Wang Xiaopang: The Qingxuan Sect, the Sect I Once Wanted to Rob

The group left the ruins of the Glazed Sacred Land. Spiritual energy surged around Xiao Ruobai, sweeping up Fang Hanyu, Ling Xi, and Fatty Wang. They transformed into a streak of light nearly invisible to the naked eye, tearing through the air at an incredible speed.

Terrified by this frightening speed, Fatty Wang gripped Xiao Ruobai's sleeve tightly, his heart filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension.

He was finally going to meet the heaven-defying master behind his big brothers!

However, after flying for about an hour, Xiao Ruobai suddenly directed their flight path downwards, landing in a desolate, uninhabited valley and entering a cave.

Big Brother, what's wrong? Fatty Wang asked in confusion.

Xiao Ruobai's expression was grave. His divine sense carefully swept the surroundings before he said in a deep voice, We caused too much of a stir this time. There's no guarantee some blind old monster isn't spying on us from the shadows. Master dislikes trouble, so we absolutely cannot lead any tails back to the sect.

With that, he took the lead in circulating his cultivation technique. A series of faint cracking sounds came from his facial bones. His burly figure hunched slightly, and his features became ordinary, even a bit simple-minded. Even the sharp battle intent radiating from his body was completely concealed, making him look exactly like an ordinary rogue cultivator.

Fang Hanyu and Ling Xi also changed their appearances and concealed their auras almost simultaneously, becoming entirely inconspicuous.

Fatty Wang watched, dumbfounded. Only then did he understand why his big brothers could travel the outside world without gaining much notoriety. This level of caution and technique was something he could never hope to match!

He hastily followed their example, using a shape-shifting jade pendant to transform into the appearance of a chubby merchant.

After the four of them disguised themselves, they did not return directly. Instead, they took a detour to an extremely bustling giant cultivation city thousands of miles away.

Inside the city, they changed their disguises and outfits three more times in succession, going from merchants to destitute rogue cultivators, and then to disciples of a minor sect.

They blended into the bustling crowds and stayed there for a full day, during which Xiao Ruobai's divine sense remained on highest alert.

Fatty Wang's initial excitement slowly morphed into heartfelt admiration and a trace of helplessness.

These big brothers... are way too cautious!

This was simply ten times more careful than when he was running for his own life!

His imagination of that big shot he had yet to meet grew even grander and more mysterious.

Just as Xiao Ruobai felt the time was right and prepared to conduct one final anti-tracking test, a somewhat helpless yet amused thought echoed directly in his sea of consciousness:

Enough, stop changing. You're making me dizzy. The tails were cleaned up ages ago. No one is following you, return quickly.

This voice... was Senior Little Black!

Hearing this, the tense expression on Xiao Ruobai's face finally relaxed completely, even revealing a hint of embarrassment.

He awkwardly cupped his hands toward a certain spot in the void, then turned to Fatty Wang and the other two, saying, It's fine now, we can go back.

This time, the flight light made no more detours, speeding directly toward the direction of the Azure Profound Sect.

Along the way, Fatty Wang would occasionally steal a glance at Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu in front of him, as well as the incomparably aloof and terrifyingly powerful Ling Xi. His heart was churning like boiling water.

Good heavens, I'm really going to see the great wide world this time!

He screamed internally, What kind of heaven-defying figure must it be to casually annihilate the Glazed Sacred Land?

His mind had already begun frantically picturing the image of that mysterious big shot.

It must be a supreme existence residing in a nine-heavens palace, surrounded by Dao principles, whose every breath causes stars to form and shatter! Perhaps it's some reclusive old monster who has lived for countless years!

At the thought of soon meeting this unimaginably magnificent big shot, Fatty Wang grew so excited that the fat all over his body trembled slightly.

What moved him even more was that his big brothers were actually taking him straight home. This clearly meant they didn't treat him as an outsider!

With such trust from my big brothers, I, Fatty Wang... no, I, Qin Yuechen, will pledge this life to you from now on!

He swore secretly, his small eyes filled with the resolve to die for those who appreciated him, and the excitement of finding a massive backer.

Just as his emotions surged, imagining what the upcoming fairyland would look like, the speed of their flight slowed, and the scene below became clear.

We're here, Xiao Ruobai's calm voice rang out.

We're here?! Fatty Wang jolted, hastily craning his neck to look down, his face full of anticipation and curiosity.

He saw a continuous mountain range below, with fairly abundant spiritual energy, and a reasonably sized sect situated within it.

There was no sky filled with swirling immortal mist, no exotic beasts circling on guard, and no anomalies of interwoven Dao principles. The mountain gate was simple, and disciples came and went in twos and threes. Some were sweeping the floor, others were practicing swordplay. It looked no different from an ordinary sect.

The excitement and wild imagination on Fatty Wang's face froze instantly, replaced by a massive sense of bewilderment and astonishment. His eyes went round as saucers.

His imagined nine-heavens palaces, chaotic secret realms, and supreme Dao ashrams were all gone! It was just a perfectly ordinary sect!

Big Brother? Fatty Wang stiffly turned his head to look at Xiao Ruobai. Did we go to the wrong place? Does the old man really live here?

How could this completely unremarkable place be the residence of that big shot?

Looking at his surprised chubby face, Xiao Ruobai naturally understood what he was thinking. He couldn't help but smile, patting him on the shoulder. That's right, this is it. Master doesn't like to be flashy. Come with me.

The group arrived outside the mountain gate. Fatty Wang looked up and saw three large characters carved with flamboyant flourishes at the top of the gate—Azure Profound Sect.

Azure Profound Sect?

These three words were like a clap of thunder, instantly splitting open his memories! A scene he had completely forgotten suddenly smashed into his mind—

It was right outside the ruins of the Demon Heaven Sect. He had pointed at the low-profile camp of the Azure Profound Sect in the southeast corner, saying animatedly to Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu:

We can keep a close eye on them. Those guys look pretty rich. Maybe we can play the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, hehe...

The deathly silence of Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu at that time, those complex and indescribable looks in their eyes...

Buzz—

Fatty Wang only felt a rush of cold air shoot straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his skull. The fat all over his body went rigid!

Cold sweat instantly poured out like a waterfall, soaking his clothes!

I... I actually plotted to rob their sect's disciples right in front of my two big brothers?!

And behind their sect was that mysterious expert who could single-handedly annihilate the Glazed Sacred Land!

A terrifying wave of extreme retrospective fear gripped his heart, making him almost suffocate.

He was practically dancing wildly at the gates of hell back then, and almost dragged his two big brothers in with him!

No wonder Big Brother and Second Brother reacted like that. The fact that they didn't slap me to death on the spot truly makes them my dearest big brothers!!

They didn't stop me from going because they weren't interested; they were clearly saving my miserable dog life!!

At this moment, Fatty Wang's gratitude toward Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu was like a surging river. These two were truly his second parents, his dearest big brothers!

B-Big Brother?

Fatty Wang turned his head. His eyes, looking at Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu, were filled with the relief of surviving a disaster, the shame of having no place to hide, and deep gratitude. His voice even carried a hint of a sob.

Are we really, really sure we didn't go to the wrong place? Does the old man really live here?

Fatty Wang couldn't help but confirm again and again.