103: Thirty-six thieves! Zhou Sheng!

Inside Biyou Village.

Qiu Rang strode forward, his hands enveloped in Qi, rushing towards Old Meng.

Old Meng, unhurried, met Qiu Rang with a direct palm strike.

Thud!

A dull thud echoed, and Old Meng, lacking sufficient force, was pushed back several steps.

Seeing this, Qiu Rang's eyes gleamed with disdain.

“Hehehe… Useless! Is that all the strength you have? And you still want to enter the village?”

Old Meng, however, revealed a triumphant smile.

“Hehehe… Who said that in a fight, the one with more strength always wins?”

No sooner had he spoken than Qiu Rang felt an anomaly in his body; it was as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and then the next second, he was placed in a steamer.

His legs immediately went soft, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

“You… what did you do to me!?”

Seeing Qiu Rang’s expression, Old Meng chuckled.

“Nothing much, just a small trick.”

Qiu Rang knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with extreme unwillingness. He had lost too much this night.

His precious Ruyi was taken by Feng Baobao, the village was set on fire, and now even a middle-aged uncle could take him down with one move.

For a moment, Qiu Rang truly felt worthless.

“Why is this happening! This whole night, it’s all been targeting me! Why am I…”

Hearing Qiu Rang’s words, Old Meng just smiled.

“Young man, you’d better just lie down obediently. The more you resist, the more severe the rejection phenomenon in your body will become.”

Qiu Rang tried to struggle to his feet, but then he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Subsequently, his sphincter was severely challenged. To preserve his last shred of dignity, Qiu Rang lay on the ground, fighting against it.

But alas, his sphincter ultimately could not hold out.

At this moment, Qiu Rang shed tears of regret.

“No!! No!! I beg you!”

The dam ultimately failed to hold back the surging Yellow River, finally collapsing.

The Yellow River, with its mud and sand, gushed out, soup and all.

Qiu Rang knew.

It’s over… It’s completely over… He truly dreamed of returning to childhood… “Hoo… This scent, it’s overwhelming.”

Old Meng fanned away the smell with a hint of disgust.

Then he walked past Qiu Rang, who was still kneeling and gushing… On the other side, after watching Zhuge Qing and Fu Rong leave Biyou Village, Wang Ye continued to clear Biyou Village.

Soon, he encountered Jin Yong, a Superior Root. Originally, Wang Ye could have easily taken him down.

However, due to a moment of carelessness, he was ambushed by one of Jin Yong's servants, almost costing him his life on the spot.

Fortunately, Wang Ye reacted quickly, only sustaining a cut on his neck.

“Alas… what a pity… such a good place.”

Hearing this, Wang Ye felt extremely shocked, because the voice sounded so familiar—it was the mysterious person who had ambushed him in Yanjing before.

“Who are you!! What exactly are you!?”

Wang Ye felt immense pressure at this moment, because now there was another person whom his Disorderly Gold Planking could not control.

This person was very strange; there were several times he could have killed him, but each time he stopped just short.

Sometimes, Wang Ye couldn't quite figure out the other party's intentions.

Just then, the mysterious person suddenly paused, then took a step back.

He looked behind Wang Ye, as if something terrifying was about to appear.

“Hmph! Kid, consider yourself lucky!”

The mysterious person retreated immediately after speaking, but then a long sword descended from the sky, piercing directly into the ground before him.

“qianming sword!?”

The mysterious person stopped, saying with a shocked expression.

“Hehehe… Old man, you’re so old, but your memory is still quite good.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome young man with long, flowing hair walked out.

“Tianshi Mansion! Lin Yuan!”

The mysterious person immediately recognized his identity, and couldn’t help but frown.

Wang Ye might not know who this person was, but Lin Yuan knew clearly.

This person was Wudang’s Zhou Sheng. According to seniority, Wang Ye should call him Junior Martial Uncle, and he was also one of the Thirty-Six Thieves of Jiashen Rebellion, the creator of Feng Hou Qi Men.

He was also the only old relic who personally experienced the Jiashen Rebellion and survived.

Lin Yuan truly hadn't expected that a person over a hundred years old would still be wearing a maid outfit… How eye-searing was that?

This old man was simply relying on the fact that no one knew his identity to be so reckless.

Zhou Sheng was the highest authority in Wudang, but his elder brother, Zhou Meng, detested him greatly.

Because back then, Zhou Sheng disregarded the Sect and arbitrarily swore brotherhood with evil cultivators, which ultimately led to a great disaster, causing Wudang Mountain to lose three pillars of support.

It was because of the Feng Hou Qi Men he brought back that year. Perhaps he wanted to repay the Sect, but it caused Zhou Meng's three Senior Brothers to become obsessed with inner visions… During the Jiashen Rebellion, the vast Wudang was supported by Zhou Meng alone, and that period of immense pressure made it difficult to breathe.

The Sect was at a critical juncture, and Wudang Mountain relied entirely on Zhou Meng to carry it.

Looking at Zhou Sheng, he, on the other hand, completely gave up.

He didn't care or inquire about anything, leaving his own younger brother to clean up the mess.

Every time Zhou Meng thought of this, he would detest Zhou Sheng even more… Zhou Sheng looked at Lin Yuan, who had a calm expression.

“Young man, you know me?”

“Hehe… Of course I do.”

“Then what all do you know?”

Zhou Sheng looked at Lin Yuan with some uncertainty. How could this young man know his identity?

Did the Old Celestial Master tell him? No, how could he? Did he have a Restriction?

Where did this kid get his information?

…Zhou Sheng was still somewhat unhappy about his identity being exposed. He had long not wanted to interfere in the Outsider World's affairs, hiding and living freely for so many years.

Now that he had been exposed, it would only bring more trouble in the future.

“Young man, I advise you, there are some things you'd best not get involved in, or else you'll regret it!”

“Hmph! What if I insist on interfering?”

Lin Yuan looked at Zhou Sheng with a calm demeanor.

“Hmph! Junior! You're quite meddlesome! If you insist on interfering, then I’ll properly deal with you on behalf of your Master!”

“Dog! You don’t deserve it! You’re nothing but a dog!”

“Still want to lecture me on behalf of my Master? Go take a piss and look at yourself!”

“Do you really think you’ve become a spirit just because you’re old? What else do you have besides being older than me?”

“You just started out earlier than me, so what are you being arrogant about?”

…Zhou Sheng looked at Lin Yuan with a cold expression.

“Young man! Don’t think that just because you defeated Wang Ai and Lü Ci, you can bark wildly in front of me! Do you think that in this world, there are no other Masters besides The Ten Elders?”

“Today, I’ll show you that there are always people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens!”