Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

He took out his phone, dialed a number, and spoke in a cold voice:

"Old Chen, it's me. My student is back, badly injured."

"Keep a close eye on 079, your military headquarters."

"Also, find out if there have been any unusual developments in the Demon Cave recently."

"Especially regarding the forces behind that damned holy son who died."

"I'll remember this debt."

Chen Poshan's solemn voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Understood. Principal Shen has already ordered the activation of the highest-level contingency plan."

"Don't worry, no one can touch him at school. We've also increased our manpower at 079."

"However, Chen Xing... has caused too much of a commotion this time."

"Transforming into a hundred-meter-tall giant, crushing the Imperial Blood Son to death with a single stomp..."

"This news probably won't be suppressed for long."

If you can't suppress it, then don't suppress it.

Lu Ya exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes arrogant.

"I'm Lu Ya's student, what's wrong with killing a few monsters?"

"If they're so capable, let them come find me!"

After hanging up the phone, Lu Ya looked at the campus scenery outside the window, and then glanced at the person meditating in the corner.

Chen Xing had a faint golden luster flowing around him.

A cold yet expectant smile slowly curved at the corners of his lips.

"A 100-meter giant... brat, you've got quite a few trump cards up your sleeve."

"This is going to be quite a show for the National College League..."

"If those old guys knew that our Shenzhen Martial Arts University produced a giant who can transform into a hundred-meter-tall figure..."

"A monster newborn with royal bloodline crushed underfoot... I wonder how interesting the expression on his face will be?"

He could almost see the national competition that was just around the corner.

Other arrogant geniuses, mentors, and even the president of Wuhan University.

The scene of people staring in disbelief and questioning their existence when they saw Chen Xing use his methods.

"Tsk, just thinking about it makes me a little excited."

Lu Ya flicked his cigarette ash, and his mood inexplicably improved.

……

Cave No. 007, Dark Phoenix Palace.

Unlike the cold and imposing 079 Demon Cave, this one is located deep inside the earth.

A palace constructed from countless strange crystals burning with dark purple flames.

It was filled with an eerie, uncanny, and scorching atmosphere.

The interior of the hall was dimly lit, with only the interior of the crystals on the walls and floor visible.

The constantly flowing dark purple flames provided a faint and distorted light source.

Deep within the main hall, on the highest obsidian throne.

A stunningly beautiful figure was leaning lazily against the wall.

It was a woman.

She wore a boldly cut black dress that accentuated her stunning curves.

The hem of her skirt trailed on the ground like a burning shadow.

She had an incredibly beautiful face that was almost otherworldly, and her skin was so white it was almost translucent.

Her lips were an alluring dark red, and her long, narrow phoenix eyes were slightly upturned.

Deep within his pupils, it seemed as if two clusters of dark purple flames were burning silently.

Her long, dark purple hair hung down, the ends moving without wind, as if there were spirited flames leaping about.

She was surrounded by dark purple flames that burned the very soul.

The flames were not scorching, but they carried a chilling and destructive aura that penetrated to the bone.

She was one of the rulers of Cave 007.

The Demon Lord of the Dark Phoenix Clan, Youhuang, is a mid-level eighth-rank demon.

At this moment, she was using her slender fingers, painted with dark purple nail polish,

He casually toyed with a wisp of flickering eerie fire in his palm, as if it were the most interesting toy in the world.

Just then, a low, urgent voice came from outside the hall, carrying an undisguised sense of awe and tension:

"Reporting to the Demon Lord, 079 Demon Cave, Lord White Tiger Demon Lord Bai Qiong..."

"Come see me."

Youhuang paused slightly as she played with the ghostly fire, her narrow phoenix eyes narrowing.

A hint of surprise flashed across his face, which quickly turned into a look of keen interest.

She slowly sat up straight, her alluring figure fully revealed beneath her black dress.

"Oh? Brother White Tiger? What a rare guest. Please."

A moment later, a silver-white figure appeared.

