Bai Cang hadn't expected Xin Ershiba Niang to be so efficient, or rather, that Majia Village was so impatient.

Early the next morning, Xin Ershiba Niang came to Sanyin Temple to report that the leaders of the five towns, eight villages, and thirteen strongholds had all gathered together.

However, they refused to enter Guobei County and insisted on holding their "meeting" at Shilipo, outside the city.

Bai Cang was naturally unafraid. He immediately flicked his sleeves, and the howling wind and thunder of the dark clouds swept up Xin Ershiba Niang and flew towards Shili Slope.

Five enormous white skeletons tumbled and flew up and down in the dark clouds.

Ghostly shadows and clusters of emerald flames appeared and disappeared in the dark clouds.

This "old devil's demeanor" is truly awe-inspiring.

However, when Bai Cang "arrived" at Shili Slope and saw the leaders of the five towns, eight villages, and thirteen settlements, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Xin Ershiba Niang with a hint of speechlessness.

They thought they could make a strong first impression, but it turned out like throwing a flirtatious glance at a blind man—it was all for nothing!

Looking at these rotten garlic cloves, Bai Cang could only describe his feelings in two words: speechless!

To be fair, there were quite a few cultivators present.

The leaders of the five towns, eight townships, and thirteen villages, plus their most capable "elite" men, totaled forty or fifty people.

However, most of these cultivators only had a few apertures of cultivation, and some were even just small fry who had only opened one aperture. The leaders themselves only had a dozen or so apertures of cultivation.

Not only is his cultivation shallow, but his Qi is also chaotic. It's obvious at a glance that he doesn't have any proper lineage and is probably just a collection of fragmented Qi cultivation manuals pieced together from various sources.

Upon seeing Bai Cang's "old demonic demeanor," everyone present knelt down in a sea of ​​black, saying, "We respectfully welcome the Daoist Master and wish him peace and safety."

Bai Cang ignored him and turned to look at Xin Ershiba Niang, "The people from Majia Village haven't arrived yet?"

This Xin Ershiba Niang, after all, possessed the cultivation of seventy-eight acupoints and came from a "prestigious family".

If Bai Cangzhen really had any ideas, he wouldn't even need to lift a finger; Xin Ershiba Niang could wipe out these dozens of small fry in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

However, he wasn't too demanding: no matter how trashy it is, even a piece of toilet paper has its uses.

These small fry are not very powerful, but they are the "gentry" of the five towns, eight townships and thirteen villages of Guobei County, and they control many people.

If used properly, it can play a significant role.

"Reporting to the Immortal Master: I have already notified the people of Majia Village, and they should be arriving soon."

A hint of amusement flashed in Bai Cang's eyes: It seems that this Xin Ershiba Niang is not a simple character either.

He could tell that these small fry had probably all been subdued by Xin Ershiba Niang by now.

The people of Majiazhai are probably just pawns in her game.

As for what the other party's purpose was, Bai Cang was too lazy to care.

In any case, Xin Ershibalang's life and death are now in his hands.

With just a thought, he could make her wish she were dead.

No matter what her plans are, she will eventually be caught in his grasp.

"What a grand and lively event! How could our Majia Village be missing?"

Just then, a long howl came from afar.

A group of more than a dozen burly men arrived as fast as galloping horses.

"Jia Ma Fu? A bunch of trash!"

Bai Cang's eyes flickered, and he unleashed a powerful aura that transformed into a mountain-like pressure that swept outwards.

In just a moment, the group of people, who were moving as fast as galloping horses, came to an abrupt stop.

Then, like mowing grass, they all fell to the ground, prostrating themselves on the ground.

Only one tall, middle-aged man with a face as pale as paper stood there, his expression somber.

He was nine feet tall, dressed in a hemp robe and hemp shoes, and exuded an astonishing aura, seemingly confronting Bai Cangyao from afar.

"Useless thing!"

He shouted angrily, and the people of Majia Village scrambled to their feet. Then they looked up at Bai Cang, who stood on the cloud, and asked, "Is it the White Bone Daoist in front of us?"

