606 A well-stamped fingerprint!

If Gou Bu Huan had not gone in by himself, he would have been accused by everyone. This rascal had already suffered a few beatings in the past few days and was feeling unhappy about it, especially when he did not know what he did that had completely offended everyone.

Fuck, I was forced to eat human flesh back then without wanting to do it either. Was I to starve to death? But later… I do find the taste of human flesh rather unique and delicious, so I… Who wouldn't eat delicious food? Everyone has their own food preferences, carrot-lovers or vegetable-lovers, you can not control the taste buds of people.

Jun Mo Xie dodged off and sprinted off. He verbally defended himself as he ran.

"I didn't mean to insult you but I'm saying the truth. If you don't believe me, you can go back and look into the mirror. You really look like it. Didn't you see that I almost pulled down my pants to see if I had lost my manhood? If 'that thing' suddenly popped out and spouted a stream of empty rhetoric, I would be completely embarrassed. Thankfully, it wasn't me…"

Gou Bu Huan shouted hysterically from his anger. He was boiling with rage; his anger had reached its peak and was he unable to control. His thin hair was curling up and flaring up. This was quite a good representation of him bristling with anger. Although his hair seemed a little thin and slightly curly…

This was quite an image!

Gou Bu Huan chased after Jun Mo Xie while jumping, akin to a giant monkey. Jun Mo Xie was running off in a wretched manner. He suddenly looked back and was momentarily shocked and shouted loudly, "Wow! With the curls on your hair flowing, you look even more like it. Can you not be have such an image?"

At the moment, Gou Bu Huan was obviously mad with anger. He felt that his lungs were exploding and was growling and roaring, screaming, and shouting loudly. He was unleashing blows without any regard. He crossed his palms as a fierce wind stirred up and, like a whirlwind, swamped Jun Mo Xie.

Jun Mo Xie shouted loudly in panic. Phasing away, he suddenly vanished.

Gou Bu Huan was still unleashing a barrage of attacks with reddened eyes. He was no doubt an expert at the Supreme level. The surrounding big pile of snow was swept up along with the soil. Snowflakes and soil filled the sky. The might he displayed was truly appalling.

At this moment, the top of his head suddenly began hurting. In his horror, he lunged forward. He turned back to discover Jun Mo Xie behind him. Upon seeing him turn his head, Jun Mo Xie shouted, "Oh crap!"

He turned and ran. How could Gou Bu Huan be willing to spare him? He weirdly howled as he approached Jun Mo Xie. This pursuit continued and seemingly returned to when they both had their original confrontation.

Suddenly, Jun Mo Xie stopped running away. He retreated in order to gain an advantage to advance later on. He rushed off and in a split second, he was in front of Gou Bu Huan. His bodily movements were extremely fast. Gou Bu Huan was chasing with all his might, but when Jun Mo Xie suddenly appeared in front of him, he was taken aback momentarily, almost gasping in shock. However, it immediately turned to a pleasant surprise. He felt that the rascal was courting death, so crossing his palms, he gave a sinister laugh while cleaving down.

At that moment, his legs weakened all of a sudden. It was as though there was a trap underneath him. He was instantly shocked. He took in a deep breath and charged upwards. However, as soon as his legs left the ground, Jun Mo Xie aimed straight at his nether regions. He delivered four kicks on Gou Bu Huan's leg joints in succession and was even able to slide past his body. Using his right toe, he tripped him Gou Bu Huan's ankle…

Gou Bu Huan shouted loudly, and plummeted straight down like a wooden block. His forward momentum had yet been depleted and the snow-piled ground was especially slippery. It seemed like he was going down a slide as he glided towards his men.

"Hahaha…"

Suddenly, a fellow could not help but burst out laughing. He laughed with tears in his eyes, right hand clutching his stomach. Hie left hand wobbled as he pointed at Gou Bu Huan, who was gliding towards him at high speed. He was laughing so much that he was almost out of breath.

The crowd could not help but burst out laughing as well. A few who were not on very good terms with Gou Bu Huan usually were laughing so hard that they were squatting on the ground, slamming the ground hard with their hands. Their bodies twitched, looking nothing like a Supreme expert.

Even leaders such as Zi Jing Hong and Xiao Wei Cheng could not help but laugh out loud when they saw what happened. His shoulders quivered and his whole body convulsed. They had lost the composure to be solemn and stoic.

That was because what was happening at the moment, before their very eyes, was too hilarious!

Gou Bu Huan was still sliding on the snow towards them. He was trying hard to keep his head up. On his bald and shiny head was thin wool-like and curly hair that flowed backwards. It was a mystery when an additional red-marked fingerprint appeared on his head…

His scalp was originally very fair, making the handprint appear more obvious. It was like a cinnabar mark that was stuck on top. The crowd then recalled Jun Mo Xie's metaphor previously, and they were overwhelmed with amusement. This made the portrayal even more similar…

It was unknown when Jun Mo Xie imprinted his fingerprint on his head and the position was especially narrow. The fingerprint was done really well!

Jun Mo Xie was shocked when he saw it.

Surprise, it was definitely a surprise!

