Chapter 1061: The Humiliated Half-Saint, Unsuppressable Anger, The Person Who Must Die

Xu Xiaoshou?

He transformed into Xu Xiaoshou?

Rao Yaoyao stared at Jiang Buyi in a daze, as if seeing him for the first time.

White hair and a long beard, a kind and benevolent face, saint force fluctuations unmistakably at the half-saint level—his appearance, demeanor, and every gesture were nothing like an impersonator.

And you’re telling me this person is Xu Xiaoshou?

Pointing at Jiang Buyi?

“How dare you!”

Rao Yaoyao couldn’t hold back and turned to scold Teng Shanhai.

Even if Jiang Buyi was guilty, before any charges were confirmed, he wasn’t someone ordinary people could disrespect.

After all, he was a half-saint!

“He is Xu Xiaoshou!”

Seeing this, Teng Shanhai grew anxious. He raised the Xiao Shen Qiang in his hand high and said, “I tracked him using the Xiao Shen Qiang. This guy admitted it himself earlier—he's Xu Xiaoshou—and my Xiao Shen Qiang was summoned back from him!”

Rao Yaoyao was even more confused.

She knew full well that Teng Shanhai’s Xiao Shen Qiang had been seized by Xu Xiaoshou during the night battle at Wangcheng.

Now that the Xiao Shen Qiang was back in Teng Shanhai's hands... what could be more solid proof?

Even if she didn't believe Xu Xiaoshou could disguise himself as a half-saint so convincingly, at that moment, Rao Yaoyao believed it nine parts out of ten.

“Do you have anything to say?”

With the Xuan Cang Shen Jian in hand, Rao Yaoyao held it in front of her, fixing her gaze on Jiang Buyi, her eyes now filled with hostility.

What to say?

Jiang Buyi found the situation utterly ridiculous.

It was so absurd, so farcical.

Absurd enough that he didn't know how to respond, and farcical enough to shatter his worldview entirely.

If he didn’t recognize Rao Yaoyao and Teng Shanhai, Jiang Buyi might have thought these two had been possessed by some fools, turning them into such a laughingstock.

“Xu Xiaoshou…”

Jiang Buyi shook his head and murmured softly. He had heard of the name.

A minor figure among the saint slaves, stirring up trouble across the Eastern Domain, his notoriety spreading to the five domains.

Anyone with any status in the Lingjing Realm would have heard of “Xu Xiaoshou.”

But hearing of him was one thing; Jiang Buyi felt he had no connection to Xu Xiaoshou whatsoever.

He couldn't imagine how that Xu Xiaoshou could mimic him so perfectly, fooling even Rao Yaoyao and Teng Shanhai.

After all, information about half-saints was impossible for ordinary people to obtain.

Jiang Buyi had little interaction with the Eight Venerables, so he had no idea where Xu Xiaoshou could have gathered his details to start the imitation.

“Finding a pretext for a charge is easy enough,” Jiang Buyi sneered.

Dismissing the idea that the two before him were fools, he could only assume that Rao Yaoyao and Teng Shanhai were conspiring against him, just to slap another baseless accusation on him.

On top of the charge of “attempting to encroach on the Saint Emperor position,” they could add “colluding with saint slaves,” making it easier to eliminate their enemy, right?

The only thing Jiang Buyi couldn’t figure out was why the Sheng Shen Hall was suddenly targeting him, as if they had his every move under their control.

The contest for the Tears Family heir hadn't even begun, yet the whole world seemed to be against him.

“You thief!”

No sooner had he spoken than Teng Shanhai erupted in fury, pointing the Xiao Shen Qiang at him and shouting, “Earlier, when we were fighting one-on-one, you didn’t act like this. Now that Sword Immortal Rao is here, you’re denying your identity?”

Jiang Buyi clenched his fist, a vein bulging on his forehead.

He had given Rao Yaoyao face because of her surname.

But that didn’t mean he could tolerate Teng Shanhai’s insolence time and again!

“This half-saint has put up with you for too long, you know!” Jiang Buyi's face turned frosty.

Terms like “you boy,” “you thief,” “sparing you like a dog”… Jiang Buyi swore he hadn’t heard such disrespectful words since becoming a half-saint, for who knows how many years.

And now, Teng Shanhai hurled them one after another, without a shred of respect, berating him outright.

