Hearing Lu Wuming's reply, the man's expression faltered. He frowned and said, "If you're human, you're as good as dead. We're different from you; we're immortal. You can't be jealous of something like this. You look down on our status? It's just sour grapes because you can't have it!"
He spoke with utter confidence.
Lu Wuming's expression grew even more grim.
Liu Buli, watching from the side, couldn't stop laughing. The scene was incredibly amusing. It was rare in his life to see someone say such things to Lu Wuming.
However, despite his laughter, Liu Buli didn't forget to comfort his big dog. He called out to Lu Wuming and said, "Wuming, if you're unhappy, just go ahead and do it. They claim to be immortal, right? Give it a try. See if they're truly immortal or just overconfident."
After speaking, he paused and added, "Right, since they're not human, and we're prepared to wipe them out, you can act freely. Any method is fine, understand?"
Of course, he understood perfectly.
Lu Wuming had been waiting for these words. Now that Liu Buli had provided a solution, Lu Wuming wouldn't hesitate any longer. He sheathed his long sword, shook his hand, and his fingers, which had been holding the sword, transformed into sharp blades.
Seeing this, Liu Buli turned towards Xi Yu beside him at the opportune moment. He offered a sheepish smile and said, "Shizun, the next scene might be a bit gruesome. If you can't handle it, perhaps you should wait behind? We'll come to you once we're done."
After all, Xi Yu was a young woman, usually appearing innocent and naive. Liu Buli instinctively cared for her in such situations.
However, to his surprise, Xi Yu firmly shook her head. She didn't even avert her gaze and said, "Shizun will stay here with you and won't go anywhere. These people suddenly attacked and said so many hateful things. As Shizun, I should be the one to stand in front of you and resolve this situation. But now, due to my own reasons, I can't fight back, and I have to rely on you to resist them. If I were to run away now, I would be utterly unreasonable."
This was Xi Yu's conviction, and what she believed a Shizun should do.
Liu Buli understood her resolve and, after a moment's thought, no longer tried to persuade her.
Having completely shed his psychological restraints, Lu Wuming's movements became significantly faster. The cultivators who had been surrounding him had expected to gain the upper hand, but Lu Wuming's speed was like that of a phantom. Their eyes couldn't track him, and they felt more and more wounds appearing on their bodies, their limbs breaking, and their bodies becoming increasingly dismembered without them even realizing it.
When he severed the head of the first cultivator, Lu Wuming directly used his claws to pierce the severed head. With a soft crunch, the seemingly solid skull shattered into several pieces in Lu Wuming's hand as if it were a watermelon.
Red and white fluid flowed onto the ground. The man's body swayed for a moment before finally collapsing and lying still.
Lu Wuming stared intently at the corpse for a while, and only when he was certain there was no more reaction did he let out a contemptuous scoff. He said with utter disdain, "And you call yourselves immortal? You're a disgrace to immortality! You can't live if your head is cut off? Then, if all your other parts are chopped to pieces, you wouldn't be able to recover, would you?"
As Lu Wuming spoke, he surveyed the other cultivators around him, as if choosing a lucky victim to test his theory, his gaze filled with amusement and delight.
Liu Buli could see that Lu Wuming had completely entered the zone, his killing intent fully ignited.
He thought about how Lu Wuming had been practicing alchemy recently, with Xi Yu always by his side. They hadn't had many opportunities for intimacy, with holding hands or hugging already being the extent of their physical contact. And with Lu Wuming's cultivation having increased so much, he must have been incredibly pent up.
Liu Buli suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for these cultivators.
They were essentially human punching bags, willingly offering themselves, as if afraid Lu Wuming would suffer too much from his pent-up frustration. They were helping him release the anger he had been holding for so long.
Unlike Liu Buli, the cultivators Lu Wuming was eyeing were filled with extreme fear. Although they were numerous and didn't believe their cultivation was vastly inferior to Lu Wuming's, witnessing him crush a head with his bare hands was visually terrifying. No one dared to approach Lu Wuming anymore.
Not just them, but even the man fighting Liu Buli was startled. He instinctively flinched, his eyes wide, and he muttered, "What… what kind of monster is that… Is he… is he really just human?"
The question seemed to be directed outwards, but it was more like a self-muttering.
Liu Buli didn't mind. As he heard the words, he smiled and replied, "You're mistaken. He's not a monster; he's my lover, and the most adorable person in this world."
He paused.
Seeing the man's gaze shift towards him, Liu Buli continued, "Also, I can tell you something else. Unlike your boring, self-righteous claims, my Wuming is truly immortal. It's just that with your level, you're not worthy of him demonstrating it to you."