"I am Ma San, the chieftain of Ma Family Village, and I greet you!"

Despite being told it was a greeting, Ma San didn't even bother with a fist and palm salute; instead, he wore a provocative expression.

Something's fishy!

Bai Cang glanced at it but didn't say anything. "It seems that the old ancestor of the Ma family really does have some resources. No wonder he dared to have such thoughts about seizing my foundation."

This was because, in his perception, Ma San's cultivation level had actually approached the level of a hundred apertures.

Although there were obvious signs of rushed training and an unstable aura, his cultivation level was genuine and there was no fakery whatsoever.

If he already possessed such strength, how could the Three Yin Practitioners have dared to launch a surprise attack on Ma Family Village, attempting to behead and annihilate them? And how could they have escaped unscathed after the Five Witches Master's misdeeds?

Without a doubt, Ma San's cultivation level improved after the Ma family patriarch returned.

Regardless of what shortcut techniques the other party used or what hidden dangers they left behind.

Just from the fact that the other party could improve Ma San's cultivation by dozens of acupoints in a short period of time, it was clear that the Ma family patriarch was no ordinary person.

The concept of the foundation of the Dao may not be entirely unfounded.

Even if it's just the lowest grade of low-level Dao Foundation, it's still a dignified Dao Foundation True Person.

"It seems that the matter of wiping out Majia Village in one fell swoop still requires the General Manager to take charge!"

Bai Cang thought to himself, but his outward attitude became even more forceful, "Ma Family Village, why are you so late?"

Ma San's anger flashed, "We received the notification and rushed here without stopping. We even used several Jiama talismans, it was clearly..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Cang interrupted him sharply, saying, "Jia Ma Talisman? What kind of trash is that? How dare you even mention it in public?"

“We cultivators should be able to fly and teleport, but you used the Armored Horse Talisman. No wonder you were late. I think you are not qualified to participate in this alliance.”

Upon hearing this, Ma San flew into a rage, "Bai Gu, you've gone too far! My Ma Family Village is not to be trifled with. It's always been us who bully others, no one has ever dared to bully us."

"Just draw your line today, and I, Ma San, will play along to the end!"

"You think you're worthy of having this Daoist priest draw a path for you?"

Bai Cang scoffed, "Why bother with any rules when it comes to unorthodox sword fighting?"

"Come at me all at once. As long as you can survive under my sword, I'll give you a chance to be my dogs."

I'm going to take on ten!

The "Cultivation Manual" states: One must act domineeringly in front of others, defeat the arrogant and proud, and thus gain fame.

Ma San was certainly not a "prodigy," but his cultivation level, which was close to the hundred acupoints, was barely passable.

Bai Cang is just testing the waters with this disguise, so there's no need to have too high expectations.

"Very well! Then I'll have to experience your brilliance!"

Without a second's hesitation, Ma San spoke in the toughest tone, uttering the most cowardly words, "Men, set up the formation!"

Before he finished speaking, Ma Jia pulled off his hemp robe, revealing a set of golden, fish-scale heavy armor.

Each fish scale resembled a golden leaf, as if it were growing out of his skin and flesh.

The people of Majia Village also tore off their hemp robes, revealing themselves clad in scale armor, some silver and some bronze, forming a battle formation, with a fierce killing intent soaring into the sky.

"One golden-armored corpse, four silver-armored corpses, and twelve bronze-armored corpses."

Bai Cang's eyes narrowed slightly. "Although they are all hastily made defective products, or even half-finished products, the corpse refining method of Majia Village is indeed quite interesting."

Just then, Ma San, holding a pair of hexagonal and octagonal gold hammers, said in a deep voice, "The matter of the other day was indeed due to my Ma family village's lack of foresight, and we have offended you greatly."

"If we are fortunate enough to win even a single move today, I wonder what the commander will say?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Cang burst into wild laughter, "If that's the case, then I, this Daoist, will gladly hand over the foundation of the Three Yin Temple!"

Before he could finish speaking, "Master Bai" had already made his move!

[Thank you again to the "Evil Taoist Priest"! I'm deeply grateful and would appreciate a free gift.]