178: Good stuff!

Fang Qingge's vigilance remained high, but his expression showed no change. “Hehe, it’s just a false reputation. I wonder which Sect Fellow Daoist cultivates in?”

Xu Sanyan stretched his lips into a smile, “Red Dragon Mountain, Xu Sanyan.”

Fang Qingge’s smile faded as he silently gazed at him.

Yu Shimei quietly asked the woman beside her, “Which Sect is Red Dragon Mountain?”

Mo Qianqian’s clear voice replied, “So it’s a Fellow Daoist from the Chixin Lineage.”

“From the Demonic Path?” Yu Shimei was startled and took a few more steps back.

The reputation of the Tongxin Demon Sect had long been beyond redemption. It was said that Demon Sect Disciples committed all sorts of evil, from arson, murder, and robbery, to defiling women and slaughtering the innocent, which were commonplace.

Of course, not all of this was rumor.

Yu Shimei was still young and had not yet encountered Demon Sect Disciples. Her visit this time was merely to gain experience, and now, seeing someone from the Demonic Path for the first time, she inevitably lost her composure.

Mainly, the preconceived notions were too deeply ingrained.

Xu Sanyan did not mind hearing this. “Demonic Path? What is a Demon? Is it a Demon just because its Dao is different from yours?”

Fang Qingge, fearing his Junior Sister would be misled by his deceptive words, quickly interjected, “Brother Xu, your words might be a bit biased. I believe there are three thousand Great Dao in the world, and different paths are normal. But to achieve the Dao by disregarding good and evil and resorting to any means necessary, that is entering the Demonic Path.”

“That statement is greatly mistaken.”

Xu Sanyan sneered, “Immortal Ascension is inherently a journey where ten thousand people cross a single log bridge. There are countless Cultivators in the world, so can everyone achieve Immortal Ascension?”

Fang Qingge shook his head, “Naturally not. But what does that have to do with good and evil?”

“If a child carries gold in a bustling market, will someone try to snatch it?”

Fang Qingge pursed his lips, “Presumably… there will be.”

“This is the principle of the world. The strong naturally have priority in choosing. This principle, in your eyes, becomes the Demonic Path. Isn’t that laughable?”

Fang Qingge shook his head, disagreeing. “These are extreme words, not to be adopted.”

Xu Sanyan snorted. Their paths were different, and further discussion was useless. Even if they continued to argue, neither would convince the other.

They were both in the Mystic Path Realm, having long determined their own Dao, and would not change their path because of a few words from others.

Xu Sanyan turned to Mo Qianqian and smiled slightly, “I won’t disturb your leisure any further. Farewell.”

Fang Qingge’s heart trembled. He glanced at his two Junior Sisters and quickly spoke, “I heard that your Sect held a Saint Ceremony a few days ago. I wonder if Brother Xu managed to secure a position?”

Xu Sanyan flicked his sleeve and left without answering, “Hehe… We’ll meet again in the Secret Realm.”

Fang Qingge watched his retreating figure, a hint of solemnity in his eyes. “This person should not be underestimated.”

“Mm…” Mo Qianqian strongly agreed.

Fang Qingge suddenly smiled, “Does Fairy also think what I said makes sense?”

“Yes.”

Mo Qianqian nodded, “This person’s cultivation is not beneath ours, and that Demonic Path place is always rife with conflict. To stand out from it, his methods should also be strong.”

“Then how about… we join forces? Our Siyuan Sect has a total of two hundred and ten people this time, including sixty-eight in the Mystic Path Realm and one hundred in the Foundation Establishment Realm. If we combine our forces, even if the four Demonic Path Lineages unite, we won’t be afraid.”

Foundation Establishment and Mystic Path Realm Cultivators would enter the same Secret Realm, so naturally, the more Mystic Path Realm Cultivators, the greater the advantage.

Mo Qianqian lowered her gaze in thought. The four Demonic Path Lineages were originally a union of four Sects, so they had a large number of people and formidable high-end combat power.

If one were to be singled out, even the strongest Tianyi Fumo Temple would be unable to contend with the four Demonic Path Lineages.

