"Exactly how strong are the Hundred Ghosts?"
The other martial artists asked aloud.
It was their first time hearing about the origin of the Hundred Ghosts' name.
Cangqiong Daoist said slowly, "A hundred and eight in total, the Hundred Ghosts, and every single one of them is a level-five demonic beast."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was instantly shocked.
"Level-five demonic beasts! How is that possible!"
"Exactly, isn't that a bit too exaggerated?"
The crowd of martial artists turned pale.
Dealing with a level-four demonic beast already required Void Realm strength!
And facing a level-five demonic beast... it was simply unimaginable!
Not to mention there were over a hundred of these level-five demonic beasts; to them, it was utterly inconceivable.
Cangqiong Daoist sighed softly.
If the Hundred Ghosts Sect went all out, Great Xia would truly face an unprecedented crisis.
As for how he knew this, it was naturally because of Zi Xin, one of the former Four Great Demonic Halls, who had revealed it.
That's right, Zi Xin had already been screwed... ahem, persuaded to defect by him!
Master Yuanyi held the microphone and spoke solemnly, "When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact. This time, I hope everyone can unite to fight against the Hundred Ghosts Sect! I, Yuanyi, implore you all to lend a hand!"
"You speak too gravely, Master Yuanyi."
"The Hundred Ghosts Sect is already at our doorstep; we have to fight them!"
The martial artists voiced their agreement one after another.
Mainly because Master Yuanyi was right.
The Hundred Ghosts Sect was entirely made up of demonic beasts!
Those who are not of our kin are sure to have different hearts.
If Great Xia was truly conquered by demonic beasts, the human race wouldn't have a good time of it either.
"I have no objections to dealing with the Hundred Ghosts Sect. However, what if the Hundred Ghosts Sect has already manipulated those who call themselves the righteous path?"
A sarcastic, mocking voice rang out.
Instantly, it drew everyone's attention.
As for who these righteous path figures were, the martial artists present all tacitly looked toward the few people from the Law Enforcement Bureau.
Previously, when Mo Gu, a high-ranking enforcer in the imperial capital, was exposed as the leader of the Eight Great Immortals, it was like a sudden clap of thunder that shocked the entire martial arts world.
No one had expected that the Law Enforcement Bureau, which represented justice, was actually harboring a demonic member of the Hundred Ghosts Sect who had been undercover for thirty years.
After this incident was exposed, it was a massive blow to the entire Law Enforcement Bureau, greatly reducing their credibility and deterrence in the martial arts world.
That sarcastic person continued, "Heh, I just don't want someone stabbing us in the back when we're supposedly working together to face the Hundred Ghosts Sect."
At these words, the expressions of the martial artists grew cautious.
The demonic members of the Hundred Ghosts Sect looked no different from normal humans on the surface.
Moreover, over the past few centuries, the Hundred Ghosts Sect had long since infiltrated the human world.
Even the upper echelons of the Law Enforcement Bureau had been infiltrated by them.
What about ordinary sects then? Ordinary civilians?
Thinking about it carefully made one shudder.
"We hope the Law Enforcement Bureau can give everyone an explanation regarding this matter."
"Like Gourd Immortal, who had been hiding in Jiangbei City committing evil deeds; there was actually a wicked person in the Law Enforcement Bureau protecting him!"
"The Hundred Ghosts Sect's methods are astonishing; honestly, you can't entirely blame them."
For a time, opinions varied widely.
The Law Enforcement Bureau became the target of public criticism.
"Mobei, Song Family, Song Zhongshu."
Chen Bing pushed up his black-framed glasses and spoke mildly, his gaze fixed on the person who had spoken, harboring a faint sense of doubt.
Song Zhongshu had always kept a low profile, which of course had something to do with his mediocre strength. But why was he being so aggressive today?
The members of the Law Enforcement Bureau sitting upright felt like they were on pins and needles as they were discussed by the martial artists!
