This time, Gu Fei did not return for the Zhao Family of the Primordial Clan or the Dongfang Family.
He only wanted to set foot on the Human Race's Ancient Road and find his woman, Gu Ling.
However, he must first understand the situation in the Human Realm before setting foot on the Human Race's Ancient Road. The entrance to the Human Race's Ancient Road was still in the hands of the Qin Clan.
Back then, Old Man Qin Huang had some friendship with him, but he was too embarrassed to attack the Qin Clan.
At this moment, in the backyard of the City Lord's Residence in Wanxiang City, many Sages had gathered. Although they had already concealed their auras, it was still frightening.
The weaker cultivators in the city hid far away, not daring to approach the City Lord's Residence.
"Master? Could it be the legendary peerless savage, Gu Fei? "
"Lower your voice, who else could our boss's master be if not that savage?"
"If that person really returns, then our bitter days will be over."
In the backyard, the Sages were discussing softly.
They usually oversaw a region. They were either City Lords or Rulers of a region. It was rare for them to gather in recent years.
If not for the Iron Blood Daoist's message to them, asking them to put down everything they were doing and rush back to Wanxiang City, it was unknown when they would be able to meet again.
"Is that person really that powerful?"
Someone said disapprovingly.
"Wujue, how dare you doubt our Master?"
At this moment, a person walked in from outside. The person held a feather fan and looked elegant. It was Zhuge Liang.
"It's not that I doubt him, but our Master should show us a few moves to broaden our horizons!"
Saint Wujue said. He was one of the two Half-step Great Sages under the Iron Blood Daoist.
"That's right, only then will we be convinced."
A Sage at the side said.
"Tianxiao, what do you mean by this?"
Zhuge Liang was displeased. His Master's strength was unquestionable in his eyes.
Back then, Gu Fei trampled the Demon Ancestor and killed the Ruler of Jue Di. How heroic was he?
Actually, the Sages under the Iron Blood Daoist had more or less heard of Gu Fei's name. One should know that Gu Fei's name shook the world back then. Who didn't know him?
The other Saints also looked towards Zhu Geliang.
There was only one person sitting in the corner, drinking by himself.
"Whoever dares to question Master can scram!"
At this moment, a loud shout came from outside. Then, the Iron Blood Daoist walked in with a gloomy expression.
"Boss, you …"
Saint Wujue was shocked to see the Ironblood Daoist.
"Boss, Wujue's words make some sense. You must know that in the cultivation world, the strong are respected."
A skinny monkey-like Saint said.
"Hou Xiao, you're too impudent."
The Iron Blood Daoist glared at the skinny Saint and said while gritting his teeth. These fellows were really reckless, to actually dare to question his master. If his master was angered, these fellows would all be finished.
"Boss, the strong are respected. That's not bad."
The other Saints also spoke up.
Only the strong could convince the masses. Moreover, these people were all arrogant Saints. The Saints in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion were all Saint Kings and above.
If he wanted them to be convinced, he would have to bring out something stronger than them.
"You … you're all Saints in vain."
The Iron Blood Daoist was furious.
"Do you want me to show you what I'm capable of?"
At this moment, Gu Fei's voice came from behind the Iron Blood Daoist. Then, he walked out from behind the Iron Blood Daoist and looked at Wujue with a faint smile.
Saint Wujue did not dare to look at Gu Fei at all. When he saw Gu Fei looking at him, he hurriedly lowered his head.
That day in the City Lord's Mansion, Gu Fei had killed Zhao Xiu, the Great Saint of the Zhao family. However, only the Iron Blood Daoist, Zhuge Liang, Saint Wujue, and two other Saints had witnessed that scene.
The Saints present did not dare to say anything. The ones who wanted to cause trouble for Gu Fei were the Saints who had just returned from other places.
"That's right. If you want us to submit to you, you must be strong enough."
The monkey-like Hou Xiao looked at Gu Fei and said solemnly.
"Very well, the strong are respected. This is the unchanging truth of the universe." Gu Fei looked at Saint Hou Xiao and suddenly smiled.
"Oh no!"
The Iron Blood Daoist's expression changed immediately. He hurriedly said to Gu Fei, "Boss, why do you have to lower yourself to his level?"
When Gu Fei appeared, the Saints who were sitting in a corner and drinking looked up at Gu Fei before lowering their heads to drink again.
"The strong are respected. There's nothing wrong with this saying."
Gu Fei glanced at the Iron Blood Daoist and said.
"This …"
The Iron Blood Daoist did not know what to do when he heard this.
"How about this? I have a cauldron. If any of you can carry it, I'll recognize that person as my boss. How about that?" Gu Fei said after some thought.
"Alright!"
Saint Wujue and Saint Hou Xiao exchanged glances, and then they retreated.
Gu Fei glanced at them and flipped his right hand. An ancient cauldron the size of a fist appeared in his hand. Then, he tossed it to the ground.
The ancient cauldron grew to the size of a small mountain as soon as it was set up.
The ancient cauldron exuded an ancient aura. It was obvious that it was an ancient artifact that had existed for countless years. However, apart from that, none of the Saints present could see anything special about the ancient cauldron.
"This is …"
"Could it be …"
Some of the Saints present suddenly thought of something when they saw the ancient cauldron, and they became extremely excited.
If this ancient cauldron was really the ancient cauldron of legend, then no one present could lift it.
After all, the ancient cauldron of legend was a supreme dao artifact!
"I'll do it!"
Someone refused to believe it and walked over with large strides. This person was tall and strong, and it was obvious that he was a strength-type fellow.
This person grabbed the leg of the cauldron as soon as he arrived, and then he roared furiously and exerted his strength in an attempt to lift the ancient cauldron.
However, the ancient cauldron did not move at all. It did not even budge, let alone be lifted.
Roar!
The extremely strong Saint roared furiously and exerted his strength continuously. However, it was useless even after he exerted all his strength. His head was covered in sweat, and his face had turned from red to purple.
No matter how much strength he exerted or how he used his Divine Ability, he could not move the huge cauldron.
Divine light surged continuously from this Saint's body, and countless Dao Markings appeared on his arms. An extremely violent power erupted from his body.
In the end, this Saint was so exhausted that he collapsed to the ground and panted. His clothes were drenched in sweat.
"This …"
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