Volume One, Chapter Seventy-Four: Challenging a Group of Saints Alone

Chapter Seventy-Four: A One-Man Duel Against a Legion of Saints

Billions of celestial beings roared furiously at the sight:

Shameless! Shameless! Shameless! Shameless!

Lotus leaf!

The old demon Mara began his commentary, sighing deeply.

“Fellow Celestials, it is with sorrow and helplessness that we witness such a disgraceful scene unfold before our very eyes in broad daylight. This leads me to seriously question the integrity and honor of the so-called Great Saint.

A saint at the very peak of power, blatantly disregarding promises and agreements, brazenly resorts to violence when faced with adversity. Friends, this proves that virtue has nothing to do with cultivation; promises and accords are worth less than dung. Let this be a warning: never trust those so-called sages and elite masters. Their actions show us there is no such thing as 'most shameless,' only 'more shameless.'

The heavenly host thundered like a tidal wave:

Shameless! Shameless! Shameless! Shameless!

Lotus leaf! Did you all see that?

The Demon of Pleasure and the Demon of Greed are coming to the aid of the Demon of Love.

Though our beloved Demon of Love was wounded by the despicable Long Yi, we can proudly declare that, single-handedly, our Demon of Love annihilated the entire army of ten million Nagas and grievously injured several saints. This was a battle of overwhelming odds. Though both Long Yi and Trishina were left battered and bloodied, today’s achievement stands as truly Mahā—

Mahā! Mahā! Mahā! Mahā!

Even though Dog Dog despises the seductive airs of the three demonesses of Trishina, always wary that Brother Rogue might be seduced and toppled, ultimately Trishina is one of their own. Now that she is wounded, Dog Dog would not simply let it go. In a flash, he leapt onto Tu Zhe’s shoulder, hands on hips, furiously berating Long Yi.

“You shameless little reptile! Is this how you behave? Hah? You, a mighty saint at the peak, treat your promises like hogwash and your honor like a rag. Is your reputation built on nothing but shamelessness? Do you believe I can’t beat you until even your own mother wouldn’t recognize you?”

Long Yi transformed back into his human form, fixing Dog Dog with a cold stare. “If you don’t want to die, shut that dog mouth of yours!”

Dog Dog stamped his feet and waved his paws, shrieking, “You threaten me, you try to intimidate me, but threats and intimidation are no substitute for true battle—”

Mara’s voice boomed out.

“Hahaha—

Friends, what an oddity! The Lord of Hell, Dog Dog Night Mara, is actually being threatened and cowed by a mere reptile! Ha! Yes, a reptile! From the moment he broke his vow and attacked, he is unworthy of being called a saint. Reptile—what a perfect name...”

A dangerous glint flashed in Long Yi’s eyes. He turned to Tu Zhe:

“Do you intend to let a dog’s barking stand in for battle?”

Little Lei Lei, who had long found Long Yi intolerable, stepped forward and shouted, “Let me fight you!”

Lightning exploded all around him, thunder rumbled—he was about to strike.

Dog Dog lunged at him, shrieking, “Little Lei Lei, how dare you steal your big sister’s fight! Get back here and die!”

Not only did Little Lei Lei get dragged back, Dog Dog was also hauled away.

Tu Zhe would not allow any more of his allies to be harmed—it would undermine his plan to intimidate the old emperor and warn the wicked. So with a single gesture, he snatched both Little Lei Lei and Dog Dog back.

He then teleported his group to a spot far from the battlefield and ordered them to observe only, not interfere.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Tu Zhe projected his voice across the heavens:

“Long Yi! You, and all your saints and sages—I accept your challenge. Come!”

A deafening roar exploded from the celestial multitude.

What arrogance! What audacity! One person, facing the twenty-four great saints and seven or eight hundred sages of the Naga clan alone?

Heavens! Is this a joke? Not even an emperor would dare face so many saints and sages at once. Yes, the realms are teeming with saints and the great saints walk everywhere, but still—this is a veritable legion of powerhouses! Without an emperor, who would dare challenge a great saint?

And how many true emperors are there in all the realms? Maybe a thousand, not much more.

And now these saints and sages are being challenged and looked down upon by a young celestial prince barely a month old? The power of these saints and sages is hundreds, thousands of times greater than the army that was just annihilated!

You, a mere celestial prince, at what cultivation level? And you dare challenge a host of saints and sages single-handedly?

This is not simply shocking—it is jaw-dropping!

Long Yi and his fellow saints and sages were so incensed by Tu Zhe’s words that they burst out laughing.

Do you think you’re the Buddha himself? Even the Three Dragon Kings, the Four Heavenly Kings, and the Lords of Thirty-three Heavens wouldn’t dare be so brash and arrogant.

You—what makes you think you can?

Back in Mahā City, the Heavenly Concubine of Delight, who had yet to return to Mount Sumeru, clutched her heart. “Brother, how can you be so reckless? Are you courting death? Even Father wouldn’t dare such a thing!”

Old Rahu, sipping celestial Suddha wine from the Heavenly Treasure bestowed by Tu Zhe, glanced at the little princes beside him, all of whom wore worried frowns, wondering how their young lord could be so rash.

Old Rahu shot his daughter a look and chuckled, “I don’t know if this little brat can win, but those saints and sages won’t be able to injure him, no matter how hard they try. Don’t you remember? He drank the Nectar of Immortality. Even if his body is broken, his soul will live on. Besides, he’s got so many hidden cards, even I can’t see through him. Just wait and watch—ha!”

On Mount Sumeru, in the Hall of Virtue, the old emperor sneered. “I’ve seen arrogance before, but never someone who would challenge an entire legion of saints and sages alone. Boy, I’ll say a prayer for you in advance.”

Hulu Zina’s eyes shone as he pumped his fist and growled, “He’s dead, he’s dead, he’s dead for sure—”

Qu Bojia frowned and muttered, “Is it iron courage or sheer ignorance?”

Billions of celestial beings held their breath; for a moment, not a sound was heard across the heavens of Desire.

Even Mara felt uncertain, thinking, “What madness is this? This is a whole host of saints and sages!” Still, he consoled himself: “No matter. If things get critical, I’ll lend a hand. If shamelessness is fair game for them, why shouldn’t I protect my own?”

His spirits lifted at the thought, and his zest for commentary was undiminished.

Lotus leaf—

What have we just heard?

A celestial prince, barely a few dozen days old, is challenging a legion of saints and sages to single combat.

What is this? This is an aura that crushes all, that shatters all—an indomitable will.

Tell me, heroes of the world, who would dare such a feat? Who could? Such boundless courage, such peerless bearing—even if he is outmatched, who could truly say he is defeated?

Invincible! Invincible! Invincible! Invincible!

The celestial host was in a frenzy. How could their own prince fill them with terror, while Tu Zhe, the celestial prince, fills them with awe? What a difference between immortals and mortals!

At that moment, as Long Yi and the Naga powerhouses stood stunned, Tu Zhe’s aura soared. His thunderous voice rolled out:

“Answer me! Dare you face me, alone against you all? Do you have the courage, or not?”