The Law Enforcement Bureau having a mole hidden for thirty years, using their power to harbor criminals like Gourd Immortal—this was a stain that could not be washed away!
They had to come out and give a statement.
"I..."
Yan Zhi was just about to speak.
At that moment, a tall, scruffy middle-aged man beside her reached out and interrupted her.
"Leave it to me!"
The man said with a determined look in his eyes.
"Uncle Hu..."
Yan Zhi looked at him and sighed softly.
"The matter of Mo Gu was our Law Enforcement Bureau's negligence. For this, I, Hu Quan, apologize to everyone on behalf of the Law Enforcement Bureau. I also hope everyone can take this incident as a warning."
Hu Quan faced the martial artists and bowed respectfully, a solemn expression appearing on his resolute face.
"The Hundred Ghosts Sect has already infiltrated the secular world. This is a challenge to all of Great Xia. Everyone sitting here is an elite of Great Xia's martial arts world. I still hope that we can all unite to deal with the Hundred Ghosts Sect! This is closely related to every single person present..."
The martial artists present stopped talking.
Hu Quan was the Deputy Commander of the Law Enforcement Bureau, yet he bowed and apologized in front of everyone.
And they were at most spectators and had no right to be unforgiving.
"Tch, you talk a good game."
The man who had been sarcastic from the start looked full of mockery and wanted to continue speaking.
"Alright, that's enough."
Behind her, a long-haired, muscular young man said slowly, "If you say any more, you'll blow our cover."
The sarcastic man snorted coldly. "I'm just a bit annoyed looking at these hypocritical bastards! Hu Mei'er, don't you agree?"
"Even if you're annoyed, you have to endure it!"
The woman called Hu Mei'er lowered her voice, looked at the long-haired man, and said faintly, "Ghost Bear, were you alright last night?"
The long-haired man chuckled. "I am one of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits of the Hundred Ghosts Sect! How could anything happen to me?"
"Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits? Weren't you pushed out of that rank last time?"
Hu Mei'er looked at him in confusion and asked.
Ghost Bear coughed lightly, cold sweat appearing on his forehead. "Right, I was still immersed in the days when I was a Heavenly Spirit, I forgot."
Hu Mei'er didn't pay much mind to it. She looked at the two handsome young men behind Ghost Bear, parting her red lips to ask, "What's the deal with these two? Where are the two girls who were by your side?"
"Oh, this, well... ahem, I swapped them out. Just changing my tastes occasionally."
Ghost Bear grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
Hearing this, the sarcastic man next to them instantly recoiled like a cat with its fur standing on end. His face pale as paper, he dragged his meditation cushion and hid further away.
What the hell!
They had been friends for hundreds of years, yet he had no idea he was into this sort of thing!
Hearing this, Hu Mei'er, who had initially been quite fond of the two young men behind Ghost Bear, also lost her interest.
Originally, seeing these two handsome guys—one cool and stylish, the other a sunny young pup—two completely different styles, she had entertained some thoughts of draining them dry.
Now, upon hearing they had been defiled by Ghost Bear, all those thoughts vanished instantly.
Behind Ghost Bear, the young man with the cold expression had a face brimming with murderous intent.
The other looked bewildered, clearly not having understood yet.
"Let's first discuss how to deal with An Yi."
Hu Mei'er's beautiful eyes stared intently in the direction where An Yi was sitting cross-legged as she spoke seriously.
Her true form was a Three-Tailed Demonic Fox!
What she excelled at most were disguises and illusions.
Sneaking a few people past the martial monks and into the martial arts conference was a piece of cake for her.
The man who had just spoken out against the Law Enforcement Bureau, Zhou Xi, was actually a lizard in his true form.
His disguise abilities were even more outstanding than hers. The person he was disguising himself as was none other than the head of the Mobei Song Family, Song Zhongshu.
As for the real head of the Song Family... he had already been slain by him.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
