Chapter 497: The Fuck You’re Looking At, Old Man?

Chapter 497: The Fuck You’re Looking At, Old Man?

While Yi Pin was muttering under his black, the charred half-corpse that was Ye Qing suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of blue smoke. A tiny pulse of vitality also washed out from his body.

“Oh, thank the heavens he’s still alive! That really gave me a scare.”

Yi Pin let out a sigh of relief before downing a drop of Nature’s Water to celebrate.

It wasn’t all good news though. Although this confirmed that Ye Qing was still alive, his vitality had felt as weak as a dying candle. It wouldn’t be surprising if it was snuffed out by a particularly strong gust of wind. Besides that, Yi Pin had no way of checking Ye Qing’s current condition without disturbing his concentration.

Thankfully, things took a turn for the better. Slowly, Yi Pin realized that the Purple Sun Trueflame inside the room was gathering toward Ye Qing. His surroundings slowly turned hotter and brighter until he was shining like a purple sun.

Even better, only the spot where Ye Qing was sitting was particularly hot. The rest of the room were much, much cooler than before.

Yi Pin’s eyes lit up as he let out a huge sigh of relief, “Phew! Looks like everything is going to be just fine.” It would be terribly sinful and disadvantageous for his survival if he accidentally killed Ye Qing.

Time passed slowly. Some two hours later, a supernatural chirp resounded throughout the Earthly Sovereign’s Coffin one last time before the outside temperature abruptly nosedived. The temperature inside everyone’s room slowly began to drop as well. For a time, everyone was basking in refreshing coolness and the joy of having survived another trial.

Everyone, except one old Taoist. The reason was simple. Instead of cooling, his room was growing hotter and hotter.

He could no longer see Ye Qing with his eyes. No, his eyes were perfectly fine, but Ye Qing’s whole body was submerged by what looked like a gigantic purple fireball. Looking more like a purple sun than ever, he was giving off so much heat and light that Yi Pin could feel himself cooking alive again.

This was just a pale imitation of the real thing. The real purple sun could’ve killed millions with its sun rays.

“I know I dug myself into this hole, but come on! How could I have known that this was going to happen?!” Yi Pin moaned in pain and self-loathing. One moment ago, he was still praising his own intelligence. The next moment, reality was slapping him hard in the face. His poor face! But what could he do? The only one who could bear the consequences of his actions was himself!

“This is too much. I need to get out of this place right now.”

A moment later, Yi Pin finally couldn’t stand the heat any longer and raced for the exit. Although it was dangerous to hang outside one’s room for too long, he was going to cook alive now if he stayed.

After Yi Pin left the room, he made sure to shut the door tight so that no one would notice that a purple sun was burning inside. Even through the door, he could still feel the insane heat inside the room.

The space outside the room was still hot since the Purple Sun Trueflame just disappeared a while ago, but it was far cooler in comparison.

“Phew... this is much better!”

Yi Pin let out a huge sigh of relief and produced a bottle of fine wine from his Nature’s Shell. Then, he began drinking greedily. New novel chapters are published at novelhall.com

Bang!

Fine. I can’t beat you, but I can definitely hide from you, can’t I?

So, Yi Pin rose to his feet without a word and got ready to return to his room.

“You think you can run?” Zhang Jun felt even more confident when he saw Yi Pin’s reaction. “You’re dead, old man. No one looks down on me and gets away with it!”

Zhang Jun immediately gave chase, but he purposely slowed down a little because he didn’t want to kill Yi Pin out in the open. Someone could be spying on them after all.

As soon as Yi Pin opened the door and stepped inside, Zhang Jun crossed over the threshold like a lightning bolt while yelling arrogantly, “Nowhere left to run, old—”

The next moment, he felt an unbelievable wave of heat washing over him. It almost felt like he had jumped into a pool of lava.

When his mind caught up to his eyes, he realized that he was looking at a fireball. A massive, purple fireball that might as well be a mini sun.

A fireball? Why is there a massive fireball inside the room? And why is it purple-colored as well? Zhang Jun’s mind raced. Wait, why did I use the words “as well”?

He didn’t have the time to think. The next moment, the old Taoist shouted at the fireball, “Brother, save me!”

“Did you just call a fireball your brother? Are you crazy, or am I crazy?” Zhang Jun couldn’t help but blurt out. This was all so ridiculous he could laugh, but for some reason, he could sense a tinge of fear and panic in his voice. Why? Why am I worried?

“Quit pretending and just die already, old man!”

Zhang Jun’s anxiety was getting to him. His instincts told him to get away from this room as soon as possible, but the realization also made him embarrassed and angry. So, he reached out to grab Yi Pin.

His arm was about halfway there when suddenly, something pitch black and charcoal-like reached out of the fireball and grabbed his arm. It was such an unexpected and ludicrous thing that Zhang Jun was unable to process what he was seeing for a time.

The object was blackened like a burnt tree branch and covered in purple flames. There were five shoots at the end of the branch, and despite the scratchy, scorching sensation pricking against his skin, they felt like a... hand.

A hand?

A burnt hand?

A burnt hand caught my arm?

The triple confusion protocol self-executed inside Zhang Jun’s brain.

A burnt hand just grabbed my arm. What should I do? Can someone give me the answer like, right now?