Chapter 341: How Have You Made No Progress at All

"Haha, many people have called me 'presumptuous' before, but unfortunately, do you know what happened to them? Not a single one survived. The Three Kings of the Qingming Ancient Land, the Killing Calamity Gang of the Loulan Demon Sea—those infamous bandit overlords treat me with respect and call me Young Master Xuan. And you so-called Desert Fifteen Bandits? In my eyes, you're just playing house, insignificant." The youth curled his lip in disdain.

"What Three Kings, what Killing Calamity Gang? Kid, you'd better behave. Don't think just because you've got smooth skin we won't chop you down." Sand Bandit Tian clashed his two large axes together with a clatter.

The more they looked at this kid, the more insolent he seemed. Not only was he outrageously handsome and dashing, but he was also launching personal attacks. Even though Old Four was a dwarf, that didn't mean he deserved to be humiliated.

Chen Xuan looked at the Desert Fifteen Bandits and shook his head regretfully. "Right, talking about such big shots with you—you probably wouldn't know them. These are high-level figures. Even you so-called Desert Fifteen Bandits would have to call them ancestors. But insignificant is insignificant; in the end, you're just petty bandits."

"Damn brat! You're only at the high stage of Entering Divinity, yet you dare spout nonsense. Take my axe!" Sand Bandit Tian was furious now. This little punk was way too arrogant, not only disregarding the Desert Fifteen Bandits but also hurling insults.

Sand Du Long frowned, feeling that this kid was too cocky. The aura he emitted was clearly that of the high stage of Entering Divinity, yet he dared to be so presumptuous—utterly reckless.

But what unsettled Sand Du Long was the kid's extreme calm. Even if he had considerable strength, couldn't he see that their cultivation levels were much higher than his?

"Earth-Splitting Axe!" Sand Bandit Tian roared. The two axes blazed with light, a sign of true essence pushed to its limit. One axe split the air, cleaving toward Chen Xuan's head.

Chen Xuan watched the fierce axe strike but didn't take it to heart.

"Sigh, ants are still ants after all." Chen Xuan smiled faintly and slowly extended two fingers.

"Boom..."

"How is that possible..."

Sand Bandit Tian stared in disbelief as the guy caught his fierce axe with just two fingers.

"Low-class is low-class. You think such a move is impossible? Hmph." Chen Xuan chuckled lightly, flicked his wrist, and an irresistible force burst from his two fingers.

"Crack..."

The two axes snapped instantly, and the force traveled from the axes to Sand Bandit Tian's hands, erupting with a thunderous boom.

"Bang..."

"Third Brother!"

"Third Brother!"

The Desert Fifteen Bandits and the others were stunned by the scene before them.

Sand Bandit Tian lay on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his hands mangled and bloody from the force—a pitiful sight.

"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death!" At that moment, Sand Mie Xiong roared, his short frame lunging forward, but Sand Du Long grabbed him.

"Don't be impulsive." Sand Du Long now understood: this man was a true expert.

The people in the convoy gasped in shock at the sight.

Chen Xuan, hearing the exclamations around him, allowed a smile to cross his face.

He liked this feeling.

Being the center of attention.

Playing the pig to eat the tiger.

It seemed suppressing his cultivation to the high stage of Entering Divinity had been the right choice.

Releasing just a hint of power before these ants made them gasp in amazement—how easy it was.

Inside the carriage, Han Mei watched the scene, a strange expression on her face. She hadn't expected this youth to be so strong.

Earlier, the high stage of Entering Divinity had seemed impressive enough, but the strength he just displayed went far beyond that.

"Heh, looks like you're the leader. Though you're trash, you're not bad. How about becoming my servants? For you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Don't miss it." Chen Xuan stood there calmly, exuding a kingly aura that made it hard to look him in the eye.

"Kill them quickly. We need to move on." From inside the carriage, Han Mei's impatient voice rang out. Since he could suppress them with one hand, why waste words?

"Shut up. When I'm speaking, you, a woman, just watch." Chen Xuan turned his head, his sharp gaze locking onto Han Mei.

Han Mei's face flushed with anger, but her heart trembled. That look was so domineering.

Her heart even quivered slightly. This man...

Radiant and handsome, Chen Xuan stood with one hand behind his back, a smile curling at his lips, as if everything was under his control.

A hundred years in seclusion, and now that he was out, he was naturally going to stir up the world.

For Chen Xuan, a man about to dominate the world, how could he not have a few servants? These bandits, though insignificant, had cultivation levels that were decent among these ants—worthy of being his servants.

The convoy members were furious at this man for yelling at their young lady, but they were also terrified by his methods.

"What's your decision?" Chen Xuan looked at the remaining fourteen bandits and said calmly.

Sand Du Long eyed the man warily. His aura was only at the high stage of Entering Divinity, but he had clearly concealed his true cultivation. Sand Du Long sensed a crisis.

"Heh, your fourteen have decent cultivation, but your techniques are poor. If you become my servants, I happen to have a Heaven-grade top-tier technique, the 'Annihilation Sutra.' How about it?" Chen Xuan looked at them, a smile on his lips.

"Big Brother, what do we do?" Sand Mie Xiong whispered.

To them, this guy was way too narcissistic, utterly disgusting.

Especially that expression of total control—it pissed them off.

"I'll go test him. You all retreat first." Sand Du Long said.

"No, Big Brother, we'll go together."

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"Young Master Xuan, sorry, but we're used to freedom. If you let us go, I, Sand Du Long, will owe you a favor." Sand Du Long said.

At this, Chen Xuan's expression darkened with anger, then he sneered twice. "A favor from an ant like you is worthless to me. I offered you face, but you didn't want it. Fine, then none of you will leave today."

On a whim, Chen Xuan had graciously decided to take these people as servants, but now they were ungrateful and had rejected him. They deserved to die.

Sand Du Long's face changed drastically. "Everyone scatter!"

"None of you will escape today." Chen Xuan snorted coldly, killing intent flaring.

Sand Du Long and the others inwardly cursed their luck. They were probably done for today—what a damn mess.

"Aiyaya... How can you be bandits? After all this time, you've made no progress at all!"

Just then, a voice came from the void.

Sand Du Long and the others found the voice somewhat familiar. When they looked up, they were all thrilled.

"Boss!"

Chen Xuan looked toward the void with a playful smile, a smirk curling at his lips. It seemed another fool who didn't know when to die was coming.