Was this how a Taixu should treat a half-saint?

Was this the upbringing of the Sheng Shen Hall?

“Rao Yaoyao, keep your dog in check. If he barks again, this half-saint won’t give you any face!”

In the end, Jiang Buyi held back and spoke only to Rao Yaoyao.

After all, you had to consider the owner before beating a dog.

“Ha ha ha ha…”

Before Rao Yaoyao could part her red lips to speak, Teng Shanhai burst into laughter, stepping past her with a mocking tone:

“Oh, what a big face you have! I don’t know who was running like a stray dog under my spear just now?”

“Xu Xiaoshou, besides that vanishing technique and your instant teleport spirit skill, do you dare to face my spear head-on?”

Teng Shanhai stood with his spear at an angle, completely disregarding the half-saint's pressure. His body trembled slightly, but he kept telling himself it was just Xu Xiaoshou’s bluff.

“I’d love for you to strike at me—do you dare? Try getting close and touching me!” His right arm suddenly bulged, surging with demonic god power that pushed back the half-saint’s pressure, as he looked down with contempt.

“Teng Shanhai…” Rao Yaoyao furrowed her delicate brows, sensing something was off.

She agreed with what Teng Shanhai said, but the reality was, the half-saint's pressure from across was too real!

As Jiang Buyi grew angry, the heavens and earth changed. By now, the entire Miracle Forest was darkened beyond recognition.

This was nothing like what Xu Xiaoshou could do!

But the Xiao Shen Qiang had been retrieved from this “Jiang Buyi,” and Teng Shanhai had mentioned his “spear-tracking method” couldn’t be wrong…

What on earth was going on?

How could both possibilities be true at once? It couldn’t be that Xu Xiaoshou was Jiang Buyi, and Jiang Buyi was Xu Xiaoshou?

Rao Yaoyao felt her mind going blank again.

“Rao Yaoyao!”

Jiang Buyi had reached his limit.

He glared at her angrily, unable to understand how this woman could allow her subordinate to disrespect a half-saint so blatantly!

But Rao Yaoyao was bewildered, hesitant to speak.

“Fine, you’re staying silent, are you?”

Jiang Buyi nodded slightly, raising his sleeve as saint force gathered in his hand. “Then today, this half-saint will act against the Sheng Shen Hall, but only against Teng Shanhai, solely because of his insolence.”

Teng Shanhai found it amusing.

He knew what Rao Yaoyao wanted him to watch out for.

But he was a rough sort—how could he choose his words carefully, especially against Xu Xiaoshou?

He just couldn't stand Xu Xiaoshou's attitude—pretending to be all high and mighty, not even daring to fight, yet acting superior… Did he really think he was a true half-saint?

“Come at me if you’ve got the guts!”

Teng Shanhai beckoned with his hand, taunting, “I’ll stand right here. Try touching me!”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than—

Boom! The heavens shook.

Jiang Buyi’s hair and beard flew wildly as his figure vanished in an instant.

“Wait…”

Rao Yaoyao finally realized something was wrong. The level of saint force on Jiang Buyi didn’t seem like something that could be faked with saint blood.

However, before she could say “wait,” Jiang Buyi moved, and the space within his saint domain froze completely.

Swoosh!

Teng Shanhai didn't even have time to react; his vision darkened as a figure blocked his view.

Jiang Buyi closed in, his palm wrapped in cloud-based saint force like a sharp sword, piercing through the Cang Shen Armor as if it were paper, stabbing straight through his chest and out the other side.

No mercy whatsoever!

“I…”

Teng Shanhai’s single eye widened in shock, his focus fading, his mind blank.

It wasn’t until the searing pain in his chest hit that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Impossible…”

Xu Xiaoshou actually struck?

He broke through my Cang Shen Armor’s defense with one palm?

Under half-saint level, the Cang Shen Armor was unbreakable. Xu Xiaoshou was only at the master level—he couldn’t do this. So he wasn’t Xu Xiaoshou; he was the real Jiang Buyi?

“No!”

Teng Shanhai refused to believe it!

If this guy was Jiang Buyi, why had he toyed with him earlier?

Why admit he was Xu Xiaoshou and reveal those events at Gusheng Cliff… Jiang Buyi wasn't even there at Gusheng Cliff!

