Liu Buli's reaction was truly beyond everyone's expectations. Most of the cultivators who came with the young master of Duantian Pavilion, under the guise of punishing evil and promoting good, were there to watch the show. If luck was on their side, they might even get a share of the spoils.
Who would have thought that Liu Buli would immediately implicate his sect and declare an all-out war from the start?
Who could possibly handle that?
Upon hearing his words, the majority of the accompanying cultivators chose to retreat.
They didn't want to bring trouble upon themselves.
Liu Buli had calculated this very point, which was why he spoke those words. Seeing that the enemy had dwindled by more than half, he nodded with satisfaction and sneered, "So, the remaining ones are those who intend to be my enemies. If you've made up your minds, let's finish this quickly and stop wasting my time."
As his voice fell, Liu Buli drew his sword.
The young master of Duantian Pavilion intended to make a move, but amidst the crowd that remained by his side, another commotion erupted. Someone shouted, "Daoist Liu, do you have anything to explain about those rumors? I didn't come here to be your enemy; I want to know the truth! Did you really tease someone and then kill them?"
Liu Buli rolled his eyes.
There were simply too many brainless people in this world.
However, since the question had been posed, he supposed he should give them a chance to understand. Liu Buli pointed to his own face and said, "Open your eyes and take a good look. What do I look like, and what does that young master of Duantian Pavilion look like? Am I insane? To go and tease a fop who is ten times uglier than me?"
Hearing his words, everyone turned to look at the face of the young master of Duantian Pavilion.
To be honest, while Duantian Pavilion held a respectable position in the cultivation world, most people had only ever seen Zhang Bocheng and this heir apparent. As for the younger son, people had heard of him but never seen him.
However, judging by the appearance of the elder son and recalling their father's looks, everyone could roughly imagine what the younger son would look like.
From this perspective, Liu Buli wasn't entirely wrong.
While Zhang Bocheng and his ilk weren't exactly ugly, they were merely ordinary and unremarkable.
But who was Liu Buli?
He was universally acknowledged as the most beautiful person in the cultivation world.
Beside him, those who could otherwise be called beauties had to quickly step aside. How much more so for these ordinary individuals?
For a moment, everyone realized the flaw in the argument. Only the young master of Duantian Pavilion gritted his teeth and said, "Perhaps my brother was the most beautiful one at that time, and Daoist Liu, in a moment of whim, couldn't see anyone else, so he could only find my brother?"
"Oh," Liu Buli clapped his hands. "So, according to you, your brother is the bottom of the barrel among the flawed ones?"
This perfectly delivered retort made You Siqi, who was watching the spectacle, unable to hold back a snicker. He tried his best to suppress the expression on his face but failed.
He awkwardly lowered his head and waved his hand, "My throat is a bit sore, I'm just coughing, I don't mean anything else."
Shen Muzhi reminded him seriously, "Siqi, you'd be better off keeping quiet. What if they end up fighting you too?"
You Siqi exclaimed in alarm, "You're not going to protect me, and you brought me here?"
Shen Muzhi lowered his head and smiled, leaning close to You Siqi's ear and whispering, "Call me 'husband,' and I'll protect you?"
You Siqi immediately turned and walked away.
Shen Muzhi pulled him back to his side.
These two were having so much fun that they completely disregarded the current situation.
It was precisely because he saw this that the young master of Duantian Pavilion became even more enraged.
Pointing in Liu Buli's direction, he gritted his teeth, "Liu Buli! Don't push your luck too far! You teased my brother, and that's a fact! Don't bring up appearances!"
"Why shouldn't I bring up appearances? I have people by my side who are far superior to your brother. If I were to tease anyone, it wouldn't be your brother," Liu Buli sneered. He reached out and put his arm around Lu Wuming's neck, turning his 'big dog' face towards the crowd. As he spoke, his voice carried a hint of pride, "Look at my disciple here, how handsome he is. With him by my side, do you think I would have eyes for anyone else?"
Very well, this was another question that didn't require an answer.
Lu Wuming was exceptionally handsome, surpassing the young master of Duantian Pavilion by a thousandfold from any angle.
The people who had come with him to vanquish demons gradually dispersed. The young master of Duantian Pavilion, in his fury, declared, "Even if he's beautiful, so what!? He's your disciple! No matter how impatient you are, you wouldn't make a move on him!"
"Oh? Is that so?"
Liu Buli responded lazily.
He glanced back at Lu Wuming beside him and said with a smile, "Wuming, why do I feel like these people from Duantian Pavilion were summoned by you? Are you afraid that Master hasn't properly established my position, and others don't know who you are?"
Lu Wuming didn't understand what he meant.
But in the next second, he understood.
Liu Buli leaned in and, without hesitation, kissed him on the lips. Then, he turned back to face the young master of Duantian Pavilion with a provocative expression and said, "This is my disciple, and also my Dao companion. I've been spending time alone with him for the past few days. Now that I've explained it so clearly, do you have any more nonsense to spew?"