133: Chapter 133 Cat Playing with Mouse? No, Mouse Playing with Cat!

And at this moment, in the Imperial Study of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it was almost frozen.

Emperor Xia sat on the Dragon Throne, his face as dark as water. He toyed with a warm jade pendant in his hand, while his gaze, sharp as a knife, slashed at Wei Yuan, who was kneeling on one knee below.

"My subject, I sent you to hunt down a Devil Head, but what happened? You didn't catch him, and instead, you let him vanish without a trace. Now, some thief from who knows where dares to jump out and shit on the face of the Imperial family. Tell me, what should I do?"

Emperor Xia's voice was very calm, but it was precisely this calmness that made Wei Yuan feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He knew that his failure this time had caused this suspicious monarch to doubt both his ability and his loyalty.

Just as he was about to kowtow to accept his guilt and sign a military pledge, a Shadow Guard appeared like a ghost and presented the urgent report from Yunzhou.

When Wei Yuan saw the intelligence, especially the words "Wei Yuan, the old dog" on the wall, his face, which had always been calm and as handsome as jade, instantly turned the color of pig liver, and veins throbbed wildly at his temples!

"You brat! You madman! How dare you insult me to this extent!!!"

BOOM—!!! A terrifying pressure belonging to an Earthly Immortal of the Martial Extremity Realm could no longer be suppressed and swept out from his body like a volcanic eruption! All the tables, chairs, antiques, and bookshelves in the entire Imperial Study instantly turned into dust under this pressure!

Humiliation! This was a humiliation Wei Yuan had never suffered in his life!

He, the Guardian Deity of the Great Xia Dynasty, the number one Imperial advisor, standing above ten thousand people, had never been pointed at and humiliated like this! And it was by some brat who had popped out of nowhere!

This made him feel even more furious and insane than being slapped a hundred times in public!

"Your Majesty!" Wei Yuan kowtowed violently, cracking the hard floor tiles. His voice was filled with monstrous killing intent capable of freezing a Soul. "I request the order! I will personally tear that madman and his Revered Master to pieces! If I cannot bring back their heads to report, I am willing to commit suicide before Your Majesty!"

Emperor Xia looked at him, completely enraged and having almost lost his sanity, and a look of satisfaction finally flashed in his eyes. He nodded slowly.

"Granted."

"Go. My patience has limits. This time, do not disappoint me again."

Wei Yuan kowtowed heavily. After rising, he didn't even use the main door. Instead, his figure flickered, turning into a rainbow that pierced the heavens, tearing through the Void Realm, and shot toward Yunzhou!

That day, countless Martial Artists within the Imperial City felt the wrath of an immortal from the Nine Heavens.

...

Luo Feng Slope.

The wild wind wailed, whipping up sand that beat against the jagged rocks, making a "wooo" sound, as if countless wronged Souls were crying there.

The Origin Qi in this place was extremely chaotic. If one extended their Divine Thought, it would be torn and twisted by invisible forces, and the detection range was less than one-tenth of what it was outside. For experts who relied on their Domain, this was a natural restricted battlefield.

Wei Yuan stood in mid-air with his hands behind his back, his moon-white brocade robe spotless, looking completely out of place in this desolate world. He had been waiting here for a full day.

He was not impatient. As the top hunter of the Great Xia Dynasty, patience was his most basic quality. He was waiting, waiting for that ignorant "Jade-Faced Little Sword God" to walk into the trap. He had even thought of hundreds of tortures for the other party, to let that madman know that the wrath of an immortal was something a Mortal could not endure.

Finally, on the distant horizon, a golden stream of light approached. With a few flickers, it arrived above Luo Feng Slope.

The person who arrived was not the young swordsman Wei Yuan had imagined, but a... "freak" wearing a gaudy golden brocade robe embroidered with gold-thread ingots, a funny fox mask on his face, and a short, stout figure that swayed from side to side as he walked.

"Who goes there?" Wei Yuan frowned slightly, and an invisible Aura enveloped him.

"Are you that Wei Yuan who acts as a watchdog for the Xia family?" The freak pinched his throat and spoke in a sarcastic, high-pitched, and grating tone. Not only was he not intimidated by Wei Yuan's Aura, but he also dug his ear with a serious expression, looking completely disgusted.

Wei Yuan's expression instantly darkened: "Are you that madman who calls himself the 'Jade-Faced Little Sword God'?"

"Not bad, it is indeed yours truly!"

Huang Fugui.

Who was currently the "Jade-Faced Little Sword God".

He stood with his hands on his hips, looking Wei Yuan up and down with the eyes one might use on a bumpkin.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you look human enough, but it's a pity, you willingly act as a lackey and debase yourself. My Revered Master said, trash like you isn't even qualified for him to personally take action against. Sending me is already overestimating you."

"Your Revered Master? The Sword Ghost?" A cold glint flashed in Wei Yuan's eyes. "Where is he hiding? Tell him to get out here and die!"

"Just based on you?" Huang Fugui laughed exaggeratedly, laughing until he was bent over. "Wei Yuan, you old dog, was your brain caught in a door? You chased my Revered Master for ten days and ten nights and didn't even touch a single hair, and now you have the face to bark here? I'd be ashamed for you! If it were me, I would have found a piece of tofu and smashed my head into it!"

"You... are... courting... death!"

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. Wei Yuan's handsome, jade-like face was now completely twisted by rage!

He could no longer maintain the restraint and demeanor of an Earthly Immortal. Every word and every syllable from this guy in front of him was like a poisoned knife, precisely stabbing at his most shameful scar!

BOOM—!!!

The "Domain of Ten Thousand Blades Returning to Ruins" was suddenly unleashed!

In an instant, the sky turned dark, and the entire Luo Feng Slope was dragged into a gray world made of blades and swords!

"Within my Domain, I will make you wish for death but be unable to die!" Wei Yuan's voice was like a demonic sound from the Nine Netherworlds, filled with endless cruelty and violence.

However, facing this absolute killing zone, Huang Fugui was not panicked at all. Under his funny fox mask, a glint of cunning flashed in his small, bean-like eyes.

"A Domain? What a grand display, you scared the hell out of me!"

While he shouted that he was scared, his figure was like a slippery loach. In the split second before the Domain was about to close completely, he turned into a beam of golden light and slipped out in a hair-raisingly close escape.

"Trying to run?!" Wei Yuan snorted coldly. With a thought of his Divine Thought, the power of the Domain turned into a giant gray hand, covering the sky and sun, and grabbed fiercely toward that beam of golden light!

"Heh, can't catch me!"

Huang Fugui's Movement Technique was strange to the extreme. He seemed to be able to predict the landing point of the attack in advance, dodging and weaving within a small space, slipping away at an incredible angle every time the gray hand was about to close.

If an outsider saw this scene, their jaws would certainly drop.

A seemingly ordinary-looking weasel was actually jumping around repeatedly, with ease, under the pursuit of an Earthly Immortal's Domain!

Wei Yuan's complexion had turned from iron-blue to liver-purple.

He felt he had suffered immense humiliation!

This was no longer a cat playing with a mouse; this was clearly a mouse playing with a cat!

"I... will tear you into ten thousand pieces!!!"