He entered the Dark Phoenix Palace, exuding an icy chill that seemed to freeze the soul and a barely suppressed rage.

It was none other than Bai Qiong, the White Tiger Demon Lord.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, the dark purple flames around him seemed to dim.

They seemed to be intimidated by that chilling killing intent and oppressive aura.

The temperature inside the hall,

The temperature plummeted instantly below freezing, creating a bizarre contrast with the previous scorching heat.

Youhuang looked at Baiqiong's face, which was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

And from the murderous intent in his eyes that almost materialized, he understood.

It was astonishing that the White Tiger Demon Lord, known for his arrogance and fierce protectiveness, would personally come to visit.

To be so out of control like this, something terrible must have happened, and...

It has something to do with his beloved son.

"Brother White Tiger,"

Youhuang's red lips parted slightly, her voice possessing a magnetic quality that seemed to tug at the heartstrings.

"What brings you here?"

"Judging from your expression... has something happened to 079?"

Bai Qiong didn't exchange pleasantries, nor did he even sit down.

He stood in the center of the hall, his dark golden vertical pupils fixed on Youhuang on the throne.

The voice was icy cold, each word seemingly carrying shards of ice.

"I need you to put a bounty on someone for me."

"A bounty?"

Youhuang raised an eyebrow slightly, and the ghostly flame at her fingertips flickered.

"Something that even Brother Baihu personally offered as a reward for."

"This person must be extraordinary. Tell me about them?"

"Chen Xing, a freshman at Shenzhen Wuhan University."

When Bai Qiong uttered that name, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the killing intent almost materialized into a tangible blade.

The surprise in Youhuang's eyes deepened, but it quickly turned into amusement:

"Chen Xing? That's the one who's been making headlines lately for killing your Demon Cave Fox Clan."

"That human brat who's caused quite a commotion right under your nose again?"

"What happened? Did he offend Brother White Tiger?"

"He killed my son."

Bai Qiong's voice was eerily calm.

But the destructive storm it contained made Youhuang sit up slightly.

"Xiao'er, a peak fourth-order cultivator with royal blood, died at his hands, leaving no trace of his body."

Inside the main hall, there was a deathly silence.

The only sound was the faint crackling of the dark purple flames burning silently within the crystals in the walls.

The playful look on Youhuang's face vanished completely, replaced by a solemn expression.

She naturally knew the significance of Bai Xiao, the Holy Son of the White Tiger, who was the only offspring of the White Tiger Demon Lord.

Possessing the purest royal bloodline, they are the future hope of the 079 Demon Cave.

He... died?

To die at the hands of a human?

"Bounty—a thousandfold."

Bai Qiong continued speaking, his voice resolute and brooking no argument.

"Three drops of imperial blood essence, ten eighth-order demon cores."

"The rights to mine a small spirit stone vein for a century. Plus..."

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his dark golden vertical pupils:

"I, Bai Qiong, owe you a favor."

"A promise from an eighth-tier demon lord."

Even though Youhuang was an eighth-level demon lord who had seen many storms.

They were also shocked by Bai Qiong's thousandfold reward and the price of the favor from the demon master!

The essence of royal blood contains the purest primordial power and a trace of bloodline laws of the White Tiger royal family in every drop.

It is an unparalleled treasure for any demon race!

Eighth-tier demon cores are extremely rare and hard to come by!

The right to mine a spirit stone vein for a hundred years is enough to create a small to medium-sized power!

In addition, there was a favor promised by an eighth-tier demon lord...

This reward can't be described as "generous" anymore, it's downright insane!

It is enough to deter any seventh-tier demon lord.

Even some weaker eighth-order beings are willing to take the risk for it!

Not to mention the greedy traitors, outlaws, and assassin organizations in the underworld.

"A thousandfold reward..."

Youhuang slowly sat up straight, her eerie eyes fixed on Bai Qiong.

The voice carried a hint of disbelief.

"Brother Baihu, what a grand gesture!"

"It seems you're truly... genuinely angry, and you really believe that Chen Xing is worth this price?"

"He must die."