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Zhao Yang arrived at the exit of the Hundred Birds Night Market, where hundreds of cultivators had gathered. In his perception, Yuan Lie had seemingly vanished without a trace.
Long Xiao Wu and Song Baliang flew in from the back of the crowd and said, "Zhao Yang, we haven't found any sign of Yuan Lie."
Originally, Zhao Yang had planned to surround Yuan Lie, but now he had disappeared.
"Are you Zhao Yang?" A person stepped out from the crowd, pointing at Zhao Yang.
Two golden little dragons appeared in Long Xiao Wu's hands, their momentum suddenly surging as she prepared to strike at the man.
However, Zhao Yang stopped Long Xiao Wu and sighed, "These people are not controlled."
"Why stop us if they aren't controlled?" Song Baliang asked in confusion.
Zhao Yang turned to the young man who had spoken and asked, "What do you want with me?"
"What do I want?" The young man's lips curled into a playful smirk as he provocatively looked at Zhao Yang. "I've heard you're a follower of the Ginseng King. My ancestor has sent a message for you to pay a visit."
Upon hearing the young man's words, Zhao Yang remained calm, but Song Baliang was already furious. He pointed at the young man and said, "Who does your ancestor think he is? If he wants to see my junior brother, why doesn't he come himself instead of sending some insignificant pest to talk nonsense!"
"Monk, are you sure you're talking to me?" The young man glared at Song Baliang, his tone icy.
"And what if I am?" Scholar Xiu also grew angry. The way they were being cornered and pressured to have Zhao Yang visit crossed their line.
"Just a little nobody from the Divine Transformation Stage daring to speak to me like that? Seeking death!" The young man looked down on Scholar Xiu's lower cultivation level and raised his hand to slap him.
Smack!
Scholar Xiu didn't even flinch as the young man was sent flying. Nangong Wuxin yawned and said, "I thought he was some kind of extraordinary genius. With that attitude, it seemed like he wanted to take us all on by himself. Turns out I just swatted a fly and sent him flying without even trying."
"Who are you to dare lay a hand on me? Behind me stands the Hidden Door Qingcheng Sect, and my ancestor is the Azure City Wanderer from four thousand five hundred years ago. Aren't you afraid of death?" The young man spat blood, a purple handprint visible on his face.
"Afraid? Who isn't afraid of death?" Nangong Wuxin replied, a serrated light wheel appearing in his hand, its brilliance blinding. "But I seriously doubt anyone can make me die."
"Stop it, friend!" A young man with eagle-like eyes shouted to halt the confrontation. "He is a direct descendant of the Azure City Wanderer. If you kill him, it will surely provoke endless pursuit from the Azure City Wanderer. You..."
Pfft!
The Demon Hunting Soul Pursuit Technique was unleashed, relentless and unforgiving, especially against a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage like Nangong Wuxin.
"What did you just say?" Nangong Wuxin asked playfully, glancing at the Eagle-Eyed Youth without a hint of fear.
"You've caused a great disaster!" The Eagle-Eyed Youth's anger simmered beneath the surface. He was the eldest disciple of Qingcheng Sect, generally a decent person, but with his fellow Senior Brothers killed—especially one who was a direct descendant of the Azure City Wanderer—he felt compelled to hold Nangong accountable for failing to protect him.
"Hahaha! Friend Nangong, your strike was truly decisive. The Azure City Wanderer may be strong, but compared to my ancestor, he falls short. My ancestor is the master of Void Mountain Five Officials Cave and sincerely invites everyone here to come and be friends." Another young man stepped forward from the crowd, his expression smug.
"What? The master of Five Features Cave, the rumored Puppet King?" A cultivator exclaimed. The master of Five Features Cave was said to be at the late Tribulation Period stage, possessing immense cultivation and mastery over puppetry, controlling five puppets of the same stage in battle. These five puppets were known as the Five Divine Officials, which is why he named his sect after Five Features Cave—a lineage that had persisted for thousands of years until now.
