99: Gangsters? That title seems pretty useful!

After making sure everyone from the Myriad Dao Divine Sect had gone far away...

Two sneaky figures finally scrambled out from the bushes and fled toward the Secret Realm's exit without looking back.

They treated that inconceivable scene as the greatest conversation piece of their lives, spreading it with added flourish in the market where Loose Cultivators gathered.

"You guys didn't see it! Those people from the Myriad Dao Divine Sect appeared as if out of thin air!"

"The young man leading them, with a Nascent Soul cultivation, insta-killed Lei Qiandong of the Profound Thunder Sect in one move!"

"The scariest part was their 'summoning'! As soon as the token flashed, their people arrived! Who could withstand that?!"

At first, most Loose Cultivators took this as a joke.

After all, performing point-to-point teleportation in a Secret Realm with chaotic Laws was a heavenly feat that even Body Integration Stage experts would find difficult to achieve.

It wasn't until a few days later that those wretched Disciples from the Profound Thunder Sect finally appeared in the outside world.

As soon as they came out, they ran back to their Sect wailing and crying, accusing the Myriad Dao Divine Sect of atrocities.

The higher-ups of the Profound Thunder Sect were furious and immediately dispatched powerful experts to the Secret Realm, but they couldn't even find a trace of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect.

This completely confirmed the claims of those two Loose Cultivators.

The name "Myriad Dao Divine Sect" became completely famous in the Loose Cultivator circles.

However, the direction of its fame was a bit skewed.

"Have you heard? A new power called the Myriad Dao Divine Sect has recently emerged in the Secret Realm, and they act very overbearingly!"

"Overbearing doesn't even cover it! Just because my cousin's team took one extra look at a Spirit Medicine they found, they broke three of their legs and extorted all their belongings!"

"The version I heard is that they took a fancy to a Magic Treasure and directly 'invited' the original owner out of the Secret Realm!"

"How is this a righteous immortal Sect?!"

The rumors spread wider and wider, becoming more and more outrageous.

When the news reached the ears of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect Disciples who were currently scavenging in the Secret Realm, everyone was between laughter and tears.

"Senior Brother Zhao, they say we're a gang," an Outer Sect Disciple reported to Zhao Tiezhu with a strange expression.

Zhao Tiezhu was stunned for a moment, then slapped his thigh.

"A gang? Hey! I like that title!"

"Haven't you noticed? Since this reputation spread, haven't those blind flies decreased a lot?"

Everyone thought about it, and it seemed to be the case.

Previously, there were always some self-important guys coming to find trouble. Now, as long as they showed the name of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect, no one could be seen for ten miles around.

"So, this is actually a good thing?"

"Of course it's a good thing!" Zhao Tiezhu puffed out his chest. "This shows that our Sect's prestige is far-reaching! Come on, let's continue 'stocking up'!"

...Atop the main peak of Myriad Dao Divine Mountain.

Zhao Wuyou and Ye Wushang, who had just teleported back, stood side by side.

They listened to several Disciples who had just returned from the Secret Realm on the Sect square, vividly recounting what they had seen and heard.

"...At that time, Senior Brother Lin slashed out with his sword, and it was so cool! He directly suppressed those muscle-heads from Hegemon Fist Mountain!"

"And Senior Brother Wang! With a flick of that abacus, he could talk the dead back to life, and he managed to squeeze thirty percent of the profits out of the Seven Profound Pavilion!"

As Zhao Wuyou listened, Battle Intent slowly rose in his golden pupils.

"Sounds very interesting."

Ye Wushang didn't speak, but merely clenched his fist, Devilish Qi flashing around him for a moment.

"Are you going?" Zhao Wuyou asked.

"Yes." Ye Wushang's answer was just one word.

The two looked at each other and took out their disciple tokens at the same time.

"Select anchor point, Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range Secret Realm, Inner Sect Disciple Lin Yi."

*Hum—*

Two completely different spatial portals opened before them.

One was brilliant with golden light, surging with dragon prestige.

One was filled with eerie Devilish Qi, dark and deep.

The two stepped in, and their figures vanished... The central basin of the Secret Realm.

Ye Chenfeng and the others were currently counting their gains from this period.

Wang Duojin held his abacus, smiling so much his mouth wouldn't close.

"Profit! Pure profit! When we go back this time, our contribution points will at least triple!"

Just then.

Above the basin, space distorted once again.

Two figures with completely different auras appeared out of thin air.

"It's Fourth Junior Brother and Sixth Junior Brother!" Wang Duojin's eyes lit up.

Zhao Wuyou and Ye Wushang's figures stepped out of the spatial portals and landed in front of everyone.

Their appearance immediately caught the attention of all the surrounding forces.

"It's people from the Myriad Dao Divine Sect again!"

"That blonde one... what a terrifying pressure! My Divine Soul is trembling!"

"The other one... is a demonic cultivator! Such pure Devilish Qi!"

The leaders of the various forces all had solemn expressions, and they one after another restrained their Disciples, telling them not to act rashly.

