace Secret Realm good-for-nothings, if it's one-on-one, I'll knock you all out with a single finger."

"You bastard!" Many people wanted to blurt out these words.

Duan De challenged, "Are there any cultivators from the Dao Palace Secret Realm who dare to duel with this Saint? If it's one-on-one, this Saint will torment you to death!"

He didn't mention the Holy Sons and Daughters of the Four Extremities Secret Realm, nor did he look at the elders in the distance. He challenged a group of Dao Palace Secret Realm cultivators, hoping to create chaos and find an opportunity to escape.

"Whoosh!"

A group of people charged up, all cultivators from the Dao Palace Secret Realm. They began to gang up on Duan De, various magic treasures flying everywhere, forcing him to flee in a desperate scramble.

"This Saint, fighting alone against the world's heroes, shall surely be remembered in the ancient history of the Eastern Wasteland..." Duan De suppressed his cultivation to the Dao Palace Secret Realm, dodging and weaving among cultivators of the same rank, his mouth never stopping.

In the distance, Tu Fei chuckled, "You've certainly made a name for yourself today."

Ye Fan rubbed his temples, genuinely wondering if this was worth it. That bastard Duan De, being so flamboyant under his name, was truly a huge headache.

"Never mind that scoundrel for now, quickly go and apprehend that taciturn Daoist." Ye Fan flew towards the distance.

It must be said, the honest and taciturn Daoist possessed an exceptionally strong psychological fortitude.

When Ye Fan and Tu Fei arrived, they heard him haggling with people from Yaoguang and the Ji family on a mountain peak. This fellow had no intention of escaping; he was stubbornly demanding 100,000 jin of source from each Holy Land.

Tu Fei sighed in admiration, "What a talent! In this situation, he's still calm and collected, continuing to swindle source here. I really want to cut open that unscrupulous Daoist's heart and see what it's like."

The people from Yaoguang were speechless and annoyed with the old Daoist. Capturing the Mother Qi of All Things was most urgent right now, and apprehending the purple-clad youth was the top priority. "Daoist priest, although the information you provided isn't false, what kind of time is this? Where do we have time to go back and get source for you? Your exorbitant reward won't be forgotten later, and besides, we've already given you a lot!"

Someone from the Ji family added, "Daoist priest, you've already collected 10,000 jin of source from the Ji family. If you add the rewards from Yaoguang and other major powers, you must have at least 50,000 jin of source on you."

Hearing this, Tu Fei transmitted a message to Ye Fan, "Why don't we wait a bit longer? Let him swindle more source, and then we'll make our move."

"No," Ye Fan responded, "that taciturn Daoist has the same personality as the fat scoundrel. They're cut from the same cloth, equally cunning. He's clearly about to escape; this is just his last scam." Ye Fan made this judgment, fixing his gaze on the taciturn Daoist, preparing to act.

In the end, people from the Ji family and Yaoguang all rushed towards the mountain peak, leaving the taciturn Daoist behind.

Ye Fan approached, "Daoist priest, if you don't get the source now, do you really expect them to give it to you later?"

"This humble Daoist also thought so," the taciturn Daoist replied, "but unfortunately, I can't afford to offend the Holy Lands."

"Whoosh," "whoosh," "whoosh"...

Various lights flashed. Astral stones, divine blood soil, and other materials inscribed with Dao patterns simultaneously fell, sealing the mountain peak.

"Who are you?" The taciturn Daoist was greatly alarmed.

There were many people around, and he didn't expect anyone to dare to directly attack him in broad daylight.

Dao patterns covered the mountain, drawing down purple lightning, connecting with heaven and earth. The terrifying thunderbolts scorched the rocks and soil.

"Specifically designed to counter me..." The taciturn Daoist's expression instantly changed.

"Motherf***ing Heavenly Venerate, so it's you!" Duan De's avatar nearly had his nose twisted in anger.

On the mountain peak, Ye Fan and Tu Fei brought out the Profound Jade Platform, ready to grab the source and escape at any moment, while the big black dog controlled the Dao patterns to blast him fiercely.

Duan De didn't recognize Ye Fan and Tu Fei, but he definitely recognized this big dog.

"Boom!"

Purple lightning connected with heaven and earth, incredibly terrifying, striking Duan De's body.