A cultivation-world love triangle + founding a sect + carefree attitude + overwhelming intelligence + smirking badass.
“You’re only at the early Qi Refining stage. You think you’re fit to be sect leader?”
The sect leader, at the late Golden Core stage, looked down on him as if he were an ant.
“I could crush you a hundred times over with a single finger.”
“Did you hear me? Get on your knees! Call me Grandpa, and I’ll leave your body intact!”
Bo Hu held a pipe between his teeth and said nothing.
He took a puff.
Boom!
Golden light surged.
Early Golden Core.
The late Golden Core cultivator opposite him: “...You, weren’t you at the Qi Refining stage just now?!”
Bo Hu exhaled.
His cultivation level instantly dropped back to early Qi Refining.
“I was at Golden Core just now.” He gave a crooked smile. “Now I’m at Qi Refining.”
“You’re messing with me?!”
“No.” He took another puff. “Now I’m at Foundation Establishment.”
“...”
“Exhaled.” He blew out the smoke. “Back to Qi Refining again.”
“What cultivation level are you, exactly?!” The hand gripping the sword trembled.
Bo Hu tapped his pipe and said leisurely:
“Depends on my mood.”
“You!”
“Don’t rush.” Bo Hu pulled a thumb-sized little fire chicken from his pocket. “Here, give me a light.”
The little fire chicken chirped and spat out a mouthful of true phoenix flame.
The late Golden Core cultivator, along with his sword, burned to a crisp.
Bo Hu walked over, pipe between his teeth, stepping on the charred remains.
“Next.”
