Laozi Doesn't Want to Be a Saint Anymore

Chen Feng didn’t hesitate for a second—he just took off running.

He never could have anticipated what was about to happen.

At the critical moment,

Yin Hu set his sights squarely on him.

At this point, both the Heavenly Broken Kick and the Lingbo Weibu were pushed to their absolute limits.

Combined with his deep integration with the Qilin bloodline,

Chen Feng’s speed was now nearly on par with that of the Qilin itself.

His figure blurred into the phantom of a sharp blade, slicing through the resistance of the air.

In an instant, he had vanished a thousand meters away.

Yet, a chill crept down his spine.

Then came the deafening sound of a massive bite clamping down.

Chen Feng glanced back.

His heart skipped a beat.

There stood Yin Hu’s enormous head, sinking its jaws into the very spot Chen Feng had just occupied.

The beast had literally bitten out a crater a hundred meters wide.

If he had been a moment slower,

he’d already be inside Yin Hu’s mouth.

But now Chen Feng found himself in a dilemma.

He dared not run recklessly—if he crossed through the provinces and cities surrounding Shengdu,

the battlefield would shift with him, leaving devastation in his wake.

It wasn’t just Chen Feng who was shaken.

Jiao Long also breathed a sigh of relief on his behalf,

regretting deeply.

Why hadn’t he swallowed this Qilin seed whole earlier?

If he had, there wouldn’t be such a huge threat now.

If Yin Hu, empowered by the Qilin’s sacred blood, managed to survive the heavenly tribulation,

what would be the point of Jiao Long’s own transformation into a dragon?

He’d probably have no choice but to retreat to the Four Symbols’ natural barriers,

forever hiding away in the Azure Dragon’s Tomb.

……

Meanwhile, all the viewers around the world were left bewildered.

“What on earth is going on? What is that saber-toothed tiger gnawing on?”

“I think I just saw it eating dirt.”

“There seems to be a white dot moving really fast.”

“Whose cheap drone is that? Can’t it get closer and speed up the footage?”

……

Around Shengdu, thousands of drones were hovering,

all capturing this breathtaking spectacle.

With Yin Hu’s sudden, strange behavior,

everyone grew curious about what was happening.

The drones tried their best to get closer,

hoping to catch a clear image of that white dot on the battlefield.

But compared to Yin Hu and Jiao Long, Chen Feng’s size was minuscule.

On every drone’s camera, he was nothing more than a tiny speck.

No one could make out what it really was.

Still, some guessed it was probably a human expert.

Soon enough, Jiao Long provided the answer.

First, Yin Hu chewed on the dirt in his mouth,

but found no familiar taste.

Then his gaze locked onto Chen Feng’s fleeing figure.

He muttered to himself,

“Running pretty fast, almost as fast as the Qilin.”

“Am I really that scary?”

“I was only planning to eat one of your legs—why so nervous?”

Jiao Long immediately warned,

“Chen Feng! She’s a Taotie.”

“Her stomach is an endless bottomless pit.”

“If she catches you, you’ll become her feast to survive the tribulation.”

As Jiao Long issued the warning,

he positioned himself in front of Yin Hu,

blocking her from lunging at Chen Feng again.

At that moment, both Chen Feng and the entire world were stunned.

Chen Feng never expected that one day, Jiao Long would come to his rescue.

Though the situation was special, and Jiao Long’s move was self-preservation,

the global audience finally learned from Jiao Long’s words

who that rapidly moving white dot really was.

“It’s the hero of Daxia! I knew it had to be him!”

“Can someone tell me why his mistress wants to eat him?”

“As expected, mistresses are all scheming women who just want to drain men dry.”

“Hey, don’t generalize! My mistress and I are true love!”

“No wonder the Great Xia Hero has white scales—turns out he’s a Qilin breed!”

“I’ve suspected for a long time that the Great Xia Hero isn’t human. How could anyone be that outstanding otherwise?”

...

The online news comments and live chat flew by like snowflakes.

People could only vent their shock and disbelief this way.

At this moment, the seventh Divine Thunder of the Fire God descended.

A wave of scorching heat swept across the land.

Compared to the very first Divine Thunder, this one was sixty-four times more powerful.

Yin Hu was instantly struck, her entire body charred black.

She staggered, barely able to keep her balance.

The earth turned into a sea of flames.

Even the rocks melted into molten lava under this Divine Thunder.

“Damn it!”

Yin Hu could clearly feel the heavy injuries inflicted on her body.

Even if she barely survived the eighth Divine Thunder, which would be twice as powerful again,

the ninth strike would surely be her death.

She looked again at Chen Feng, who was fleeing.

Her voice roared with fury:

“We’ve been together for over nine years, and you don’t trust me?”

“Come into my mouth, and I promise I’ll only eat one of your legs.”

Chen Feng rubbed his temples in frustration.

He couldn’t help but activate the Seven Absolute Strings of the Heaven-and-Man Unity, amplifying his voice with sound waves.

“I don’t buy that for a second!”

“When you bit down just now, it was definitely more than just one leg!”

The Jiaolong also warned again:

“A Taotie devours without ever spitting out.”

“Once you enter its mouth, there’s no coming out.”

“Think carefully—have you ever seen it spit anything out?”

Although the Jiaolong was an enemy,

Chen Feng had to admit its words made sense.

After all those years climbing the White Tiger Abyss,

he’d never seen Yin Hu spit anything out of her mouth.

Not even saliva or food wrappers.

And when it came to eating people, she never left a single bone behind.

Except for some of his own parts,

but that was a special case.

Yin Hu watched anxiously as the thunderstorm cloud began brewing the eighth Divine Thunder.

She couldn’t help but plead:

“Is it really impossible for humans and demons to trust each other even a little?”

“If I fail this tribulation, get ready to feed the Jiaolong with human children every month!”

“But I don’t like eating people. Right now, I only want hotpot.”

“Which side are you on—Jiaolong’s or mine?”

“You’re the Great Xia Hero in everyone’s eyes. You better think this through!”

Yin Hu’s words struck Chen Feng with a stark reality.

If Yin Hu failed to pass the tribulation,

no one could stop the Jiaolong anymore.

Every month, ten pairs of innocent boys and girls would become the Jiaolong’s food.

But if he sacrificed just one person,

millions could live happily ever after.

What choice was there?

At this moment, the whole world was waiting for Chen Feng’s answer.

Everyone understood this was a blatant moral trap set by Yin Hu.

She was trying to use duty and responsibility to force Chen Feng into self-sacrifice.

Yet, they couldn’t deny—

they all hoped Yin Hu would win.

Especially those with children.

They wished the Jiaolong would be devoured by Yin Hu right away.

“The Great Xia Hero seems to be hesitating.”

“Well, duh. Who wouldn’t hesitate?”

"Who would willingly give up their own life to save someone else?"

"If it were me, I wouldn’t hesitate for a second to refuse."

"I think this is a better choice than the trolley problem—no matter who you pick, it’s the right answer."

...

Chen Feng stopped in his tracks.

He glanced at Jiaolong.

Then looked over at Yin Hu.

He couldn’t help but mutter under his breath:

"I’m done playing the saint."