The heavens could testify that the great Young Master Jun did not have any intention for that… He had wanted to use a little bit more strength to tap the fellow to death. He never expected the fellow to be so sensitive to danger. He had lunged forward when he felt death loom over his head. It caused our great Young Master Jun to fail at directing his strength in time. All that was left was a rather clear and dubious red fingerprint…

It would not have been something major if the fingerprint had been stamped on any other person's head. It was merely a fingerprint, what else would there be? After all, most people have balding issues! But at that moment, to have it on Gou Bu Huan's bald head had great implications… There was so much left to one's imagination…

Inside the snow-filled depression, laughter filled the air. Those not in the know would not have imagined that it was a place of life-and-death. Instead, they would have believed it to be a celebratory party. There was just so much laughter and joy… The show was definitely exciting!

Gou Bu Huan, who did not know the concrete details of what had happened, leapt out from the snow-piled ground, his face was mad with fury. He believed that the crowd was laughing at his embarrassing fall. Flushed red with anger, he stiffened his neck as he shouted in a defensive manner, "What are you laughing at? Success and failure are common! I am still not defeated! I only slipped due to carelessness… Jun Mo Xie, come and fight me if you have the guts!" As he spoke, he habitually stuck out his thin, long tongue and licked the top and bottom of his lips.

The laughter from the surroundings turned louder instantly. Everyone was staring intently at his bald head and was sizing it up with amusement. There were a few who even spread out their legs and glanced at their own crotch without realizing it. Their laughter then became even more creepier…

From afar, there was a figure approaching at high speeds. He was about to pass by from hundreds of feet away when he was attracted by the sound of laughter…

The person wore a snow-white shirt which was no different from the colour of snow. His body was moving swiftly and in a split second, there was no trace of him left. Just his speed alone was in no way inferior to Jun Mo Xie's Ying Yang Escape art. Furthermore, the skill made him appear unpredictable, allowing him appear and disappear creepily. At times, he appeared on the left, but he was really on the right. Sometimes in the front, and sometimes at the back. Compared to Jun Mo Xie's movement techniques, they seemed to share some basic similarities…

There was a piece of white cloth covering the person's face, preventing his face from being seen. But merely from the color of his hair, he was likely 40 to 50 years old…

Upon hearing the abrupt laughter, the person quickly turned around and stopped in the air for a split second—one-tenth of the time it took to blink—before disappearing. The next time he appeared, he had already traversed hundreds of feet, silently leaning behind a huge boulder.

Just like a large and light piece of snowflake, he hung close to the big piece of rock without any sound and blended with it. There were fifty to sixty experts from the Three Holy Lands below, none of them appearing simple to handle. But despite the numerous experts, no one detected the additional passer-by in such a remote area.

Although no one from the Three Holy Lands noticed him, it did not mean that there was really no one. There were at least two of them who were sharp to realize the odd situation – Jun Mo Xie and Mei Xue Yan!

After Jun Mo Xie was besieged by the army from the two Holy Lands, he had long activated the Hongjun Pagoda's spiritual awareness. How domineering and meticulous was the Hongjun Pagoda's spiritual awareness? It could see everything across wide and vast lands. It did not even need to be a living person, even a snowflake or a tiny cockroach that scurried by… could be sensed clearly.

This had already surpassed any type of super-human capabilities, and it was not a matter of one's level of capability.

Mei Xue Yan had already attained the cultivation level of Venerable and her spiritual awareness was extremely sensitive. Furthermore, with the enemy before her, she was in full concentration. Although the person's movement techniques were extraordinary, with a potent Xuan skills, he was still unable to surpass the level of Xue Mei Yan. How could he escape from the legendary beauty Mei's whole-hearted search?

At the instant they discovered the person, Jun Mo Xie and Mei Xue Yan exchanged looks and gestured to each other, conversing secretly using voice transmissions.

"Someone is here! He has a high level of strength, but is he friend or foe?" Jun Mo Xie said.

"This person is indeed not to be underestimated. His movement techniques are brilliant. He might not be inferior to the both of us. He is still observing us at the moment without showing his face. It's hard to guess his intentions. It might also be an ambush set by the Three Holy Lands…" Xue Mei Yan was giving a serious consideration about it.

"I don't think so! If it were really an ambush by the Three Holy Lands, how could they only send one person? Furthermore, he chose to hide himself despite coming. From the looks of it… it's quite interesting." Jun Mo Xie's eyes were filled with a strange joy.

"So, is it right to say that the person is neither a friend nor a foe?" Xue Mei Yan's eyes lit.

"Let's play by ear… The person isn't weak and his movement techniques are impressive. If there comes a most critical period, we can drag this guy down to here, his ability is not weak, and his martial arts skill was wittingly extraordinary. If a most critical moment requires, we can drag the fellow into the fray… After all, there are few people in this world with such a level of movement techniques…" Jun Mo Xie cackled in a rather evil fashion as Mei Xue Yan could not help but roll her eyes at him.

Far away behind the rock, that person quietly peeked his head out. When he looked down, he stared hard. One could see through his veil that his mouth was in an 'o'-shape…

Then, he was carefully retracted his head back, his forehead trickling with beads of sweat. He could only feel his mind adrift. He nearly fainted…

What the hell? They are a bunch of experts from the three Holy Lands! And there are so many people like they were lining up for practice…

Fuck! Could it be that they are ambushing me? Who the fuck did I offend? Why would the assholes from Supreme Golden City be looking for me like madman… If they find me, it will be an intense battle. All of them look like they have a death feud with me, as though I killed their father and stole their wives…

What on earth is happening? For god's sake, can someone explain it to me? I'm already hiding in such a remote area, and it's still not the end of it? Are they bent on pushing me to my death…