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Zhao Yang felt calm inside. Aside from being disgusted by the Divine Serpent Saint Child's unsanitary act of devouring a human heart, he found everything else rather unremarkable.
"I wonder if this Divine Serpent Saint Child is a Demon Cultivator or some other kind of evil practitioner. If all Demon Cultivators are this disgusting, should I consider exterminating demons in the future? It's just too revolting. But Xiao Wu is quite hygienic too; what category does he belong to if he can transform into a golden dragon?" Zhao Yang pondered to himself.
If others knew his thoughts, they would surely think he was crazy. While they debated issues of righteousness and evil, he was here worrying about who was hygienic.
Seeing his dazed expression, a few people shook their heads in secret.
"Boss, that kid looks like a fool. Maybe we shouldn't recruit him. The fighting in the Haotian Secret Realm is so intense; bringing him along might just drag us all down!" one said.
"But his cultivation level is unpredictable and hard to gauge. I think he's not simple," replied the young man referred to as the boss, staring at Zhao Yang from a distance.
"Not simple? So what? He has offended the Divine Serpent Saint Child. If that lunatic comes after him, we'll get caught in the crossfire. Even if we manage to surround and kill the Divine Serpent Saint Child, we might lose several of our own!"
"Well... sigh, fine then."
Many who initially wanted to recruit Zhao Yang dispersed. He looked around for someone to talk to, but everyone avoided him as if he were a ghost.
Feeling frustrated, Zhao Yang glanced at himself adorned with jewels and the seven or eight sparkling gemstone rings on his fingers, thinking, "Is it because I'm too handsome and too much of a tycoon that others are embarrassed to approach me?"
Lost in self-admiration, he was suddenly approached by a girl who shook his hand adorned with rings and said, "Tycoon, will you be my boyfriend?"
Innocently shaking his head, he replied, "I don't think we're suited for each other; how about we just be friends?"
Then a group of beautiful women rushed over to him saying, "Tycoon, let's be friends!"
Zhao Yang was so taken aback that he nearly drooled.
Unaware of the disappointed expressions on the faces of the girls around him, one flamboyantly dressed stunning woman remarked, "This little man is really good-looking and well-dressed, but why is he such an idiot? What a pity."
"Oh come on, Senior Sister, don't waste your time on an idiot," another woman with a beauty mark on her face said while twisting her slim waist and glancing at Zhao Yang.
Snapping out of his daydream with a joyful grin, Zhao Yang overheard the two enchanting women discussing him. Childishly pouting his lips to express his discontent, he shouted at them, "Woof!~"
Everyone else: "……"
"Turns out he's really an idiot! No wonder he doesn't even fear the Divine Serpent Saint Child," someone muttered.
"You're right, what could an idiot possibly be afraid of?" another person chimed in.
"Whose child is this? They can't even keep an eye on their own kid, and he’s flaunting all that jewelry. Wait, he has jewelry on him, and his arms are bulging. Could it be that he actually has something valuable?" Someone exclaimed as if they had discovered a new continent.
"There are too many people around; it wouldn't look good for us to act openly. Once we get inside, we can..." The speaker made a snapping gesture while looking at Zhao Yang.
The others nodded in agreement. Zhao Yang remained oblivious, shyly smiling at them, revealing a set of pearly white teeth, laughing carefree.
Disciples from numerous major sects had already entered the Haotian Secret Realm. Zhao Yang initially didn't want to use the identity token he had obtained to enter the Haotian Secret Realm. However, he noticed many powerful figures were present. Not to mention the renowned masters who were several realms above him, guarding the entrance to the Haotian Secret Realm were also Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators like him. Among them were several with overwhelming vitality and astonishing cultivation fluctuations; most were late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, with only a few being early-stage cultivators. Even so, they inadvertently exuded an incredibly powerful aura.
Although Zhao Yang did not possess Fiery Eyes and Golden Vision, his Divine Sense was sharp, and his spiritual perception was remarkable. He could easily discern the depth of those with abundant vitality at a glance. Thus, he decided to keep a low profile. Even if he ultimately entered the Haotian Secret Realm without the opportunity to pick Spiritual Fruits or Little Sacred Fruits from the periphery, he wasn't worried; after all, there was still the option to snatch them later. When the time came, he could just sit by the entrance and collect protection fees and tolls from everyone passing by.
"Look, that idiot is laughing again."
Zhao Yang: "..."
"What are you grinning about? Show us your identity token!" The guard at the Haotian Secret Realm shouted, startling Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang pulled out his identity token from his waist and handed it to the guard, showing a hint of displeasure on his face. The guard's voice had been loud enough to almost spit on him; if that had happened, he might have lost control of his emotions and ended up tearing that guard's mouth apart.
"You seem quite unconvinced. What's your name?!" The guard shouted again.
Zhao Yang frowned slightly and waved his hand near his nose before replying, "Did you eat garlic for breakfast? Chewing gum after meals is good for your teeth and helps freshen your breath."
"Are you looking for death?" The guard exploded in anger, unleashing an immense wave of heat from his body. He was also a disciple of a major sect and a late-stage Foundation Establishment disciple sent on a mission by his sect. This made him feel disgruntled; after hastily eating two Spiritual Garlics during breakfast before rushing here for duty, it irked him that so many people could enter while he could not.
"Yes." Zhao Yang showed no fear in the face of the guard's furious glare and became even more audacious. "Come at me!"
The guard was furious and immediately struck out. However, as soon as he did, an elder intervened with a palm strike that sent him staggering back. The elder said sternly, "You were sent here to carry out a mission, not to compete with others in attitude. Get back!"
The guard trembled with rage, pointing at Zhao Yang as he said, "You wait here!" After saying that, he glanced at some individuals who had already entered through the gates of the Haotian Secret Realm. His eyes turned sharp as he made a snapping gesture with his hand.
The people inside the Haotian Secret Realm nodded in agreement with wicked smiles on their faces as they looked at Zhao Yang. Zhao Yang responded with a smile of his own and casually nodded back, leaving onlookers utterly baffled. Did he really not realize they were planning to kill him?
"Whose child is this? They probably came out this morning without taking their medicine," murmured a senior cultivator, worried that a young heir from a prominent family had gotten lost. The child's clothing was quite valuable, made of Lustrous Attire, and his fingers were adorned with seven or eight dazzling, plump gemstone rings.
"Little friend, what is your name?" the elder asked patiently, demonstrating the Cultivation Sect's respect for the young and their willingness to engage.
"My name is Zhao Yang," Zhao Yang replied honestly, his face showing a hint of shyness, appearing quite earnest.
"Reporting to the elder, he is not called Zhao Yang; his name is Meng Huai'an. If you don't believe me, take a look." The guard handed Zhao Yang's identity token to the elder.
After examining the token, the elder did not get angry but looked somewhat surprised. It was rare for someone to dare to lie in broad daylight in front of all the major sects. He then asked in a deep voice, "What is your real name? Are you perhaps a demon cultivator who has mixed in?"
As he spoke, the elder's pupils flickered as he scrutinized Zhao Yang. However, he found nothing unusual; instead, Zhao Yang's Lustrous Attire shone brilliantly, appearing sacred and solemn.
"I am Zhao Yang," Zhao Yang said with an idiotic expression on his face.
"Brother, there's no need to talk to him anymore. I think he's most likely an idiot; letting him in would be a dead end. Just send him away. No, having such an idiot in the world is a burden. That Lustrous Attire doesn't suit him at all. Let him take it off; I think my grandson would look better in it," another elder shamelessly remarked.
"Come on now, your grandson wouldn't look good in anything," another elder retorted disdainfully.
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