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177: Chapter 177 How about... just kill this little fat guy?

Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu didn’t decline. They accepted the talismans, feeling the pure spatial energy and stable structure contained within them as soon as they touched them. Their quality was significantly higher than before.

The three said nothing more. Their figures flickered, their auras completely withdrawn, transforming into three inconspicuous streaks of light that silently headed towards the increasingly chaotic direction of the Demon Heaven Sect’s old site.

They had just returned to the vicinity of the Demon Heaven Sect’s old site.

The scene before them was even more chaotic than before they went into seclusion.

The colossal palm print chasm still lay across the land like a scar on heaven and earth, emanating a heart-palpitating pressure and Dao Rhyme.

But at this moment, the edges of the palm print, and even the outer reaches of the former Demon Heaven Sect territory, resembled a massive, bustling market combined with a battlefield.

Various streaks of light shuttled back and forth, shouts, sounds of combat, discussions on the Dao, and transaction noises all mixed together.

Countless Cultivators, like a swarm of locusts, occupied every spot that might contain Dao Rhyme or resources.

Temporary camps and crude Immortal Caves of all sizes were visible everywhere, with banners flying, belonging to different Sect forces.

The air was not only filled with residual destructive Qi and pure Spiritual Qi, but also carried a hint of blood and a tense, confrontational atmosphere.

“Good heavens… how long has it been? This place is almost a wet market!” Wang Xiaopang exclaimed.

Xiao Ruobai’s Divine Sense stirred. His powerful Heavenly Human Realm Divine Sense spread out like invisible mercury, instantly drawing in the complex information within a radius of dozens of miles.

Conflicts, negotiations, covert observations, transactions… a chaotic yet realistic panorama of life unfolded in his mind.

“Little Fatty, go gather some information and see what the current situation is,” Xiao Ruobai instructed.

In such a mixed-up place, Wang Xiaopang’s Jianghu tricks were often more effective than brute force.

“Understood! Watch Fat Master work!”

Wang Xiaopang chuckled, his figure blurring as he slipped into the crowd like a fish. Soon, he was arm-in-arm with a few seemingly well-informed Loose Cultivators, calling them brothers and occasionally letting out exaggerated laughter.

Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu found a relatively secluded broken cliff, gazing at the tumultuous area from afar, awaiting Wang Xiaopang’s news.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Wang Xiaopang returned, his chubby face wearing an expression of schadenfreude and a desire to see more excitement.

“Big Brother, Second Brother, I’ve got the intel! This place is really hopping now!”

Wang Xiaopang lowered his voice, his eyebrows dancing as he began to report:

“Firstly, the Cloud Mist Sect is in an uproar! Their Heavenly Human Realm Grand Elder, along with several Core Disciples, wasn’t… uh, they went missing because of us!

Now the Cloud Mist Sect is furious, like rabid dogs with bloodshot eyes! They’re searching for them everywhere!”

“Secondly, the Myriad Law Pavilion and the Vast Righteous Sect, these two giants, are on the verge of clashing! I heard it’s over a newly discovered Earth-Grade Spiritual Vein, and it’s a top-grade Earth-Grade one, just a step away from becoming Heaven-Grade.

It’s about fifty miles southwest of here, a secret place where the Demon Heaven Sect used to cultivate high-grade Spirit Medicine.

These two major powers refuse to back down. Each has sent five Heavenly Human Realm Elders, and they even fought a battle two days ago. The Myriad Law Pavilion lost several Cave Heaven Realm Elders, and the Vast Righteous Sect also suffered many casualties, so they’ve really gotten serious.

Both sides are desperately trying to win over smaller Sects, using threats and inducements, making a huge mess!”

“Thirdly, there are even more miscellaneous forces, like people from Cold Moon Valley, Tianyan Sect, and Burning Heaven Palace… all have sent people, all wanting a piece of this big cake.

Right now, this place is practically a powder keg ready to explode!”

Wang Xiaopang spoke with enthusiasm, his small eyes squinting, an expression of “I’ve found a fat sheep” on his face.

“I also found that people from the Azure Profound Sect have arrived! Led by several Elders, dozens of elite Disciples came.

However, they’re quite low-key, not getting involved in thescramble. They just found an easily defensible spot in the southeast corner and set up a temporary camp. It seems they’re surveying the terrain and gathering intelligence, looking like they want to make a fortune quietly…”

At this point, he deliberately lowered his voice, with a knowing, sly smile that said, “You understand.”

“We can keep a close eye on them. These guys look pretty plump. Maybe we can be the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, hehe…”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wang Xiaopang felt the surrounding air inexplicably turn cold.

He instinctively looked up, meeting Xiao Ruobai’s calm, unruffled gaze that seemed to see through people’s hearts.

He glanced at Fang Hanyu next to him; although he remained expressionless, his cold eyes were also fixed on him, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the sword hilt.

Wang Xiaopang’s smug smile instantly froze, and his chubby neck instinctively shrank. He felt a little unnerved.

“Uh… Big Brother, Second Brother?”

He was a bit puzzled, muttering softly, “What… what’s wrong? Did I say something wrong? Is there something off about this Azure Profound Sect?”

Seeing that they didn’t speak, but their gazes grew even more serene, he felt even more uneasy. He quickly tried to explain, with a touch of his own self-important analysis.

“No… Big Brother, Second Brother, don’t underestimate this Azure Profound Sect! I’m telling you, it’s a gut feeling! Fat Master’s gut feeling has always been accurate!”

The more he spoke, the more he felt he was right, and his small eyes began to glow again, trying to convince the two.

“Think about it! In this chaotic situation, a Sect that can remain so calm, not fighting or grabbing, is either truly cowardly, or… they have much greater ambitions! They’re up to no good!”

He leaned in closer, lowering his voice even further, saying mysteriously, “I think they’re the latter! They definitely want to be the old… uh, they want to be the fisherman! We’ll keep a close eye on them; it’s definitely the right move! Maybe we can pull off a big score!”

Xiao Ruobai: “…”

Fang Hanyu: “…”

The two exchanged a silent glance, a fleeting, extremely rare, and indescribably complex emotion passing through their eyes.

In their eyes, there was helplessness, a hint of exasperated “this idiot is actually my teammate,” and even a touch of absurdity at having their own Sect’s downfall plotted right in front of them.

Wang Xiaopang felt uncomfortable under their strange silence. The expectant smile on his chubby face gradually collapsed, turning into apprehension and confusion.

“No… no… Big Brother, Second Brother… why don’t you say something? My analysis… isn’t it right?”

Xiao Ruobai took a deep breath, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end, he just raised a hand and rubbed his brow with a weary gesture.

He truly didn’t know how to explain to this enthusiastic live wire, who was preparing to “scheme against his own Sect,” that the people standing before him were Disciples of the Zizhu Peak of the Azure Profound Sect.

Fang Hanyu’s fingertips stopped tapping the sword hilt. He slowly turned his head, no longer looking at Wang Xiaopang, but cast his gaze towards the direction of the Azure Profound Sect’s camp in the southeast.

The cold Sword Qi around him seemed to falter for a moment, as if choked by this absurd suggestion.

Wang Xiaopang grew even more anxious: “Oh no! Don’t disbelieve me! My gut feeling really is…”

At this moment, as Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu looked at the Xiao Pangzi who was still clinging to his idea, a thought simultaneously arose in their minds: should they just… directly get rid of this Xiao Pangzi?

Lest this live wire one day actually sneak up behind a Azure Profound Sect Disciple.

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