Qiao Zhou looked puzzled, pointing at Lin Chen: You, you are Lin Chen?
Haha, you can't even recognize the person. Old man, you need a pair of glasses.
To not even recognize Brother Chen, this is getting interesting.
The people of the Shura Sect had teasing expressions and burst into laughter.
Qiao Zhou was furious, his old face flushed red. He stepped forward and roared: Lin Chen, today I will demand an explanation on behalf of the Yunhai Sect.
As he spoke, his inner energy surged around him, blowing up his white beard, ready to attack.
Lin Chen stared coldly at Qiao Zhou.
The piercing killing intent, almost tangible, locked onto Qiao Zhou.
Those eyes were cold and ruthless, utterly terrifying.
Now, Lin Chen's strength had already stepped into the Heavenly Dipper Realm.
Against these martial artists who were still stuck cultivating basic inner energy, he had absolute suppression.
A chill ran down Qiao Zhou's spine, and his whole body trembled.
Just as he took a step, he felt his legs give way.
Then, with a thud, he knelt directly on the ground.
This scene left everyone dumbfounded.
Old man, what are you doing!
The people of the Yunhai Sect all turned their faces away, too ashamed to look.
Kneel if you want, but don't say you represent the Yunhai Sect anymore! We can't afford to lose this face!
Lin Chen instantly lost all interest. He swept a cold glance over them and said indifferently: Please go back.
After saying that, he turned and left.
Leaving the Yunhai Sect with an aloof and proud back.
Qiao Zhou snapped back to reality, his beard trembling with anger: This is too much!
Just now, he was actually intimidated by Lin Chen's aura!
However, in that split second, he seemed to have foreseen his own death.
It was as if his heart had been tightly gripped!
The intense oppression made him feel as if he had just taken a trip to the gates of hell.
Let's go!
Qiao Zhou stood up and said angrily.
The people of the Yunhai Sect also felt they had lost a lot of face, and they followed Qiao Zhou dejectedly, preparing to leave.
Old man, stand firm, don't kneel down again.
Han Liang looked at his back and joked.
Qiao Zhou's old face was bright red. Gone was his previous immortal-like demeanor as he cursed: Just wait, I will lead the Yunhai Sect to wipe out your Shura Sect!
Hearing this, the Yunhai Sect members behind him all felt they couldn't lift their heads.
An unknown lackey of theirs had already finished off their sect's chief disciple.
When the main target, Lin Chen, showed up, he made you kneel before even making a move.
What do you have to fight them with!
Did you just say you want to wipe out the Shura Sect?
A lazy voice sounded.
The people of the Yunhai Sect looked over and were instantly shocked.
On the beach ahead, a handsome young man with lifeless eyes had suddenly appeared.
Terrifying lightning coiled around his body, with streaks of blue-purple electric sparks flashing a blinding light.
The members of the Yunhai Sect swallowed hard, feeling their legs trembling uncontrollably.
This aura was barely any weaker than Lin Chen's!
Qiao Zhou felt his legs going soft and was about to kneel again, so he quickly supported himself on Yude beside him and forced a smile: I, I was just joking.
Boom!
A blinding bolt of blue-purple lightning struck down from the sky!
It landed squarely on the boat they had arrived in!
Looking at the boat blasted to pieces by the lightning, the Yunhai Sect members kept as quiet as cicadas in winter, a chill running down their spines.
Is this something a human can do?
Swim back yourselves!
Bai Xiu said indifferently, then ignored them and strode back to the base.
Yesterday, he fell asleep on the beach and got submerged during high tide. He had only just woken up when the tide went out.
The martial artists of the Yunhai Sect looked at the shattered boat, glancing at each other in dismay.
How were they supposed to get back!
There was a whole strait between them!
...
Xingming Island.
Inside the recently built makeshift base.
An Yi chewed on some bread, took two sips of milk, and gave Qin Yao a thumbs up: Yao Yao, the milk you poured is really good, rich and fragrant without being too heavy!
Qin Yao smiled without the smile reaching her eyes: It has nothing to do with me, you should go praise the cow.
She only truly realized it now.
Perhaps her talent in cooking wasn't as outstanding as she had imagined.
For Qin Yao, who had been proficient in everything since childhood, this brought a certain sense of defeat.
Does that guy Long Aoyun have any weaknesses?
An Yi flipped through Long Aoyun's profile on his phone, trying to find some clues.
Qin Yao pondered: As the master of the Hall of Gods, he has another identity. He is a live-in son-in-law of the He family.
If news of Long Aoyun's identity as a live-in son-in-law were released, it would definitely be jaw-dropping news.
The dignified master of the Hall of Gods, the God of War of Great Xia, the Dragon Commander of the Empire, actually condescended to be a live-in son-in-law in the insignificant He family!
Although the matter was hidden, the Underworld currently controlled by Qin Yao was best at intelligence gathering.
Naturally, these matters concerning Long Aoyun were also dug up.
Is the He family very powerful? An Yi asked in surprise.
He really couldn't imagine how the dignified God of War of Great Xia could stoop to being a live-in son-in-law.
Qin Yao shook her head slightly: Very ordinary, and they declined a long time ago.
Then it's bizarre, what exactly is the reason. An Yi pondered.
He Tingting!
Qin Yao said seriously.
She had analyzed the intelligence. For Long Aoyun to condescend to the He family as a live-in son-in-law.
There was only this one reason!
An Yi closed his eyes, settling this information in his heart and beginning to think.
For a woman, a dignified God of War was actually willing to become a live-in son-in-law.
Then...
Just how beautiful must that woman be!!
Oh, I suddenly remembered something.
Qin Yao held a butter knife, cutting the bread and spreading peanut butter.
An Yi asked in confusion: What is it?
The Yunhai Sect might come looking for trouble with us soon.
Qin Yao took a bite of the bread and said casually.
Are they strong?
An Yi showed a bit of curiosity.
He seemingly hadn't heard of this sect and had no impression of it.
Qin Yao took a sip of milk and said: Very weak.
An Yi: ...
In terms of the power rankings in Great Xia, according to the statistics provided by the Underworld, the Yunhai Sect should be ranked ninth in Great Xia, but...
Qin Yao paused, the corners of her pretty mouth curling up slightly: They know absolutely nothing about the strength of the Shura Sect!
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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?!
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grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
