Chapter 1044: Chapter 1044: Moving Flowers Palace Chapter 1044: Chapter 1044: Moving Flowers Palace Huang Xiaolong’s words were like arrows each aimed at the heart, and there was, frustratingly enough, a ring of truth to them.

Indeed, you, Snowfall Prince, stepped in and advised Huang Xiaolong to be merciful when you yourself did not do the same when Bai Huan was arrogant and repeatedly threatened to torture Huang Xiaolong. Why didn’t you ask Bai Huan to show mercy?

Such behavior, plainly put, is nothing but “hypocrisy.”

Snowfall Prince was truly choked by Huang Xiaolong’s words! As a genius, the bright moon among the stars, born with a silver spoon and raised amidst a halo of glory, he was accustomed to excessive flattery and praise… But he had never been confronted so directly and disrespectfully to his face, not to mention insulted!

Suddenly, Snowfall Prince’s expression turned gloomy.

However, Huang Xiaolong didn’t care at all about Snowfall Prince’s feelings.

Slap~~~!

He slapped Bai Huan across the face.

Huang Xiaolong still hadn’t intended to kill; he just used a bit of force and shattered all of Bai Huan’s teeth!

With a glare that shouted death before dishonor, Bai Huan stared fiercely at Huang Xiaolong, choked for breath, unable to speak, and hissed, “You… you… you hit… you hit me~~~”
“Heh heh, hit you? Oh, you’re upset about that? Well then… might as well kill you,” thought Huang Xiaolong, his grip tightening around Bai Huan’s head with a ghostly hand!

Crack~~ crack~~~!

Sounds of cracking bones filled the air.

Bai Huan’s skull began to show fracture lines.

The next moment, Bai Huan’s head was about to burst! Although he was a late-stage Divine Skills cultivator, a burst skull meant death.

At this critical moment of life and death, Bai Huan caught Huang Xiaolong’s gaze.

It was a numb, indifferent, cold gaze, as if life meant nothing to him, his eyes unswayed. Such a gaze made Bai Huan’s heart pound!

He even saw visions of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, Asura Hell itself, in Huang Xiaolong’s eyes!

Scared!

Bai Huan was truly frightened, a chilling fear and despair seeping into every cell of his body, penetrating deep into his soul!

“No! I was wrong! Forgive me~~ I… I, Bai Guang, from now on, dare not show my face before you! I will never utter the word ‘revenge’ again. Don’t kill me… getting hit by you today is my own fault~~~”
“Hehe, not bad~~” Huang Xiaolong nodded slightly, genuinely feeling that Bai Huan was truly cowed and indeed would not seek retaliation again. In his heart, a shadow of Huang Xiaolong had formed.

A subtle pleasure of controlling life and destiny flickered through Huang Xiaolong’s heart.

That feeling was indeed satisfying!

“Alright, you can leave now.” Huang Xiaolong withdrew the ghostly hand. “Remember, next time, you won’t be so lucky.”

“Yes, yes, I understand~~” Bai Huan, along with Tian Youliang, who was equally terrified, scrammed away.

Zhan Tang watched Huang Xiaolong obsessively, feeling that his own Island Master was naturally domineering, not acting except when necessary, but once he did, he was as terrifying as a demon. Offending him was nothing short of a disaster!

Ruling the world with a majestic presence that could sway in all directions, it was nothing but the same!

At this time, Snowfall Prince finally lost his composure, his previous calm, scholarly demeanor had disappeared, replaced by a tyrannical, venomous, brutal rage–“In front of me, you hit the person I was protecting… You are slapping my face!! Do you know what the consequences of slapping me, Snowfall Prince, are?”

“Young Master! Kill him! Break his legs!” The stunningly beautiful maids behind Snowfall Prince also began to snarl aggressively.

Zhan Tang’s expression tightened once again.

To Zhan Tang, talents from the Dragon Hidden List were like the moon in the sky, to be admired from a distance without any personal interaction.

Yet today, his own Island Master was openly opposing and competing with one such genius from the Dragon Hidden List!

This shocking development was somewhat hard for Zhan Tang to accept in the moment!

“Hehe, are you scared again? Don’t be scared, don’t be scared, my young master can handle it. What’s the Dragon Hidden List, the Snake Hidden List? In front of my young master, they’re nothing!” Xiaohong held Zhan Tang’s hand, giggling gleefully.

“You little Fox Spirit! How can you speak like that! What’s this about a ‘Snake Hidden List’?” Qingqing, who was inadvertently dragged into this, glared at Xiaohong.

Indeed, amid this brewing storm, the three little demons started frolicking and causing mischief.

With his aura soaring, Snowfall Prince instantly became overwhelmingly domineering, every gesture exuding a terrifying royal presence that intimidated everyone!

Under the influence of his powerful aura, all the tables and chairs in the tavern seemed to lose weight and began floating in the air.

As for the cultivators–
“Not good! The Mana in my body is disrupted!”

“My breathing is unstable!”

“I… I… I feel like I’m about to run amok! This is terrible!”

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Under the oppressive aura of the Son of Falling Snow, these cultivators were all thrown into disarray!

Huang Xiaolong appeared calm and at ease, exuding faint ripples of energy that protected those around him, preventing them from being suppressed by the Son of Falling Snow’s aura.

Terrifying mana and killing intent were slowly brewing inside the Son of Falling Snow, as silent as a volcano yet as oppressive as thunder.

