When in Doubt, Send Out Su Muwang

Everyone: ?!!

Qin Luo's words fell like a massive boulder plunging into water, sending shockwaves through the crowd.

Everyone stared at him in stunned silence, as if they couldn’t believe their ears.

Among the ancient sects, Feng Chu froze for a moment before a smug smirk crept onto his face. Disdain swelled in his heart.

So, this alliance can’t even keep their composure. How easily provoked they are—nothing more than reckless fools.

The other disciples of the Taichu Holy Land also sneered in contempt.

To them, Qin Luo’s response was an undeniable sign of the alliance’s weakness and desperation.

They could already envision the alliance crumbling in these negotiations, retreating step by step. Some even began plotting how they could dominate the situation in the future, reducing the alliance to a mere vassal.

To put it nicely, in modern terms, it was called an "alliance."

To put it bluntly, it was nothing more than a slightly larger sect at best.

The Grand Elder of Taixuan had warned them not to provoke the modern martial artists.

But...

What threat could these lowly, insignificant ants possibly pose?

Meanwhile, some of the more cautious sect leaders frowned slightly.

Something felt off, though they couldn’t quite grasp Qin Luo’s intentions.

On the alliance’s side, there was no immediate uproar.

They merely blinked in confusion.

Their eyes shifted toward Qin Luo, who had suddenly spoken, and they gulped nervously.

Something’s wrong. Very wrong. In fact, if "wrong" had a scale from one to a hundred, this was a ninety.

Ouyang Xuan didn’t dare show any reaction. He just watched Qin Luo, his fists clenched tightly under the table.

Whatever Qin Luo does, it’s always calculated. Which means... he has some other plan?!

Su Bailian huddled in the farthest corner, trying to make herself as small as possible.

She swallowed hard, anxiously scanning the tense atmosphere.

What’s happening? Are they… about to fight?

Su Muwan, meanwhile, was utterly bewildered. She glanced around at the crowd before turning to Qin Luo, who remained eerily calm.

Huh? What’s going on? Is this over already?

Finally, amidst the suffocating silence, Feng Chu scoffed and spoke up.

"What’s the matter?"

"Can’t handle a little truth?"

He shook his head with a mocking chuckle. "With that kind of temperament, I suggest you—"

Before he could finish—

WHOOSH!

Qin Luo moved like a phantom, closing the distance in an instant.

His right palm cut through the air with a deafening howl, moving so fast it was nearly invisible—like a black lightning bolt—before it collided violently with Feng Chu’s face.

SMACK!!

"Ghk—!"

BOOM!

In that single moment, Feng Chu’s head snapped sideways as if struck by a sledgehammer, his entire body flung backward like a ragdoll.

He crashed through several tables and chairs, reducing them to splinters and debris that scattered across the floor.

When he finally landed meters away, a cloud of dust rose around him.

His cheek swelled instantly, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Chu’s eyes widened in shock, confusion, and utter disbelief.

His mind buzzed, completely blank—until the searing pain in his cheek brought him back to reality.

Then, an overwhelming wave of humiliation surged through him.

What… just happened?

I… got hit?

Meanwhile, Qin Luo merely curled his lips into a mocking smirk. He flicked his wrist and scanned the representatives of the ancient sects with disdain.

"What kind of worthless trash dares to strut around in front of our alliance?"

"Negotiate terms?"

"You decrepit old fossils think you’re qualified?!"

"A bunch of arrogant relics clinging to your scraps of power—did you really think this place was still the Profound Heaven Realm?"

As he spoke, Qin Luo slowly rose to his feet. His eyes swept over the crowd before he reached out and grabbed Su Muwan’s arm, yanking her up from her seat.

Su Muwan: ???

Wait, what??

Outwardly, she maintained her icy, unshaken demeanor—but inside, she was panicking.

Qin Luo, what the hell are you doing?!

Her gaze flickered over the furious representatives, and a terrible realization hit her.

Oh no…

"Listen up, you pathetic failures."

Qin Luo’s voice was calm, yet it carried an unshakable authority.

"I don’t care who you used to be."

"But in this modern era—"

"If you’re a tiger, you’ll crawl. If you’re human, you’ll kneel."

"Because—"

He took a deep breath, lifting Su Muwan’s hand high.

"This era… belongs to Su Muwan!!"

BOOM!!

Silence.

Absolute, deafening silence.

Every single person in the room stared in shock, their pupils trembling.

What the hell are you even saying?!

Su Muwan’s eyelid twitched.

No. No, no, no—

Can someone explain why I’m suddenly the one taking all the heat?!

Ouyang Xuan and the others facepalmed.

Great. We thought Qin Luo had some grand strategy. But this?

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds—

BOOM!!

The meeting hall erupted into chaos.

"Outrageous!!"

"You insignificant worm! How dare you?!"

"To insult us so brazenly—!"

"Do you truly think we are beneath your notice?!"

The enraged roars of the ancient sect members finally broke through their stunned paralysis.

An elder from the Taichu Holy Land, who had accompanied Feng Chu, trembled with fury, his white beard quivering. He pointed a shaking finger at Qin Luo and bellowed, "You insolent brat! To disgrace the honored ancient sects like this—do you truly believe we will tolerate such disrespect? Our sects have endured for tens of thousands of years! Our heritage is beyond your comprehension! How dare you spew such nonsense!"

