The more you believe me, the more true I am. Chapter 097

Character name suggestions: Du Yuan, An Qing Wang, Zhang Sandao, Gu Feng Zhenren, Zhenjun

The moment the words fell, Du Yuan’s gaze passed over An Qing Wang and settled on the void behind him.

An Qing Wang hated being ignored more than anything in his life!

Especially, to be treated with such disdain by someone who clearly possessed extraordinary skills!

The intention to recruit him, born of his talent, instantly melted away, replaced by a sudden surge of anger and humiliation:

“Daoist priest, it seems… you have a great prejudice against this King?”

“No,” Du Yuan’s voice was calm and unruffled, yet it carried a cold penetrative power.

This denial inexplicably caused a faint, unseasonable glimmer of hope to flit across An Qing Wang’s heart.

However, this thread of hope had not yet formed before it was crushed by the other party’s next words—

“It’s abhorrence.”

Those two words, clear and cold, seemed to be laced with poison.

The color drained from An Qing Wang’s face instantly, leaving him ashen.

“Presumptuous!” He roared furiously, his voice trembling slightly with extreme rage, “This King is of noble birth, the direct descendant of the late emperor, and the sibling of the current Son of Heaven! I govern Qingzhou, overseeing a region! You are but a wandering wild Daoist, an unknown madman, how dare you blaspheme this King!”

But before he could finish, he heard Du Yuan say:

“In nobility, nothing is more noble than human life.”

Suddenly, everyone gasped.

This, was this a threat to the King?!

An Qing Wang’s face turned even darker, an unhealthy shade of green-black.

But the subsequent question was also stuck in his throat.

Because in front of this Daoist, there were soldiers lying sprawled all over the ground.

If this fellow went completely mad and wanted to take his head.

For a moment, he really had no way to stop him.

But what puzzled him even more was that after seeing his appearance, the other party shook his head even more, saying:

“As expected, not worth saving.”

This shake of the head made An Qing Wang’s heart inexplicably thrown into chaos, and the courage he had just lost resurfaced as he shouted:

“What exactly do you mean?!”

Du Yuan looked behind him with even greater melancholy.

The blood-red aura and the dynasty’s dragon were intertwined, which was the main reason Du Yuan was attracted here.

Because early on, he had seen the ‘qi’ above Qingzhou become complex and entangled.

Following it, he stumbled upon An Qing Wang.

But what Du Yuan saw at this moment was not these. He focused his gaze, and behind An Qing Wang, countless overlapping illusory figures had gathered.

The shadows were so faint that even he almost overlooked them.

But as he stared deeper.

He saw, not a hundred human lives!

Among them, about a dozen people had crimson bloodstains on their bodies, as if they had gotten what they deserved; the rest, however, had no marks. This meant that at least nearly a hundred people had been innocently harmed by him.

Nearly a hundred people—in various storybooks, for a prince, it seemed like a completely insignificant number.

But seeing it clearly with his own eyes, Du Yuan could not remain indifferent.

Especially since those illusory figures were still moving as if alive, vividly realistic.

Du Yuan didn’t even dare to silently recite Buddhist scriptures in his heart—he feared that the next moment, he would directly witness the lives of these poor people, and the moments of their tragic deaths.

Therefore, Du Yuan unreservedly uttered two words—

Abhorrence!

After shaking his head, Du Yuan intended to leave.

An Qing Wang was not worth saving, so he might as well be used to see what those hidden guys were up to.

Because along the way, Du Yuan had clearly seen that the source of Qingzhou’s chaotic and entangled qi was twofold: one was the Mi River, and the other was An Qing Wang.

Letting An Qing Wang walk into it to scout the way could be considered making the best use of him.

Otherwise, if he acted rashly, Du Yuan worried that the situation would only become more rotten.

Seeing that Du Yuan was about to leave without even bothering to answer his thoughts.

An Qing Wang became even more enraged, but he glanced at the soldiers who were lying on the ground, scrambling to hide, and at Zhang Sandao, who immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy when he saw him.

An Qing Wang almost twisted his nose in anger.

He, a dignified prince, a fated person as even the celestial immortals had said, was utterly helpless against a madman!

Was he to simply stand by and watch himself be humiliated today?!

Just at this moment—

“Why bother with this madman, Your Highness? Let this poor Daoist capture him!”

A voice sounded from behind An Qing Wang.

To his great delight, everyone exclaimed even more.

A Daoist was seen leaping from the carriage behind An Qing Wang.

Not only did he jump several zhang high, but he also landed steadily in front of Du Yuan.

Seeing Gu Feng Zhenren appear with his magic treasure.

An Qing Wang pointed at Du Yuan with immense surprise and said:

“Please, Zhenren, quickly capture this fiend!”

He had almost forgotten that he had a Zhenren by his side.

This madman wouldn’t be able to act so wildly anymore!

Du Yuan, hearing the commotion behind him, still had no intention of turning back.

Because this was definitely another one of those things similar to that fox.

All of them were unpresentable, only capable of showing off in front of mortals.

This display also infuriated Gu Feng Zhenren; in terms of arrogance, he was even more arrogant than An Qing Wang!

How could he endure this slight?

He immediately strode forward, grabbing at Du Yuan’s shoulder.

He had made up his mind: he would crush this arrogant fellow’s shoulder blade!

This caused the surrounding commoners, who had mustered their courage to continue watching, to let out another gasp of surprise.

Because this new Daoist, not only looked like he was beyond the reach of mortals, but he also hadn’t been sent flying by golden light like the previous soldiers; upon closer inspection.

His palm was already on Du Yuan’s shoulder.

Were they going to witness a battle between dragons and tigers today?!

The commoners, who had not yet sensed danger, not only did not flee but became even more eager to see what would happen next.

But in the midst of everyone’s anticipation.

Gu Feng Zhenren, on whom An Qing Wang had placed high hopes, had barely exerted force with his palm when he was horrified to see a flash of golden light.

Then, not only was he sent flying even further than those soldiers, rolling under the horses’ hooves, startling the two horses into neighing wildly and trampling him into a dusty mess.

He even discovered that all the bones in his left palm were shattered!

The iron palm that had just seemed capable of capturing dragons and tigers had now turned into a limp, floppy mess.

“Ah?!”

Gu Feng Zhenren, ignoring the horses’ hooves, exclaimed in shock, and the surrounding commoners also exclaimed:

“Ah?!”

They had thought it would be a battle between dragons and tigers, but it turned out to be a self-inflicted humiliation.

The commoners’ voices severely stimulated Gu Feng Zhenren.

It could be said that the last thread in his brain snapped at that moment!

After a loud shout, he sprang up from the ground, dragging his limp hand. He brought out the magic treasure bestowed upon him by Zhenjun:

“Evil creature, do you dare to try my magic treasure?!”

Du Yuan still ignored him; he had no interest in dealing with these clowns. He still wanted to go and see what was really going on with the Mi River.

But as Gu Feng Zhenren angrily activated the water disk.

Du Yuan finally stopped.

This made Gu Feng Zhenren overjoyed, saying:

“Haha, scared, aren’t you? But it’s too late, this is the magic treasure bestowed upon me by Zhenjun—the Fengdu Jujuluo Basin!”

Isn’t he just a powerful wild Daoist?

Can you be stronger than my sect?