The entire tavern, and even the surrounding area for several miles, felt as heavy as if it were about to drip water.

“I, the Son of Falling Snow, will kill you today,” the Son of Falling Snow said coldly, staring at Huang Xiaolong.

“Hehe, I’ve long heard about so-called geniuses on the Hidden Dragon List. Today, I shall see for myself just how much of a genius you are,” Huang Xiaolong said with a wicked smile. “Has anyone ever shattered your sense of superiority? Good, let me do it today!”

The two were about to engage in a battle!

The Son of Falling Snow had already cultivated his spirit, mana, and momentum to their peaks, ready to deliver a lethal strike!

Yet Huang Xiaolong did not bother to brew any power; he was simply prepared to strike casually.

Just at this critical moment,
suddenly, a gentle wave of mana as soft as a spring drizzle flowed into the tavern, significantly dissipating the Son of Falling Snow’s aura and murderous intent.

The air rippled with the freshness of spring winds and green waters, refreshing the spirit.

A thought flickered through Huang Xiaolong’s mind.

The ferocity in the Son of Falling Snow’s heart had noticeably weakened.

“Oh? A master from the Move Flowers Palace has arrived,” the Son of Falling Snow’s gaze shifted toward the staircase.

There was a clinking sound of jewelry.

A beautiful woman with the elegance of a quiet valley orchid walked up slowly.

She radiated an intellectual beauty, with an oval face and delicate features that retained a classic charm. Dressed in a plain long robe, she resembled Chang’e, the Moon Goddess, descending to the mortal realm.

Upon seeing her, Huang Xiaolong realized this beautiful woman was actually a mid-stage Crossing Tribulation expert, truly a grandmaster who oversaw a territory.

“Oh, it turns out to be Steward Murong,” the Son of Falling Snow’s expression shifted slightly as he gave a small smile.

It seemed that facing such a Crossing Tribulation expert, he restrained his arrogance, showing great politeness and courtesy.

Of course, the Son of Falling Snow valued not just the mid-stage Crossing Tribulation expert but deeper still, the power behind Steward Murong–the Move Flowers Palace!

“Island Master, the Move Flowers Palace is a large sect in our world of overseas cultivators; it’s extremely mysterious,” Zhan Tang quickly started to explain to Huang Xiaolong. “It is said that the sect primarily consists of female disciples, with only a few male disciples. Its combined strength is only slightly less than that of ancient major sects like Shushan, Emei, and Qingcheng.”

“Heh, Son of Falling Snow, I heard that a few of you on the Hidden Dragon List were planning to bet in the Ancient Dragon Ruins to see whose chosen one would inherit the power of the ancient dragons. Interesting, I just happened to pass by and decided to take a look. However, I discovered something else,” Steward Murong said with a mysterious smile.

Immediately after, Steward Murong’s gaze turned toward Ying Aoshan, then Song Yuru, looking from left to right, nodding, and asked, “Young ladies, have you joined any sect or are you Loose Cultivators?”

Song Yuru and Ying Aoshan shook their heads simultaneously, then hooked their arms around Huang Xiaolong’s arms on both sides and said in unison, “We are traveling the world of overseas cultivators with our husband.”

“Husband?” Steward Murong paused for a moment, then nodded at Huang Xiaolong.

“Son of Falling Snow, could you grant the Move Flowers Palace a favor and not oppose this young friend today,” Steward Murong said to the Son of Falling Snow.

“This–” The Son of Falling Snow frowned, his thoughts racing, then he nodded. “Fine, I, the Son of Falling Snow, will give Steward Murong, the Move Flowers Palace, some face. Today, I won’t kill this youngster. However–”
The Son of Falling Snow glared fiercely at Huang Xiaolong. “Remember, you’d better scram immediately. I’m letting you off today, but only for today! If next time I encounter you, you will have nowhere to be buried!”

Having said that, the Son of Falling Snow, then led his maids away.

A faint smile formed on the corners of Huang Xiaolong’s mouth.

Although the Son of Falling Snow seemed to walk away, Huang Xiaolong noticed that he had left a mark on him. With this mark, the Son of Falling Snow could lock onto Huang Xiaolong’s location and pursue him anytime!

Huang Xiaolong did not mind the mark. After all, entering the Ancient Dragon Ruins tomorrow, he would meet the Son of Falling Snow again!

“Young friend, if I have your two wives join the Move Flowers Palace, would you have any objections?” Steward Murong couldn’t wait to ask.

As she spoke, she took out a crystal ball from her bosom. Inside the transparent crystal ball was a projection similar to the Xuanhuang Tower.

Steward Murong moved the crystal ball towards Ying Aoshan’s position, and immediately, four lights shone in the Xuanhuang Tower projection inside the ball. “She can reach the fourth layer!”

She moved the crystal ball towards Song Yuru’s position, and even brighter, five lights shone in the Xuanhuang Tower projection!

“Confirmed, no mistake! Able to reach the fifth layer! Good, young ladies, you both have a talent for practicing spells! Moreover, I see you have not practiced any spells yet, like two blank sheets, two raw gems, you can cultivate the supreme mental method of my Move Flowers Palace without any obstruction!” Steward Murong was somewhat excited.

Huang Xiaolong thought to himself–
So, it turned out that Steward Murong from the Move Flowers Palace intervened and persuaded the Son of Falling Snow to back down not for anything else but because she had taken a liking to Song Yuru and Ying Aoshan!

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