The current Myriad Dao Divine Sect was an existence that no one dared to provoke in this Secret Realm.

"Eldest Senior Brother." Zhao Wuyou nodded slightly to Ye Chenfeng.

"Why are you here?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

"To join the fun," Zhao Wuyou said succinctly.

Ye Wushang's gaze swept back and forth across the traces left by those "Abyssal Crystal" monsters, a hint of longing showing in his cold eyes.

While the Personal Disciples were having a small gathering.

A figure slowly walked over from the distance.

It was a young man wearing a moon-white long robe and holding a jade-bone folding fan.

He had a handsome face and a refined, elegant temperament, appearing like a scholarly Young Master from a noble family, completely out of place in this Secret Realm filled with blood and slaughter.

He walked very slowly, every step as if measured by a ruler, precise and graceful.

Yet everywhere he passed, whether it was the self-important Sect prodigies or the fierce-looking Loose Cultivators, they all subconsciously made way for him.

"Who is this person? What a powerful aura!"

"I don't know him, but looking at the emblem on his clothes, he seems to be... someone from the Tianyan Holy Land!"

"What?! The Tianyan Holy Land that is said to be able to deduce the secrets of heaven and calculate the future?"

The sound of people gasping for air rang out in the crowd.

Wang Duojin's gaze also fell on the young man.

The abacus in his hand suddenly, without any warning, cracked with a "snap."

"Hmm?"

Wang Duojin's expression changed. He immediately put away his abacus and stared deathly at the young man, his eyes filled with wariness.

His Innate Formation Body and his Universe Abacus both sent out the strongest warnings at this moment.

Uncalculatable!

Unbeatable!

The white-clad young man seemed to notice his gaze and smiled slightly toward them.

That smile was like a spring breeze, making people feel a sense of goodwill.

But in Wang Duojin's eyes, he was more dangerous than any Vicious Beast.

The young man walked unhurriedly to the center of the basin and stopped.

He glanced at Ye Chenfeng and the others, eventually locking his gaze on Zhao Wuyou.

"Archaic Dragon God Bloodline, not bad."

He gently fanned himself, his voice gentle, as if he were critiquing a piece of art.

"Unfortunately, a bright pearl covered in dust, falling into the hands of the common folk, will ultimately fail to become anything great."

Zhao Wuyou's golden pupils shrank suddenly.

A violent dragon prestige erupted, heading straight for the white-clad young man!

"Presumptuous!"

However, that dragon prestige, which was enough to make Void Refining experts tremble with fear, vanished silently like a clay ox entering the sea when it got within three feet of the young man.

The smile on the young man's face remained gentle.

"See, what did I tell you?"

"Possessing only brute force but not knowing how to use it. It's like a three-year-old child holding a divine weapon but only knowing how to wave it around blindly."

He closed his folding fan and pointed gently at Zhao Wuyou.

"Let me teach you what true 'momentum' is."

"Law-Following Speech: Dragon Ban."

As the words fell.

Zhao Wuyou was horrified to find that the surging Archaic Dragon God Bloodline within him was actually suppressed by an invisible mountain at this moment, becoming incredibly sluggish!

His connection with heaven and earth was forcibly severed!

"You!"

Zhao Wuyou's face turned red. This was a frustration he had never experienced since Awakening his Bloodline!

Ye Chenfeng's right hand was already on his sword hilt.

Ye Wushang's figure had begun to turn illusory, ready to merge into the shadows at any moment.

The white-clad young man, however, seemed not to see any of this.

He performed an elegant salute toward Ye Chenfeng and the others.

"I am Wen Chici, the Saint of the Tianyan Holy Land."

"I am just passing through today. Seeing something I like, I wished to spar a bit with this Fellow Daoist; I mean no malice."

He paused, then changed the subject.

"However, I see that you all have extraordinary Luck, yet you are entangled with demonic entities. I fear a calamity is imminent."

"My Tianyan Holy Land has always taken the responsibility of supporting the world. If you are willing, I can point out a clear path for you."

Wang Duojin sneered.

"Point out a clear path? I think you want to turn us all into your chess pieces!"

Wen Chici looked at Wang Duojin, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Oh? This Fellow Daoist sees through things quite clearly."

"Unfortunately, even if you see through it, what can you do?"

"In this game of chess called the 'Heavenly Dao,' you have been my chess pieces from the very beginning."

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Arrogant!

Extremely arrogant!

He actually viewed all the prodigies in this Secret Realm, including those from the Myriad Dao Divine Sect, as his own possessions!

" Take action！"

Ye Chenfeng no longer hesitated.

With a low shout, the hundred-plus Myriad Dao Divine Sect Disciples behind him instantly formed a sword formation!

Killing Intent soared into the sky!

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PS: Wen Chici was provided by user "Nine and Nine." The request was for a villain, and directly putting pressure on the protagonist group is villainous enough. The Disciples of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect have had it too easy; they need to know there's always someone better so they can set aside their pride and Cultivate hard.

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