Trafford's Trading Club

“Huang Baifu, with most of the Taoist and demon forces of China present, dare you boast so?” A voice with a faint tone suddenly echoed from the Taoist side.

Yet Huang Baifu didn’t mind, speaking nonchalantly, “It takes talent to possess treasures! If you Taoists take it, it would just be wasted! In the Dharma-ending Age, how many of your Cultivation Techniques have been lost! Even if you were given the Jade Dragon Pillar, how much could you improve? You’d probably just waste it, unable to support its power! Though my demon tribe is also restricted, our inheritance does not rely on Cultivation Techniques! With the Jade Dragon Pillar, the prosperity of my demon tribe is within reach!”

“You mutant, do not boast! Bolstering the demon tribe again, sinking China into your toxic clutches?” Unexpectedly, a middle-aged Taoist from the Taoist side stepped on a cloud, “They all say you, Huang Baifu, are currently the strongest among the Four Spirits, this humble Taoist wishes to challenge you!”

“It’s the True Person Shen Chi of the Taoist Association! Rumor has it that True Person Shen Chi has been cultivating since the Ming Dynasty, already nearly four hundred years old, and possesses ocean-like Mana! It is said that during the late Qing Dynasty, Shen Chi subdued two huge powerful monsters in the demon tribe single-handedly, he is known worldwide!”

True Person Shen Chi held a four-sided purple-gold Tianpeng ruler in his hand, a spot of cinnabar between his brows, surrounded by auspicious clouds and mist, appearing stately.

“Shen Chi?” Huang Baifu sneered, “You want to fight me?”

“Young Lord of the demon association, do you not find your edge too sharp?” Shen Chi said indifferently, “Your other strong representatives are silent, watching your show… best not to become the scapegoat of others.”

But Huang Baifu laughed heartily, “So what if I am paved to bear the brunt, so they can pick up the spoils? I, Huang Baifu, never cared about this! If you have the capability, come at me, if not, then leave! This world, there’s nothing I dare not smash! No matter how cunning your plans, I’ll smash them with one punch! Shen Chi, don’t think you’re anything special because you subdued one or two huge powerful monsters! Others might not know, but I’m well aware! The two you subdued were because they were in battle, and you took advantage of the chaos! In terms of real strength, who are you!”

“The demon tribe dares humiliate this humble Taoist!”

Instantly crestfallen, Shen Chi’s eyes turned fierce, the Tianpeng ruler in his hand whirling into action without a word, radiating waves like mighty waves, scattering a powerful force that even had the younger Taoists in the rear struggling to steady themselves!

“Bug! Taste my punch!”

Boom!

An ordinary straight punch accurately hit the Tianpeng ruler of Shen Chi, with the raging White Tiger’s shadow seeming to roar behind Huang Baifu.

An incomparably terrifying demonic power breached Shen Chi’s force waves in an instant, and the purple-gold Tianpeng ruler, which had accompanied Shen Chi for over two hundred years, was directly shattered under this unparalleled fierce punch!

Shen Chi’s body was sent flying into the air, spewing several mouthfuls of blood before finally crashing to the ground like discarded meat.

True Person Huanyang saw this, waved his sleeve, catching the falling Shen Chi.

After landing, Shen Chi was helped by several Taoists. But his face was pale as he continuously vomited blood, showing a frantic expression, but after a moment, he passed out completely.

“Huang Baifu, wasn’t your attack too ruthless? The Tianpeng ruler was Shen Chi’s life magic artifact, destroying it is equivalent to destroying half of his cultivation!” True Person Huanyang with electric eyes shot towards the Young Lord of the White Tiger Clan, giving a cold snort.

But Huang Baifu sneered, “I just showed you all if I have the strength to take down this Jade Dragon Pillar. Huanyang, if you’re dissatisfied, you can taste my punch too!”

After he spoke, Huang Baifu leaped directly and punched towards True Person Huanyang.

This True Person Huanyang was no slouch, forming a sword seal with his hand, seven beams of sword light shot from within his sleeve, thrusting towards Huang Baifu! But Huang Baifu’s fist broke through the layers of sword light, only the seventh sword light managed to slightly reduce the fist’s force.

True Person Huanyang swiped again with his palm!