"I won't go. It's still the same: if you want to see my junior brother, come yourself. You're all just worthless trash that should have died long ago, leftovers chosen by the heavens. How can you compare to my junior brother? Just look at him; not to mention his looks—he's already devastatingly handsome. His status far surpasses that of your scattered Ancestors. My junior brother is the most talented among the disciples of the Five Great Sects and ranks second in strength among all disciples of the Great Sect Xuanfo Temple. And me? I'm just that elusive elder brother." Song Baliang spoke incessantly.
"Damn, this guy is really shameless; after boasting for so long, he's still just praising himself," some cultivators whispered among themselves.
"I've seen shamelessness before, but never this level—ugh!" A cultivator felt ashamed for Song Baliang's audacity.
"Cough cough, Brother Ba Liang, take a break for a moment," Scholar Xiu hurriedly interrupted Song Baliang's self-praise to give him a chance to rest.
The young man claiming to be a disciple of Five Features Cave looked toward Zhao Yang, waiting for him to speak up.
Zhao Yang stroked his chin and said, "Actually, going isn't out of the question, but my appearance fee is quite high. At least each of my brothers needs a Dao Artifact—preferably a Supreme Dao Artifact—otherwise we're quite busy with other engagements."
"Are you joking? Five Supreme Dao Artifacts? Even if you combine everything from the Cultivation world, I doubt there are five. You're being a bit too arrogant," a cultivator exclaimed. Among them, some were genuinely inviting him, as their Ancestor was weak and they could only negotiate with Zhao Yang. If they attempted to forcibly seize the Ginseng King, they would be outmatched by some legendary figures. They just needed to trick Zhao Yang into coming over, and then they could act.
Zhao Yang chuckled lightly, "Is my arrogance too much? How could someone like you from the countryside understand matters of our upper society? You say there aren't five Supreme Dao Artifacts in the Cultivation world? Well, take a look."
As he spoke, Zhao Yang produced the Sixteen Supreme Killing Swords, which surrounded everyone blocking the entrance.
"I use these sixteen Dao Artifacts as a fence for my courtyard; they are all Supreme Dao Artifacts. Who among you dares to say that the Cultivation world doesn't have five?" Zhao Yang displayed the Sixteen Supreme Killing Swords he had taken from the Sword Saint.
"It's the Sixteen Supreme Killing Swords! You killed the Sword Saint!" A cultivator cried out in horror.
"No, no, no! The Sword Saint and I are old friends; he gave them to me as a birthday gift," Zhao Yang boasted shamelessly as Inch of Light slowly flew out from his sleeve.
"How old are you? What kind of old friend gives sixteen Supreme Dao Artifacts as a birthday gift?" another cultivator exclaimed, nearly in despair.
"That flying knife in his hand is also a Dao Artifact, and its quality is quite good; it seems even stronger than the Peerless Killing Sword," a cultivator observed greedily as he spotted Zhao Yang's Flying Knife's Glimmer.
"Zhao Yang, even if you're wealthy, we nearly a thousand people have come at our Ancestor's command to invite you. Can you refuse? Moreover, showing off so many Supreme Dao Artifacts among us, even if our Ancestors don't seek you out, there are so many Extraordinary Persons in this world. Aren't you afraid someone will try to seize them?" The speaker's intentions were clear; they numbered nearly a thousand while Zhao Yang had only five companions. With so many Supreme Dao Artifacts present, they felt compelled to act. To them, these artifacts were far more valuable than the Ginseng King, and they weren't lacking in lifespan!
Song Baliang also summoned his Supreme Dao Artifact, the Demon-Subduing Staff, from his Qi Sea, while Long Xiao Wu brought forth his Supreme Dao Artifact, the Nine Dragon Necklace.
"Let's make our move; leave no one behind," Zhao Yang said softly, his tone chilling. In an instant, everyone felt as if they had fallen into hell.
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