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212: The eternity is like a long night

Lin Ye's tone held an unprecedented gravity.

This was his promise, and also his oath.

Regardless of everything, he was a Cultivator of the Human Race! This was beyond doubt; before his Transmigration, he had been a member of the Human Race as well.

Towards creatures like the Spirit Race, there was an innate opposition and disgust.

Countless living beings died at the hands of the Spirit Race? When that day came, Lin Ye felt he would certainly not show mercy!

Just as Lin Ye was silently making this oath, he did not notice that his cloud pattern flickered slightly.

"Hahahaha! Good! I believe you!"

That veteran seemed to sense Lin Ye's determination and laughed out loud.

This laughter held a hint of gratification, a hint of loss, and also a hint of nostalgia.

Very quickly, everyone received their own rewards.

The gazes of the Righteous Qi Sect Disciples towards Lin Ye were full of fanaticism. A Saint is truly a Saint; not only did his strength awe all the Prodigies, but his eye for selection was sharp, able to pick out a land of Opportunity!

Before, when entering the Emperor Gate, they were only following their own Saint because it was an order from the Sect.

But from now on, no matter what Lin Ye chose, they would follow closely behind.

After all, the rewards they had just received were already the greatest harvest since coming to this Lingxu Battlefield!

"Alright! Everyone!"

The veteran's face carried a smile as he spoke to the crowd: "I presume those scums of the Spirit Race will not come again for a short while. Everyone, please enter the pass, because you have upheld your original intent and raised the prestige of our Human Race!"

"Therefore, for any Opportunity within the Emperor Pass this time, you all have priority, and the number of invitation letters required is halved!"

Upon hearing this, many Cultivators were stunned for a moment, then immediately cheered.

Besides the Disciples of the Righteous Qi Sect, there were people from a few other factions who had also chosen to stand on the side of the Emperor Pass Cultivators.

They could be considered to have chosen the right path!

Priority for Opportunities, and the required number of invitation letters halved?

Wouldn't the competition within this Emperor Pass be significantly reduced for them then!

After all, it takes one hundred invitation letters to exchange for an Opportunity pit, but I only need fifty, and I have priority!

Plus these armor fragments just obtained.

It was simply a massive profit!

The Cultivators inside the Emperor Pass nearly spat blood upon hearing the veteran's words!

After all that, we worked so hard, and in the end, we got nothing, and even had our chances of obtaining Opportunities directly reduced.

With so many people, everyone having their required invitation letter count halved, and having priority, how are we supposed to play?

These Cultivators harbored resentment towards the Emperor Pass soldiers, and simultaneously cursed the Spirit Race endlessly.

If only those Spirit Race had tried a little harder, wouldn't the situation have been reversed?

However, no matter how angry or regretful they were at this moment, it was useless.

The Cultivators from outside the Emperor Pass had already returned to the Emperor Pass, their faces carrying a hint of pride, almost looking down on those Cultivators who had hidden inside the Emperor Pass with their nostrils.

So satisfying! Too satisfying!

Especially that Cheng Dezhu standing beside Lin Ye.

He had heard Dao Yan say that his Master Lin was the descendant of some sinner, choosing the Immortal Sect to deal with Master Lin?

What a joke!

Cheng Dezhu walked up to Dao Yan, his nose pointed to the sky as he spoke: "So you are the one called Dao Yan? The Senior apprentice brother Dao Yan of Dao Palace? I thought you were some powerful expert with three heads and six arms. After all that, you're just a piece of trash."

"Senior Brother Xiang Tiange is the number one ranked Disciple of our Righteous Qi Sect. You were beaten by Senior Brother Xiang until you were scurrying like a rat, and with just that, you want to deal with Master Lin? Heh..."

A trace of killing intent appeared in Dao Yan's eyes, and he spoke in a cold tone: "What do you want to say?!"

"What do I want to say?"

Cheng Dezhu made an exaggerated expression: "You are not just trash, you are also blind, right? Can't you see I'm here to mock you? And you're asking me? Tsk tsk tsk... Just look at you, as the Senior apprentice brother Dao Yan of Dao Palace, and you act like this. It shows what kind of eggs your Dao Palace is full of."

"How dare you insult my Sect?!"

Dao Yan's Aura surged greatly, with a faint intent to attack.

The Disciples of Dao Palace also surrounded him, enclosing Cheng Dezhu in the middle.

Facing this scene, Cheng Dezhu first reached out to stop the Righteous Qi Sect Disciples from rushing up, and then leaned his face right in front of Dao Yan.

He spoke in a mocking tone: "Come, come, come, hit me, hit me to death! I, Cheng Dezhu, possess a body full of Upright Qi, would I fear a petty person like you?"

"I'll tell you this, if I flinch even a little! May my Academy be destroyed and its graves dug up!!!"

"Academy? Heh..."

Dao Yan sneered and continued: "Although you have the Aura of the Confucian Dao, it is so weak it is about to disappear. You are still using the Academy to swear oaths? Aren't you afraid the people from the Academy will demand an explanation from you?"

"Explanation? Bullshit!"

Cheng Dezhu shouted: "Who the hell do I need to give an explanation to when I'm out here mixing? You should go ask around, other than Master Lin, who do I, Cheng Dezhu, need to give face to?!"

"Academy? What kind of thing is that, does it deserve to make me give an explanation? And you, aren't you the Senior apprentice brother Dao Yan of Dao Palace? I just insulted you, I just insulted your Sect, what can you do about it?"

"Look at your pathetic appearance. I'm practically dancing on your face, and you still don't dare to make a move. And you call yourself an expert? Pfft!"

After speaking, Cheng Dezhu spat a mouthful of phlegm directly onto Dao Yan's Dao robe.

"You are courting death!!!"

Dao Yan gritted his teeth and roared, wishing he could first... no, kill this Cheng Dezhu in front of him, kill him again!

"I am courting death, come on, come on, hit me!"

Cheng Dezhu seemed afraid that Dao Yan wouldn't be able to hit him, almost pressing his face against the other's, even the nose hairs sticking out were about to poke Dao Yan's face.

After waiting for a long time, he still didn't see Dao Yan make a move.

Cheng Dezhu took a step back and spoke to those Dao Palace Disciples: "Do you see that? This is your Senior apprentice brother Dao Yan, acting like a coward. You might as well stop calling him Dao Yan, change his name to Dao Turtle. With this kind of character, how can he be a Senior apprentice brother."

"Look at my Master Lin, strong and domineering, protective of his fellow Disciples, treating me like a brother, like family. He is simply the beacon of my life! A bunch of trash!"

Seeing Cheng Dezhu showing off his Divine Might over there.

All the Righteous Qi Sect Disciples cheered loudly.

"Junior Brother Cheng... No! Senior Brother Cheng is awesome! A Heavenly God descended to earth, roasting five hundred people at once!"

"If Heaven had not given birth to Senior Brother Cheng, the Dao of Trash-talking would have been like a long night for eternity!"

"From now on, I will also respectfully call the Saint Senior Brother Master Lin!"

"Wouldn't that mess up the seniority!"

"It's fine, I'm willing. If my Revered Master isn't willing, I'll expel him from the Sect!"

"You're still the ruthless one!"

"..."

Facing the cheers of the crowd, Cheng Dezhu was naturally very pleased, even making a gesture, striking the pose of a victor.

Those Dao Palace Disciples were so angry their faces turned red, but they actually they didn't know how to deal with this big trash-talker in front of them. They couldn't fight, and they certainly couldn't out-talk him.

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