“This is impossible, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!”

Teng Shanhai’s mouth was full of blood, his words slurred, but he felt utterly defeated. Under Jiang Buyi’s gaze, he couldn’t even move, let alone fight back.

“Here’s the ‘try’ you wanted—this half-saint has granted it.”

Jiang Buyi kept his hand through Teng Shanhai’s chest, not withdrawing it, and said coldly. He then turned sideways, still holding the man taller than himself, and stared at Rao Yaoyao.

“I struck because a half-saint cannot be disrespected.”

He paused, narrowing his eyes to conceal the cold intent. “I won’t kill him because you bear the surname Rao.”

Gulp.

Rao Yaoyao swallowed hard.

She was just a sword immortal, a Taixu. Facing a half-saint up close was like a commoner facing a deity.

One glance made the figure before her seem infinitely larger, bringing an overwhelming mental pressure that was utterly irresistible!

Half-saint…

Not to be disrespected by mortals!

Rao Yaoyao lowered her eyes, not daring to meet his gaze directly.

In her heart, she already understood—this wasn’t Xu Xiaoshou; it was the real Jiang Buyi.

But…

Had Teng Shanhai really mistaken him?

“You son of a bitch! Ptoo!”

Just then, Teng Shanhai suddenly lashed out, pulling out his spear in rage. He spat a mouthful of phlegm mixed with blood onto Jiang Buyi's face and tried to counterattack.

“Saint blood, body forging, Wuxiu·Chi Jiao Hand! Only these combined could break the Cang Shen Armor’s defense… Rao Yaoyao, can’t you see Xu Xiaoshou is faking it?!” He roared frantically, like a madman.

The scene fell silent in an instant.

That mouthful of bloody phlegm splattered half of Jiang Buyi’s face, some even shooting into his ear… Jiang Buyi never imagined Teng Shanhai still hadn’t come to his senses, still spewing nonsense and confusing right from wrong!

He was stunned, unable to react in time to dodge.

Rao Yaoyao was stunned too.

Teng Shanhai was so insistent, so desperate!

But during the Wangcheng night battle, Xu Xiaoshou had indeed used saint blood, saint image, and saint force with Wuxiu·Chi Jiao Hand to block a strike from the Xiao Shen Qiang… What Teng Shanhai said was spot on.

The hidden Xu Xiaoshou in the air was also stunned, clutching the still beeping communication talisman, feeling the world suddenly brighten.

He had thought that if these three just talked it out calmly, he would be exposed.

But who knew, human plans were no match for fate!

Teng Shanhai… he was too dedicated! He was the leading man! The only one any director could imagine! He brought such a sense of security!

“You even tied in ‘Wuxiu·Chi Jiao Hand’ for me? I didn’t even give you a script—how did you make this play, which I could barely continue, flow so smoothly?”

Xu Xiaoshou was excited.

He felt that maybe this wave could lead to a surprising grand finale.

Didn’t you see?

Teng Shanhai had spat blood and phlegm right in a half-saint’s face!

Which half-saint could tolerate that humiliation? Even the gods couldn’t save him now!

Xu Xiaoshou stared intently at the three in the field, counting softly: “Three, two, one… Oh boy!”

A massive boom erupted in the Miracle Forest, causing the ground to sink for thousands of miles, mountains to collapse, and the space in the nine heavens to shatter like a mirror.

All the spirit masters hidden in the ancient forest looked up in unison, seeing a beam of saint light descend from the sky and land in the distance.

Buzz—

Within the battlefield, dao sounds echoed faintly, and saint force surged.

Jiang Buyi trembled as he wiped the filthy blood from his face and ears. At that moment, even his pupils shook.

“You’re courting death!”

With a boom, he stopped suppressing his saint force, letting it erupt into a soaring saint light that intertwined with the heavens.

The saint force gathered behind him, forming a massive illusory giant figure reaching into the sky—Jiang Buyi himself.

“Half-saint will!”

Rao Yaoyao was caught off guard, her knees hitting the ground with a thud. Straining to look up, she saw a translucent, ethereal crystal core on the giant’s forehead.

“Half-saint position!”

Her pupils dilated, and she cried out in shock, her body beginning to tremble.

—The misunderstanding was huge!

This was a true half-saint, definitely not Xu Xiaoshou!

