The crowd exchanged bewildered glances—this guy was just too pretentious! How could he shamelessly say such things?
What gave him the right? Someone who couldn’t even get into the Celestial Academy dared to act so arrogantly!
“Within the Celestial Academy, formal disciples are not permitted to kill one another,” Wang Xi responded calmly.
Shi Hao nodded in understanding. “I’m not a formal disciple, so does that mean killing one or two isn’t a problem?”
Even Wang Xi was left speechless. She had intended to warn him against bloodshed here, but he had twisted her words into permission.
Of course, she had every reason to believe he was playing dumb on purpose.
As for the others, they were far less amused. Many wore dark expressions, sneering in fury—Shi Hao had truly infuriated them.
In their eyes, he was nothing but trash, someone who hadn’t even cultivated Immortal Qi, yet dared to boast in their faces?
“Idiot! You don’t even qualify to enter the academy—what right do you have to challenge us?”
“Do you think this will make you stand out? You’ll pay a heavy price for this, maybe even with your life!”
Their resentment was palpable. If someone like Lü Tuo or Feng Xingtian had looked down on them, they might have swallowed it—but a mere waste like Shi Hao? Unforgivable!
“I’ll teach him a lesson. Entering the Celestial Academy without knowing the rules—he needs to learn some manners,” one of them declared, stepping forward.
“Descendant of the Ancient Demonic Bear—is it edible?” Shi Hao eyed the approaching figure, discerning his true form, then turned to Wang Xi with the question.
The crowd froze, momentarily stunned.
The demonic bear was first baffled, then enraged. This guy wasn’t just talking about killing him—he wanted to eat him too? How infuriating!
Some laughed, finding Shi Hao oddly amusing, but many remained cold, waiting for his inevitable defeat.
“Really, you can’t kill him,” Wang Xi whispered to Shi Hao, shaking her head. Only she knew—this guy was no simpleton. He might even possess two strands of Immortal Qi.
“What a shame. Those bear paws look so plump—watching but not eating is just wasteful,” Shi Hao lamented.
*Damn you!*
That was what the demonic bear wanted to roar. How dare this trash treat him like some common beast?
Was he truly ignorant, or just pretending? Facing a demonic bear with Immortal Qi, yet acting so recklessly—was he truly fearless, or just foolish?
The bear’s chest tightened with stifled rage, baring his fangs at the youth, itching to tear him apart.
“I’ll kill you!” The demonic bear lunged.
Shi Hao sidestepped effortlessly. “No killing allowed here, and you’re not even edible—what’s the point?”
The crowd was at a loss for words. This guy’s confidence was outrageous—daring to provoke a formal disciple, yet acting so smug.
The demonic bear closed in again, his body radiating violet light. Though in human form, his aura was wild, domineering, and savage.
“Someone control this mad bear before he causes trouble,” Shi Hao called out.
“Coward! Too scared to fight?” someone taunted from the sidelines.
“Swatting flies like you isn’t worth my time,” Shi Hao shot back.
This instantly provoked the crowd. Those who had targeted him earlier glared with murderous intent.
Ignoring them, Shi Hao turned and strode straight into Wang Xi’s cave abode—a sacred land brimming with radiant light and wisps of chaotic mist.
Wang Xi arched a brow. This guy had no sense of boundaries, barging in without invitation while the owner stood right there.
“You—get back here!” the demonic bear bellowed, furious but unwilling to step into Wang Xi’s forbidden territory—a place only those like Lü Tuo dared tread.
“Why should I? What’s in it for me? Beating you wouldn’t even be satisfying—just a waste of time,” Shi Hao retorted, his words grating on everyone’s nerves.
By all accounts, he had no right to mock those with Immortal Qi, yet here he was, flaunting his arrogance.
“You want a reward for fighting?!” The demonic bear’s eyes darkened with fury.
“If you’ve got something worthwhile, I’ll consider it. Otherwise, scram,” Shi Hao said.
The crowd seethed. This guy actually demanded payment for a fight? Unbelievable!
“I have two Celestial Artifacts,” the demonic bear offered.
“My fists can shatter Celestial Artifacts. What use are they? You’ve cultivated Immortal Qi—aren’t you supposed to have rare treasures?” Shi Hao scoffed.
The bear’s face twitched. He wanted nothing more than to smash that smug expression.
“Are the rest of you just as poor? No Phoenix Blood, Nine Revolutions Immortal Pills, or Ancient Heavenly Techniques?” Shi Hao asked.
By now, it was clear—he was doing this on purpose. Shameless. Infuriating.
“I have a cauldron of Purple Mansion Elixir!”
Purple Mansion Elixir was a rare essence of heaven and earth, rumored to have miraculous effects.
Yet Shi Hao still curled his lip. “I’m already in the Sacred Sacrifice Realm. While precious, it’s not much use to me now.”
“There are different grades of Purple Mansion Elixir. What you’ve seen is likely the common violet mist. This is higher-tier,” the bear said, producing a radiant cauldron filled with elixir—its purple liquid swirling with five-colored vapor.
“Purple Mansion Immortal Mist?” Shi Hao’s eyes widened.
Legends spoke of rare elixirs infused with Immortal Qi—utterly priceless.
Though the bear’s elixir wasn’t quite at that level, it was close.
“Fine. Since you’re offering it so sincerely, I’ll reluctantly accept,” Shi Hao said, grinning as he snatched the cauldron.
Without hesitation, he charged out of the cave, straight at the demonic bear.
“Such recklessness—he’s asking for death!”
“Impulsive fool. No future at all.”
Many dismissed him, but Shi Hao moved like lightning, his hands weaving sigils mid-charge.
Their clash was brief but dazzling—flashing lights, interwoven bone scripts, a spectacle of power.
In just one exchange, the demonic bear nearly coughed up blood, barely suppressing it to save face.
Gasps erupted. Who *was* this guy? Someone unqualified for the Celestial Academy?
“He actually wounded the demonic bear?!”
The bear roared, unleashing his Immortal Qi in fury.
Shi Hao dodged, the deadly energy whizzing past with an eerie wail—enough to paralyze most.
Their duel was surreal—swift, effortless, yet earth-shaking in force.
Then—*BAM!*
Shi Hao blurred around the bear, avoiding the Immortal Qi, and struck with devastating speed, sending the bear flying dozens of feet. Blood sprayed as he crashed to the ground.
Silence.
This defied all reason! An Immortal Qi-less nobody had defeated an Ancient Demonic Bear?
Even Wang Xi’s heart skipped. He’d won bare-handed, without Immortal Qi—unheard of!
“Someone like this… defeating an Immortal Qi cultivator…” someone murmured.
A legendary feat. Unthinkable!
All eyes locked onto Shi Hao. Many realized—if he reached the Heavenly Deity Realm, he might truly soar beyond the heavens.
“The elixir is mine,” Shi Hao declared, pocketing the cauldron.
“Anyone else?” he challenged.
“Yes!” someone shouted.
“Bring treasures, or I’m not interested,” Shi Hao said bluntly.
The crowd fell silent again. Was he a rare genius… or just an eccentric fool?
Wang Xi sighed. Bare-handed against Immortal Qi—this guy would make waves here. With him around, peace was unlikely.
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