A guardian from the Violet Heaven Pavilion, veins bulging on his forehead, roared, "You wretch!! Do you intend to incite a full-scale war between the ancient sects and your so-called alliance?! Do you have any idea what destruction you’re inviting upon this world?!"

"Today, your alliance shall be erased from—"

"Enough noise."

SMACK—!

"Ghk—!"

Before the elder could finish, Qin Luo flickered forward and delivered another brutal slap.

The elder’s mouth sprayed blood as he crumpled to the ground, convulsing.

His pupils shook in terror.

Why… why couldn’t I dodge?! It was like I was frozen!

"Elder!!"

A disciple’s eyes burned with rage as he glared at… Su Muwan.

"I get it now! I understand everything!!"

"You lured us here under the pretense of negotiations!"

"Then you had Feng Chu assaulted! Insulted us to our faces!!"

"This—this was all your scheme, wasn’t it?!"

Su Muwan blinked.

Her heart lurched.

Wait—

Why is this suddenly my fault?!

The others quickly caught on, their furious gazes locking onto her.

"So it was you all along!"

"Look at her—wreathed in sinister energy! A true villainess!"

"Now it makes sense!!"

"All of this…!"

A old man widened his eyes and shrieked at the top of his lungs, "It's all because of you, you venomous woman—!"

Slap!

"Guh—!"

Another person collapsed to the ground.

At this point.

The scene descended into complete chaos.

Boom!

In an instant.

A surge of powerful spiritual energy erupted among the members of the ancient sect, with several elite fighters radiating dazzling light from their bodies.

Their eyes brimmed with murderous intent—they had already marked Qin Luo as a target to kill, utterly disregarding the fact that this was the conference hall of the Alliance headquarters.

"Everyone!"

"Negotiations have failed!"

"Suppress all Alliance members on the scene immediately!"

!!

The Alliance members tensed up instantly. Ouyang Xuan hurriedly moved closer to Qin Luo and whispered, "Qin Luo, what do we do?"

With negotiations broken down, there was no turning back now.

However.

"What do we do?"

Qin Luo smirked mysteriously, shaking his head unhurriedly before chuckling. "This is where the real show begins, Uncle Ouyang."

The real show?

Just as Ouyang Xuan froze in confusion—

Qin Luo took a deep breath, his expression hardening as he suddenly shouted, "Young Miss! Now’s the time to act!"

Su Muwan blinked in surprise, then shot Qin Luo an exasperated glare.

Oh, so this was his plan all along.

She had no idea what consequences this would bring.

But…

There was no going back now.

Whatever happened next was out of her hands.

The next moment—

Without hesitation.

Hummm—!

Su Muwan’s dark hair instantly turned crystalline, her eyes transforming into a transparent, icy white.

[Absolute Zero: No-Mercy Mode—Activated!]

After indifferently sweeping her gaze over the ancient sect’s forces—

She raised her palm slightly.

Frostfall—!

Whooosh—!

In an instant, the frigid power within Su Muwan burst forth like a raging glacial river.

With a mere flick of her wrist, the temperature in the conference hall plunged far below freezing. Moisture in the air condensed into a mist of ice, shrouding the entire space in an eerie haze.

The ancient sect members felt a bone-chilling aura sweep over them—before they could even react, their bodies began rapidly encasing in ice.

"Gah—!"

First, their limbs. A layer of crystalline frost spread at visible speed, followed by their torsos. The ice crawled like a living thing along their meridians, freezing spiritual energy in its wake.

Su Muwan waved her hand again.

Shiiing—!

Countless ice spikes erupted from the ground, shooting toward the ancient sect like arrows loosed from a bow.

These spikes carried an extreme, piercing cold that effortlessly shattered defensive barriers and impaled their bodies.

The sounds of shhk—shhk—shhk! tearing through flesh filled the air.

In mere seconds, the weaker disciples were frozen into lifeless ice sculptures.

Even the elder-level experts, despite their desperate resistance, found their meridians invaded by the frost, their spiritual energy thrown into chaos.

Thud! Thud!

Their spiritual cores seemed completely sealed, rendering them powerless. They crumpled to the ground, utterly defeated.

Su Muwan’s gaze remained indifferent as she lightly stomped her foot.

Crack—!

The conference hall’s floor instantly transformed into a thick sheet of ice, infused with a powerful sealing force that trapped the crippled ancient sect members in place.

They could only watch in horror as their strength dissipated, their expressions twisted in despair.

In a single breath, the entire hall had become a palace of ice.

Whether they were in the Domain Realm or the Spiritual Origin Realm—

[Initiation Realm, Foundation Realm, Mastery Realm, Peak Realm, Return to Simplicity Realm, Domain Realm, Spiritual Origin Realm, True Spirit Realm, Supreme Realm, Transcendent Realm]

—none were spared. All were instantly annihilated.

The Alliance members exchanged stunned glances.

Su Bailian shuddered.

Seriously, Sis? Wasn’t this a bit… excessive?

For a long moment.

Silence reigned.