The half-saint position had been provoked—how could Jiang Buyi be faking it?

“Stop!”

“Jiang Buyi, please stop!”

“Teng Shanhai didn’t mean it—there must be a misunderstanding! Give him a chance!”

Rao Yaoyao propped herself up with the Xuan Cang Shen Jian, channeling her fate force to barely stand straight before the half-saint's true form.

At that moment, she didn’t want to think about anything else; she just wanted to calm the half-saint’s anger.

Teng Shanhai couldn’t die, even if he had disrespected a saint…

Disrespected a saint…

He really deserved to die! What had he even said? If I were a half-saint, I'd kill him too!

Rao Yaoyao clutched her head, her expression chaotic, on the verge of madness.

She had thought the one opposite was Xu Xiaoshou… With Teng Shanhai so certain, scolding a Xu Xiaoshou wasn’t a big deal.

But who could have known he wasn't!

Since he wasn’t, then all of Teng Shanhai’s foul words had been directed at a half-saint.

How could a half-saint endure such disrespect?

“Rao Yaoyao, shut up.”

Jiang Buyi didn't even turn his head, staring up at Teng Shanhai, whom he held pierced through the chest, feeling the body tremble under his saint force's pressure, unable to utter a word…

In his eyes, there was only killing intent.

“Jiang Buyi, I’ll apologize on Teng Shanhai’s behalf. You can’t touch him—there must be a misunderstanding. I’ll owe you a favor, all right?”

Rao Yaoyao’s mind raced, and her eyes lit up as she added, “That’s right, Xu Xiaoshou! It has to be him stirring things up! Teng Shanhai wouldn’t randomly accuse you of being Xu Xiaoshou—he has his reasons…”

“What reasons do I care about?!”

Jiang Buyi turned back and roared, his usual refined demeanor gone, because he dug another glob of sticky blood from his ear.

“He…”

“He…”

Jiang Buyi’s left hand trembled, and he couldn’t even finish his sentence.

This was too humiliating!

A dignified half-saint, cursed with the dirtiest words by a junior, spat on in the face, and even into his ear—how could Jiang Buyi show his face in the half-saint circles after this?!

Rao Yaoyao gripped the Xuan Cang Shen Jian and slowly approached, her face grave. “Jiang Buyi, you absolutely, absolutely cannot touch him…”

“Are you going to strike at this half-saint too?” Jiang Buyi shouted fiercely. Before Rao Yaoyao could get close, his messy left hand beckoned, and the half-saint will's saint image behind him exploded with surging saint force.

Rao Yaoyao couldn’t even resist; the Xuan Cang Shen Jian flew straight into Jiang Buyi’s palm.

“Get out of here—!”

Jiang Buyi was clearly losing it, not caring who was behind Rao Yaoyao or paying attention to the Xuan Cang Shen Jian’s frantic struggles in his hand.

With a slap—

Whoosh!

The divine sword Xuan Cang turned into a streak of light, piercing Rao Yaoyao’s chest and nailing her body to the saint domain barrier a hundred miles away.

Clang—

Ptoo! Rao Yaoyao spat out a mouthful of blood, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.

Jiang Buyi had not only intended to strike—he had actually wounded her?

“Rao Yaoyao…”

Jiang Buyi, still trembling all over, tossed aside the obstacle and lifted Teng Shanhai high, his voice piercing like it came from the depths of the underworld, icy cold.

“I didn’t want to touch you, but that doesn’t mean you can disrespect a saint.”

“And today, this half-saint will not only kill Teng Shanhai, but tomorrow, I’ll take his head and march to Gui Zhe Sheng Mountain to demand of the heavens why the Cang Qiong faction raised such a person!”

“…” Teng Shanhai struggled desperately, his single eye full of terror.

Xu Xiaoshou…

How could Xu Xiaoshou be this powerful?!

“Watch closely!” Jiang Buyi said coldly, no longer wasting words. With his right hand still through the chest, he sliced downward.

Splat!

The world fell silent…

Flesh and fragments of the Cang Shen Armor flew apart, scattering across the sky in a gruesome display.

The abstract terror almost solidified, magnified in Rao Yaoyao’s eyes as she was pinned to the saint domain barrier, and reflected as a real image in Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils, even in his invisible state.

Teng Shanhai was split in two!