"Pig!" Gu Bo screamed, his voice cracking. "You thought you could beat me and just sleep? Today, my father is in seclusion, but I am the Young Master! The next Heir! I have gathered the Enforcement Disciples!"
Gu Bo pointed a shaking finger at Tian Wudi.
"Break his legs! Chop him into pieces! I want to turn his head into a football!"
The disciples looked at the pig. They were hesitant. They heard the rumors about him defeating Elder Gu Hai. But Gu Bo was shouting, and the Gu Clan paid their wages.
"Attack!" one bold disciple shouted.
Three disciples charged forward with spears.
Tian Wudi sighed. "Insects really do love to fly into the fire."
He did not use his hands. He did not step back.
He simply took a deep breath and lowered his head.
"Charge of the Iron Mountain."
He ran.
It was not a graceful run. It was a heavy, thundering trot.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The ground shook. The disciples stabbed their spears at his belly.
Clang! Clang!
The spears hit his belly, but instead of piercing his flesh, they bounced off with the sound of metal hitting rock. His skin, freshly refined with the Blue Wave Sword essence, was impenetrable to ordinary weapons.
The disciples were shocked. "What?!"
Tian Wudi didn't stop. He slammed into them.
BAM!
The three disciples flew backward as if they were hit by a runaway carriage. They screamed as they crashed into the wall of the pig pen.
Tian Wudi stopped in front of the wheelchair.
The remaining disciples were too terrified to move.
Gu Bo's face turned white. He looked up at the massive pig looming over him.
"You... you..." Gu Bo stammered.
Tian Wudi looked down at the cripple. "Gu Bo. Yesterday I broke your ribs. Today, you want me to break the rest?"
"My... my fiancée is here!" Gu Bo tried to act tough, looking at Mu Ling. "Mu Ling! Kill him! Use the Blazing Sun Sword Art! You are the genius!"
Tian Wudi turned his gaze to Mu Ling.
She flinched. She drew her sword halfway, but her hand was shaking. She remembered the sensation of his finger on her collarbone yesterday. She remembered his diagnosis.
"Beauty," Tian Wudi smiled, his metallic tusks glinting. "I see you wore red. You actually listened to me."
Mu Ling blushed furiously. "I... this was the only clean robe I had! Don't misunderstand, you shameless pig!"
"Is that so?" Tian Wudi chuckled. "You drew your sword, but your killing intent is empty. You know I am right. Your cultivation is stalled. If you attack me with fire now, your meridians will backlash."
He took a step closer to her, completely ignoring Gu Bo.
"Gu Bo is a sinking ship," Tian Wudi stated calmly. "Look at him. Sitting in a chair, asking a woman to fight his battles. Is this the man you want to marry?"
"Shut up!" Gu Bo shrieked. He reached into his sleeve and pulled out a talisman. "Die!"
It was a 'Thunder Flame Talisman.' A disposable offensive treasure worth 500 Spirit Stones.
Gu Bo ignited it with his Qi. A ball of lightning and fire erupted from his hand, flying straight at Tian Wudi's face. At this range, it was unavoidable.
"Watch out!" Mu Ling instinctively shouted.
Tian Wudi did not blink.
He opened his mouth again.
CHOMP.
He bit the fireball.
The laws of physics seemed to cry in confusion. Tian Wudi didn't just bite it; he inhaled the chaotic energy.
Gulp.
Smoke came out of his nostrils. He swallowed the Spark and fire.
"Spicy," Tian Wudi commented casually. "A bit dry. It needs some sauce."
Silence. Complete, terrified silence. He just ate an explosion.
Gu Bo dropped his hands. His jaw dropped. His mind broke. A pig just ate his strongest trump card?
Tian Wudi reached out his hand and patted Gu Bo's cheek. Pat. Pat.
"Little boy. Playing with fire is dangerous. I am taking this confiscated toy."
Tian Wudi snatched the rest of Gu Bo's talismans from his sleeve. Then, he grabbed Gu Bo's wheelchair by the handle.
"Get out of my way."
He kicked the wheelchair.
The wheelchair, with Gu Bo inside, rolled away at high speed. It hit a rock, flipped over, and dumped the Young Master into a pile of actual pig manure near the fence.
"Ack! Help!" Gu Bo floundered in the filth.
Tian Wudi ignored the trash and stood in front of Mu Ling.
She looked at him with awe and fear.
"I am leaving," Tian Wudi said to her. "This clan is too small for a Sovereign like me. The pond cannot hold a True Dragon, and the sty cannot hold a Divine Swine."
He threw a small jade bottle at her. She caught it.
"Inside is 'Three-Yin Dew'. It will soothe the pain in your chest," Tian Wudi explained. "Consider it a betrothal gift."
"Betrothal?!" Mu Ling almost dropped the bottle. "I never agreed!"
"You will," Tian Wudi said with absolute confidence. "I am going to the Desolate Beast Mountain Range to become a Spirit Gathering Master. When I return, I will claim you. Until then, keep your body pure. If I smell another man's scent on you..."
His eyes narrowed, releasing a terrifying burst of pressure that made the surrounding disciples fall to their knees.
"...I will destroy this entire town."
Mu Ling felt her heart racing. It was terrifying, yet undeniably charismatic. This pig was domineering, overbearing, and perverted... but he was the most "Man" she had ever met.
Tian Wudi turned around. He adjusted his stolen Spatial Ring from the Gu Clan leader. He walked towards the main gate.
"Wait!" Mu Ling shouted, almost involuntarily. "The... the mountains are dangerous! The Spirit Beasts there are savage!"
Tian Wudi didn't look back. He just raised a hand and waved.
"Savage? Good. I am hungry."
He waddled out of the gate, leaving the Gu Clan in a state of shock and ruin.
As he walked down the road leading away from the town, Tian Wudi planned his goals.