After a brief silence, one of the gods spoke up again: "Young Master Chu, isn't this a bit unreasonable? We came here with sincerity, but you won't even let us into your array. Isn't that a bit much?"
Hearing this, Ian Song's lips curled into a cold smile. "If you don't want to talk here, then forget it. I have no interest in anything you have to say anyway."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ian turned to head back into the array.
"Wait!"
"Young Master Chu, we're actually here to cooperate with you!"
"Not interested!"
Ian casually waved his hand, splitting the array open, ready to step inside.
At that moment, the ten gods' faces showed panic. One of them gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master Chu, we're actually here on behalf of Holy Heir Ao Tian to check on Divine Maiden Feng Jiu!"
"You should've just said so! Why all the beating around the bush?" Ian turned around, looking playfully at the ten gods.
For a moment, their expressions were rather awkward.
"Young Master Chu, Divine Maiden Feng Jiu has been with you for four or five days now. How is she doing?"
"And what does that have to do with you?" Ian sneered.
"But we're here on behalf of Holy Heir Ao Tian...!"
Ian waved his hand, cutting them off: "Don't you know I killed one of Ao Tian's subordinates? Do you really think I'd give him any face?"
"Uh..."
For a moment, the ten gods were left speechless.
"Go back and tell Ao Tian not to send anyone to bother me again. Otherwise, anyone he sends—I'll kill them all!"
"You—!"
Hearing Ian's words, all ten gods were furious.
"What? Not convinced?"
Ian Song looked at them and asked.
"Let's move!"
In the end, the ten gods kept silent. As much as they wanted to cut down that bastard Ian Song, none dared take the risk—he’d already killed a mid-tier god, and even more lesser gods. That’s why they called him Demon King Chu.
"Dammit!"
Ao Tian’s face twisted in anger when he heard his subordinates’ report.
A burly True Dragon clansman hurried to say, "Holy Heir, please don’t be angry. Why not let us take care of it—break his array and drag him here for you to deal with?"
"Not a good idea!"
Ao Tian waved it off. "The Creation Sky Monolith is about to open, so let’s not make extra trouble. Besides, Nina Feng is no pushover—Ian Song can’t do anything to her. We’ll settle this with him after we’re inside the Monolith."
Just like that, a few more days slipped by.
Nina Feng’s maids couldn’t hold back any longer and all came to the array to ask for her.
"Ian Song, what do we do now?"
Vivian Ouyang grew flustered when she heard the news. In the past few days, she’d picked up a lot—including the fact that Nina Feng was the Divine Daughter of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, ranked second among all clans on Manggu Continent.
If the Heavenly Phoenix Clan found out their Divine Daughter was gone, both she and Ian Song would be hunted—and the clan had two thousand gods.
Nina Feng’s nine maids were no pushovers either—all mid-tier gods. If he tried to kill them, he’d have to reveal more of his real strength.
So the best move was to stall them. Once inside the Creation Sky Monolith, he could show his true power—and if they kept causing trouble, he’d just take them out all at once.
Ian Song and Vivian Ouyang quickly hashed out a plan: Vivian would drive the nine maids away.
The array split open, and Vivian Ouyang—disguised as Nina Feng—stepped out, giving the nine maids a frosty glare. "Who told you to come here?"
Thud! Thud!
The nine maids instantly dropped to their knees in a row. "Divine Daughter, we were all worried about you!"
"Get out! And don’t bother me again unless I give the order!"