234: Yang Yucheng just left! Someone is causing trouble

He Zimu shouted loudly.

In front of everyone, he directly acknowledged Yang Yucheng's identity and his authority.

He also sent out a signal.

He Zimu was very welcoming of Steward Lord Yang Yucheng's arrival.

After this incident,

Behind him, the White-Robed Inner Sect Disciples looked solemn and followed suit.

"Greetings, Steward Yang!"

Although they were not clear about who this new Steward Yang Yucheng was, or what his background and origins were,

following Senior Brother He's actions, they figured there shouldn't be any problems.

Ignoring the others, Yang Yucheng held his green umbrella and walked in front of He Zimu.

"You know me?"

Yang Yucheng asked softly.

He was the only one speaking in the pavilion, so even though there were many people inside, it became extremely quiet for a moment.

Spring rain and slanted wind blew through the windows!

The green umbrella in Yang Yucheng's hand swayed slightly with the wind and rain, and even the moist air seemed refreshing!

"Of course I recognize you!"

He Zimu's tone was very serious.

He maintained his previous posture, not daring to be careless in the slightest!

"In front of the Steward Hall, your grand gesture, Steward Lord."

"Although it has only been less than half an hour, in the Steward Hall and below the Sect's Qingyun Grotto-Heaven peak, all of us Sect Disciples have already learned of your prestige, Steward Lord, and we Disciple dare not offend you in the slightest!"

Only at this moment did He Zimu explain the reason.

Behind him, the Inner Sect Disciples, hearing this, were slightly shaken and looked up at Yang Yucheng, their eyes hiding a deep sense of dread!

In front of the Steward Hall, killing someone in broad daylight.

Such an act had already broken the Sect's rules.

But the other party could still stand here completely unharmed, seemingly without having received any punishment. Regardless of the inside story or reason,

the people of Heavenly Soul Sect's Qingyun Grotto-Heaven, the Disciple, Elder, and Steward, only looked at the final outcome.

And the outcome was—Yang Yucheng won!

He also arrived before them completely unharmed.

Even the position assigned to him in the Steward Hall was the coveted Dragon Lair Treasure Land, a position many Stewards had been sharpening their knives for.

Among the many Steward positions, this was the easiest one to be promoted to White-Robed Steward.

The crisis was resolved, and he received such a uniquely advantageous position.

Adding the two together!

Yang Yucheng in front of them was indeed someone who could not be provoked under any circumstances.

Thinking of this,

and then thinking of their earlier, intentional or unintentional, attempt to give Yang Yucheng a 'show of force.'

For a moment, the Inner Sect Disciples felt a chill in their hearts, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

Life and death, the edge of life and death, was in an instant.

Almost instantly,

many people looked at He Zimu's back, and a thought flashed through their minds in unspoken understanding.

"Indeed!"

"Following Senior Brother He is definitely the right choice!"

"Your information is quite well-informed!"

Yang Yucheng smiled faintly.

He bypassed He Zimu's figure.

In front of all of them, he walked step by step to the second floor of the pavilion.

Yang Yucheng walked to the window.

This was also the highest point of the Dragon Lair Treasure Land, apart from the watchtowers guarding against enemies.

Staying here, looking out,

the entire vast Dragon Lair Treasure Land was visible.

With all the sights of the Dragon Lair Treasure Land reflected in his eyes, Yang Yucheng spoke.

"All of you, withdraw!"

"I am here. How things were before, they will remain the same now."

Yang Yucheng's indifferent words fell.

A moment later!

The Inner Sect Disciples on the first floor of the pavilion all breathed a sigh of relief.

He Zimu, who was leading them, did the same!

These Inner Sect Disciples, as the local powers here, suddenly had an outsider arrive, and one who could not be provoked under any circumstances.

What they feared most was that the other party would break the rules or directly change them.

If that happened,

the other party might be safe due to his deep background, but those who carried out his orders would truly be in great trouble!

"Yes! We will obey Steward Yang's command!"

He Zimu cupped his hands in salute again.

Seeing this, the Inner Sect Disciples behind him also cupped their fists and shouted loudly,

"We will obey Steward Yang's command!"

In just one encounter, Yang Yucheng had already successfully brought the Dragon Lair Treasure Land under his control.

Even He Zimu, who had cultivated here for many years and was the head of the Inner Sect Disciples, was no match for him!

Although Yang Yucheng's actions against He Zimu might provoke a certain degree of backlash from most Inner Sect Disciples, under Yang Yucheng's privileged background,

such backlash was simply insignificant.

Gradually, the Inner Sect Disciples left one after another.

Yang Yucheng also stayed here for a night.

The reason he came to this Dragon Lair Treasure Land was merely to go through the motions. Even if he had to do insurance business, Yang Yucheng still had to complete the tasks issued by the Sect on time.

He did not want to be caught with such a flaw or handle!

... The next day!

Yang Yucheng opened his somewhat dry eyelids, pushed off the thin silk quilt, and got up cleanly.

Before long, he had already left the Dragon Lair Treasure Land and was rapidly heading towards the prosperous city.

Within the Qingyun Grotto-Heaven, flying was not allowed.

Only those who reached the Protector Elder level could constantly travel using Soul Spirit Insects. Below the Protector Elder, even the most Advanced Purple-Robed Steward could only travel on foot.

Of course, one could also find some means of transportation, but the essence was the same!

Early in the morning, Yang Yucheng left his current place of residence.

This news quickly reached He Zimu's ears.

"Senior Brother He!"

"Are we truly to obey him? What if he is a Steward? A mere Spirit Emperor Realm cultivator, not even a Spirit Venerable, is he worthy of us bowing down to him?"

An Inner Sect Disciple in white robes had an unfriendly look and a cold expression. "As long as Senior Brother He gives the order, I have already contacted many Inner Sect Disciples!"

"If we work together, we can definitely make him die unexpectedly."

"Then go and find them!"

He Zimu narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke softly.

"Senior Brother He, you agreed?"

Hearing this, the Inner Sect Disciple's face showed wild joy.

"Go!" He Zimu spoke again.

And his words, to the Inner Sect Disciple in front of him, were no different from agreeing.

"Yes, Senior Brother He!"

The Inner Sect Disciple cupped his hands in salute, stood up again, and quickly left.

Afterward, he gathered the many Inner Sect Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers he had been lobbying recently.

After about a quarter of an hour, the Inner Sect Disciple arrived with about three to five other Inner Sect Disciple behind him.

They came to He Zimu's room.

Unbeknownst to them, they had arrived at a dangerous place, a burial ground for their group!

"Senior Brother He!" The Inner Sect Disciple spoke again.

"Is that all?"

He Zimu opened his eyes, which were somewhat clear.

"Although there are a few people, I believe that with Senior Brother's command, other Disciple will definitely join in! To achieve great things!"