Mo Qianqian slowly nodded, “Young Master Fang’s words make sense. We can unite, but we must agree beforehand: if any treasure is found in the Secret Realm, whoever gets it first claims it, and the other party must not contend for it. How about that?”

In her opinion, although Fang Qingge was a bit frivolous and liked to leave romantic entanglements everywhere, his heart was not bad, and he was a righteous person. Cooperating with him meant not having to worry about being stabbed in the back.

Fang Qingge was overjoyed. He understood the principle of ‘the nearer the water, the higher the moon’ better than anyone, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

“Naturally so.”

Mo Qianqian gave a polite smile, her beautiful eyes seemingly containing myriad stars, causing Fang Qingge to stare for a moment.

Yu Shimei was even more annoyed at the sight but couldn’t say anything because Fang Qingge was discussing serious matters. Although she was spoiled, she wasn’t that unreasonable.

Fang Qingge opened his folding fan and, using the movement of fanning, secretly peeked. He particularly wanted to lift Mo Qianqian’s veil and get a good look at her face.

He felt that Mo Qianqian should be more beautiful than Yu Shimei, Junior Sister Zhao, Yu Shimei’s Revered Master, Miss Ling’er, the Demoness Yiluo, the Lu family’s little princess, Luo Qingwei, and others…

All of them.

Fang Qingge stroked the folding fan in his hand, wondering when he would be able to give it away.

He had already given away more than twenty identical fans, and some people had almost forgotten what they looked like…

But, even if their appearance was forgotten, the sincerity belonging to each person would always be preserved!

…

Xu Sanyan silently recalled Fang Qingge and Mo Qianqian. These two were formidable and could become strong opponents, especially Fang Qingge, who gave him a feeling not inferior to the young monk Net Intent.

If these two joined forces, even he would only be able to retreat in defeat.

“Find out how many people the other four Sects have sent, and what Realms they are in, the more detailed the better,”

He paused slightly, then added, “Also investigate the major aristocratic families.”

“Yes.” Xiang Tan nodded and left.

Net Intent, Fang Qingge, the Luo family siblings, and Mo Qianqian—these five could not be underestimated.

Xu Sanyan looked up at the white mist outside the city, deep in thought. There were also Qi Liang and Tu Wanshan…

Qi Liang, as a Sect Master’s Disciple, and Tu Wanshan, as Venerable He Yu’s son, must have hidden abilities and needed to be guarded against.

As for Fang Xiang and Jiang Qinqin…

Xu Sanyan shook his head. Fang Xiang was nothing to fear. Affected by the Heart Demon seed, Fang Xiang didn’t even have the courage to attack him.

And Jiang Qinqin was merely so-so; she didn’t feel strong to him, even quite weak, and didn’t need much attention for now.

He hadn’t yet seen the Disciples from aristocratic families like Lu Wang from the Lu family and Wei Xunzhu from the Wei Family, so he didn’t know their strength.

As he strolled, he scanned his surroundings. Many Cultivators had set up stalls by the roadside, most of the items found in the Mist Sea. There were Yao Beast corpses, various Spirit Medicines, and even deep-sea monsters.

Before him lay the corpse of a monster resembling an octopus, over ten feet long, entirely black. Its massive head was connected to its body, with no facial features, not even a mouth, making one wonder how it ate.

Beneath its body grew countless fleshy limbs, varying in length, all lifeless and limp, piled together.

Small black-grey fleshy nodules covered the limbs, densely packed one after another, a veritable blessing for those with trypophobia.

“What is this thing? What is it used for?” Xu Sanyan asked the stall owner curiously.

The stall owner was a middle-aged Cultivator. Xu Sanyan could tell at a glance that this person was only at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Realm, not a high cultivation.

The middle-aged stall owner, seeing a customer, smiled. “Young Master, you don’t know, this beast is called the Hundred-Joint Fish. Don’t let its ugly appearance deceive you, this thing can…”

Saying this, he mysteriously leaned closer, “Enhance virility.”

“Good stuff!”

Xu Sanyan immediately gave a thumbs-up in approval.

“Hehe…”

The two exchanged a smile, everything understood without words.