Chapter 2558: Chapter 2561: Senior, That’s Too Much!

When Jiang Chen’s words fell, the surrounding crowd was briefly stunned.

The five people of Liu Changlong focused their gaze on Jiang Chen. They knew Elder Zhu was definitely from Changling Academy, and if Jiang Chen had been added to the bounty list, they wouldn’t need to worry about anything!

Meanwhile, Meng Changde, hidden among the crowd, suddenly changed his expression, glaring fiercely at Jiang Chen with cold, icy eyes. He understood clearly that if Zhu Tianming learned of this, he wouldn’t have a single opportunity to intervene!

"Added to the bounty list? Why? Did you kill people from the academy?"

Zhu Tianming was briefly stunned, then spoke in surprise.

"I killed Meng Youyuan’s grand-disciple, Elder Meng Changde’s disciple, Lin Guanghui, and another senior named Sun Tian!"

Jiang Chen spoke softly, explaining the events.

"Well killed! Deserved!"

Zhu Tianming roared angrily upon hearing this, suddenly turning to glare at Meng Changde among the crowd: "Meng Changde, come out here! Did you really think I was too blind to see you?"

Meng Changde’s heart trembled, and he urgently stepped forward from the crowd, his eyes filled with fear as he said: "Greetings, Elder Zhu!"

Buzz!

A majestic aura erupted from Zhu Tianming’s body, pressing heavily on Meng Changde.

Thud!

Meng Changde was directly pressed down to the ground, his face as pale as paper!

"Such a well-trained disciple! Attacking secretly during someone else’s battle, disgracing the reputation of our Changling Academy completely!"

Zhu Tianming shouted angrily.

Meng Changde lay on the ground, unable to get up, bowing his head deeply upon hearing the words.

"Upon returning to the academy this time, I will propose that the academy strip you of your elder position. You should go to the academy’s thinking peak and face the wall in contemplation!"

Zhu Tianming spoke coldly with an ominous expression.

"No! Elder Zhu, you can’t do this!"

Meng Changde panicked, shouting in a panic.

With Zhu Tianming’s influence at Changling Academy, he would surely be able to do what he said. At that time, he would definitely be stripped of his elder position, and once the position was gone, it would not be easy to regain it, even if his father was a vice president. Without the elder position, his points at the academy, which were crucial cultivation resources, would be greatly reduced! 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Hmph! Does the old man need your advice on how to act?"

Zhu Tianming snorted coldly, wrapping his arm around Jiang Chen’s shoulders, speaking without any elder-like demeanor: "Young Jiang, let’s go to the tavern and have a nice chat!"

Saying this, Zhu Tianming took steps towards the Forsaken Tavern.

Jiang Chen froze for a moment, and the surrounding crowd stared, dumbfounded, at Zhu Tianming.

There are still five Saint Experts in the air watching you, is it really okay to just leave like this?

"Ahem! This respected elder, please wait!"

Liu Changlong hesitated visibly, gritted his teeth, and shouted loudly.

Zhu Tianming paused, turning to glance at Liu Changlong and the others with a puzzled expression: "Haven’t you left yet?"

Hmph!

The crowd almost choked, staring at Zhu Tianming in disbelief.

What’s going on? Five Saint Experts are standing there, and you didn’t even notice them?

No one believed Zhu Tianming didn’t see them. Hu Yiqiu had just called out; this was blatant disregard! Blatant disregard for five Saints!

Liu Changlong and the four others changed their expressions, a surge of anger rising within their hearts.

"This is too much, elder!"

Cao Feng shouted coldly.

Swoosh!

Bang!

A flicker of a figure, Cao Feng flew backward, his original position taken by Zhu Tianming: "Too much? Then the old man will give you even more!"

Swoosh! Bang!

Zhu Tianming’s figure disappeared again, and Cao Feng was sent flying back.

"Too much!"

Bang!

"Is this enough to be too much?"

Bang!

"The old man ignoring you is giving you face!"

Bang!

"How dare you say the old man is too much?"

In the air came Zhu Tianming’s repeated scolding, as Cao Feng was battered back and forth like a sandbag by him.

Liu Changlong and the four others trembled uncontrollably, staring incredulously at Cao Feng, who had no power to resist. This... Is this Changling Academy’s saint elder... not a Saint Monarch?! Could it be...

The four shivered, their eyes showing signs of fear!

"My goodness! Is Jiang Chen’s mentor really that strong?"

"Wow, what am I seeing? A Saint being used as a sandbag!?"

"What level is this respected elder at?"

"This is too terrifying!"

The surrounding crowd was dumbfounded, staring at the two forming afterimages in the air, not knowing where their true bodies were, swallowing hard, hearts racing wildly—if not for being cultivators, they might actually face danger of their hearts rupturing!

"This old guy is still so shameless!"

Elder Feng watched the afterimages in the air, chuckling and shaking his head.

Si Huang’er and the others looked at Elder Feng in puzzlement.

"This old guy is indeed stronger than Cao Feng, not even I am his match. One against five is no problem at all, but he’s just too lazy—if he can sneak attack, he definitely won’t fight head-on.

It looks like this old guy is fighting fiercely, but it’s actually because he had already sneak-attacked Cao Feng and dispersed his internal strength when he first started, and now Cao Feng is within his domain, making it seem like he can’t resist at all while being violently attacked by the old guy."

Elder Feng revealed a helpless expression: "This old guy was like this when he was young; every time we battled, he could’ve won with strength, but insisted on using tricks. Losing naturally left me discontent, but losing to his tricks made me even angrier!"

"This..."

Si Huang’er and several others were taken aback, showing astonished expressions as they looked at the afterimages in mid-air.

Swoosh!

Thud!

A sharp sound of tearing through the air, the ground trembled violently, and a pit a dozen meters across appeared in front of Jiang Chen and others. At the bottom of the pit lay an old man dressed in Xuan Robes, eyes closed, his face showing a hint of anger and unwillingness.

"Do you four want to stay here too?"

Elder Zhu hovered in the air, hands behind his back, exuding an aura of profound mystery.

Liu Changlong and the four others’ expressions changed; they swallowed hard, quickly bowing and saying: "We have been offensive; we shall leave, leave!"

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The figures of the four Saints flickered to the bottom of the pit, picking up Cao Feng and leaping towards the edge of town. They truly had no face left to linger longer, nor dared to stay longer!

"That old guy, showing off again!"

Hu Yiqiu murmured softly, calling out to Zhu Tianming who was still suspended in the air, hands behind his back, gazing up at the sky: "Master, slowly enjoy the view, we’ll return to the tavern first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Yiqiu signaled Jiang Chen and the others, genuinely not waiting for Zhu Tianming as he began walking towards the tavern.

Jiang Chen and the others looked at Zhu Tianming, then at Hu Yiqiu, and followed him.

In the air, Zhu Tianming’s mouth twitched; he looked down at Hu Yiqiu, his figure flashing and disappearing from sight!