Extremely Arrogant

The Barren Realm quickly sprang into action.

They contacted Zhen Wuji to hurry to the Barren City.

Not long after, amidst a crowd of onlookers, Zhen Wuji arrived at the grand hall in a flurry of activity.

"Hmm?"

As soon as he reached the entrance, a young disciple carrying tea accidentally bumped into him, instantly provoking Zhen Wuji's anger.

A sharp claw-like mark landed on the disciple's neck, leaving a bloody hole.

"Stop!"

A elder shouted.

But it was too late. The young disciple had already become a lifeless corpse, casually tossed aside by Zhen Wuji.

"Why did you do that?"

The elder couldn't help but rebuke. Although the young disciple was of low status, he was diligent and sharp-minded, earning the elder's favor.

Who could have imagined that a mere accidental bump would result in such a brutal death?

"What? Do you have a problem with it?"

Zhen Wuji turned his gaze toward the elder.

"Why did you kill him here? Even if he was just a disciple, he was still a member of the Barren Sect. A reprimand would have sufficed. Was it necessary to be so ruthless?" the elder said, his face flushed with anger.

"So what if I killed him?"

"I am a member of the Zhen family, and the beloved grandson of my grandfather, Zhen Jian!"

Zhen Wuji sneered disdainfully and turned to enter the hall.

The elder was furious, but Huang Tianling grabbed his arm, shaking his head and saying, "Let it go!"

"But look at his attitude! He killed a Barren Sect disciple right in front of us. Can you tolerate this?" the elder shouted, his face red.

"Whether we can tolerate it or not, we have no choice!"

Huang Tianling consoled him, "After all, he is the descendant of that person from the mountain."

"Ugh!"

The elder slammed his hand down in frustration and retreated, looking utterly dejected.

Inside the hall.

Zhen Wuji sat down arrogantly, completely disregarding the elders and high-ranking members of the Barren Sect.

Despite this, Huang Tianling and the others could only force smiles and play along.

"Brother Zhen, this is the unique yellow tea of Barren City. Please, have a taste."

Huang Tianling smiled.

A young disciple brought over a pot of tea.

Zhen Wuji glanced at it, took a sip, and immediately spat it onto the main table of the council.

He then slammed the teacup onto the ground.

"You dare serve me such disgusting tea?"

Zhen Wuji grabbed the disciple who had brought the tea and growled, "Are you trying to humiliate me?"

"Spare me, my lord! I was only following orders. How could I dare to humiliate you?"

The disciple gasped for air, terrified.

This scene made the muscles on Huang Tianling's face twitch.

Huang Tianling slammed the table and stood up, his expression dark.

"Hmm?"

"Elder Huang, do you have an issue with me?"

Zhen Wuji slapped the disciple away and stared at Huang Tianling with a leisurely gaze.

Huang Tianling's face shifted between anger and restraint. His fists clenched tightly within his sleeves, but after a long struggle, he forced a smile and said, "Brother Zhen, you jest. If you don't like the yellow tea, we'll simply bring you another cup."

"Tch."

Zhen Wuji scoffed, his eyes filled with mockery.

A moment later, a trembling young maid brought over another pot of tea. She didn't dare to look at Zhen Wuji, fearing she might provoke him in some way.

But as soon as Zhen Wuji saw her, he grabbed her without hesitation and pulled her into his arms.

The tea tray fell to the ground, spilling tea everywhere.

"Hahaha!"

"This girl is quite the beauty!"

Zhen Wuji laughed heartily, groping her while glaring at Huang Tianling and the others, who were seething with anger. "What are you all standing around for? Can't you see I'm busy?"

The crowd stood up abruptly, their cold, piercing eyes fixed on Zhen Wuji.

The atmosphere grew heavy.

"Hmph!"

"What, is the Barren Sect planning to make an enemy of the Zhen family?"

Zhen Wuji not only showed no fear but instead taunted them, standing up and saying coldly, "The Barren Sect may be powerful, and indeed the supreme overlord of the Barren Realm."

"But so what?"

"Even if all the old-timers in your sect gathered together, could they match my grandfather?"

These words stoked the fury of Huang Tianling and the others, their fists clenched so tightly they creaked.

But Zhen Wuji wasn't wrong.

A True Immortal at the 20th level could easily overthrow the entire Barren Sect and the Barren Realm.

Their goal was to align the Barren Realm with Zhen Jian, not to make an enemy of him.

Thinking of this, Huang Tianling angrily flung his sleeve and left.

The others, filled with resentment, also left with reddened eyes.

The doors closed, and from within came Zhen Wuji's arrogant laughter, starkly contrasting with the maid's cries of pain.

"Pass down the order. After this, ensure the girl is properly comforted."

"Fulfill any of her requests, and compensate her generously."

Huang Tianling's veins bulged on his forehead.

As a respected elder of the Barren Sect, he had never been humiliated like this before.

Now, right before their eyes, one of their female disciples was being violated. He wanted to intervene, but for the greater good, he had to endure.

Finally, after nearly half an hour, the doors slowly opened.

When Huang Tianling and the others entered, they found the maid lying lifeless on the table, her clothes torn, her eyes wide open and bloodshot.

The sight was utterly horrifying.

Huang Tianling and the others felt as though they couldn't breathe.

Overwhelmed with anger, Huang Tianling nearly spat out a mouthful of blood but forced himself to swallow it back.

He was deeply distressed.

After taking a few deep breaths, he instructed the others to properly bury the maid and compensate her family. Only then did he sit back down beside Zhen Wuji.

"Hahaha!"

"Speaking of which, your Barren Sect's hospitality is quite impressive. I'll make sure to visit more often in the future." Zhen Wuji laughed arrogantly. "Since you've been so accommodating, I'll naturally go see my grandfather."

Hearing this, the weight in everyone's hearts finally lifted.

Fortunately, Zhen Wuji hadn't simply toyed with them and then refused to visit Zhen Jian.

Otherwise, they truly would have had no way to deal with him.

After all, whether Zhen Wuji went to see Zhen Jian or not, his status as Zhen Jian's descendant remained unchanged.

As long as Zhen Jian's backing existed, no one in the Barren Realm, including the Barren Sect, would dare to touch Zhen Wuji.

"The journey to the Tianlan Mountains is long, and the teleportation array has been destroyed. We will use the Barren Sect's supreme immortal artifact to send you there," Huang Tianling said.

"Fine by me."

Zhen Wuji sat arrogantly on the chair, replying casually.

"One more thing needs to be confirmed. Will Elder Zhen Jian recognize you?" Huang Tianling asked.

"Of course he will. As his beloved grandson, how could he not recognize me?"

Zhen Wuji sneered.

"And can you recognize him?" Huang Tianling pressed.

"Naturally. My grandfather doted on me before he left home thirty thousand years ago. His face is etched in my memory."

Zhen Wuji smirked, casting a haughty glance at the crowd.

Clearly, he was reminding everyone that his relationship with Zhen Jian went beyond mere blood ties.

If anyone dared to harm him, they would have to carefully consider the consequences...