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Yun Zhi Yue sighed, "I’m not saying this, but your Long and Feng clans really are getting worse with each generation. Have you considered that this is the Wujie Gate, right in front of Li Shang Di Jun's domain?"
The Emperor had stated that he would accept disciples regardless of their race. So what if I, from the Underworld, came to pay my respects? The Heavenly Emperor is of dragon blood; you may act arrogant in front of others, but within the Imperial Realm, who is truly superior?
Doubting the Emperor's words—what crime is that? As a newcomer to Wujie, I am unfamiliar with Wu Zong's rules. I humbly ask the Wu Zong Elder for guidance.
Suddenly put on the spot, Wu Zong Elder Nian You’s expression stiffened. This punishment seemed to embarrass their Emperor; if he were to punish me, wouldn’t that offend the Heavenly Emperor? He knew well that the great figures of the Hall were watching.
While Nian You was feeling awkward, Long Kuang’s dark expression indicated he wanted to speak but could only manage a single word before a fist came flying at him like a sandbag.
Wang Er Zhu, the only human among the four from Fangcun Realm, looked impatient. It was truly irritating to see them bullying a girl in turns; men should let their fists do the talking, not their mouths.
To Long Kuang, this punch seemed ordinary—he didn’t even feel any spiritual energy behind it. The dragon race has the strongest physical defenses and power; seeing someone dare to throw a punch at him using mere physical strength filled Long Kuang’s eyes with mockery as he retaliated.
Bang! When their fists collided, Long Kuang’s expression changed dramatically. How could this be? A mere human!
In that instant when their fists met, a shockwave burst forth, nearly knocking Yun Zhi Yue off her feet. Quick on her feet, she grabbed Wang Er Zhu’s collar to steady herself and avoid embarrassing herself by being sent flying. At the same time, she was astonished—this Wang Er Zhu was actually cultivating his body!
After one punch, when Long Kuang withdrew his fist, he hid his slightly trembling hand behind his back in shock. "Body cultivation in the Heavenly Realm? Where did you learn that?"
"None of your business," Wang Er Zhu replied defiantly. "I’m here to pay my respects, not to listen to your nonsense. Elder Wu, can I meet Li Shang Di Jun now?"
Wu Zong Elder Nian You twitched his face: "My name is Nian You; it’s not 'Wu.' Since there are no other from Fangcun Realm here, you may enter. However, form teams before entering—no more than five people and no less than two."
Who is Li Shang Di Jun? You think you can just waltz in? Overcoming five obstacles and slaying six generals is the bare minimum. You have one incense stick's worth of time to form your teams.
Yun Zhi Yue narrowed her eyes slightly. As a Mingfu Ren, people from the Heavenly Realm would avoid her; who would want to team up with her?
Seeing Long Kuang and Feng Nie coming this way meant they were eyeing Wang Er Zhu’s strength and wanted to recruit him first.
Yun Zhi Yue quickly retreated. "Don’t come over! I won’t team up with those from the Feng Clan! You’re simply bullying me—do you want to crush me in your hands?"
It was pitiful for a girl like her to leave the Underworld alone to seek a master only to be targeted by the Heavenly Realm. In this vast Thirty-Six Days, isn’t there anyone who doesn’t fear power?
Feng Nie’s anger flared up again: "Shameless! Who wants you on our team? Big sister, what are you talking about? Aren’t there men who don’t fear power right in front of you? Don’t worry; I’m from Xia Tian and different from them. Don’t be afraid! I’ll team up with you—let’s see what they can do!"
Wang Er Zhu pounded his chest, casting a sideways glance at the other two with an expression of indignation.
Long Kuang and Feng Nie looked on as Yun Zhi Yue, unable to cry due to being called "big sister," twitched her face and pretended to wipe away tears. "Will this involve Brother Er Zhu?" she asked.
"Hahaha, it doesn’t matter! As cultivators of physical strength, we believe in being open-hearted. If something feels off, we must address it; when we see injustice, we naturally have to fight back. We can’t just stand by and do nothing!"
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