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"My friend was a close friend of mine. He owed me a huge favor years ago, which was equivalent to saving my life. I originally wanted to resolve this crisis with my own abilities and retain this favor, but the Northern Desert Empire is too arrogant. I swear I will not rest until I have destroyed those old men!"
Ding Ruohai's thinking was simple, and the people below understood it too. Since they were going to use personal connections anyway, why not maximize the benefits?
Just as everyone was about to discuss how to proceed, a loud laugh outside interrupted them, the sound waves even cracking the ground.
"Hahahaha! You started discussing things before even waiting for us. Do you not take Youquan seriously?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crimson cloud surged into the underground platform, and a flash of red light transformed into a middle-aged strong man with a naked upper body—none other than Youquan.
Immediately afterward, a purple light flashed outside, and another figure appeared beside the dark spring. This person was dressed in purple and white robes, with black and white hair, and a distinct face. It was none other than the Demon Master Pang Ban.
The moment the two appeared, everyone present changed color.
They all knew that these two had risen to prominence in a very short time, and that each of them possessed profound cultivation and was not to be trifled with.
Especially Youquan, who was completely unafraid of all kinds of demonic methods and was almost immortal, wiped out the Blood God Cult as soon as he was born, took its place, and renamed it the Blood Demon Cult.
He then forcefully destroyed the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, and even Chen An, who was at the Heavenly Realm, died at his hands. It is conceivable how dangerous this person is.
Pang Ban and his group were also inexplicably wary, because the Heavenly Fiend Sect, one of the ten major sects of the demonic path, was destroyed by this person.
The Heavenly Fiend Sect cultivates by absorbing the Yin and Yang energies of heaven and earth, making them extremely powerful in combat. One person can fight against three people of the same realm and still win, earning them the reputation of being invincible among those of the same realm.
The Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Fiend Sect was a figure at the Heavenly One Realm. He could curse them whenever he wanted, and they were somewhat afraid of his strength. Yet, this fierce man was crushed by Pang Ban, who was five minor realms lower in cultivation, and suffered a tragic fate. One can imagine how strong Pang Ban's combat power was.
Ding Ruohai's lips twitched when he saw the two of them. Although his true cultivation level was already at the limit of the Heavenly One realm and his domain was self-contained, he still couldn't help but feel intimidated by the two of them. He was somewhat confident in a one-on-one fight, but if the two of them joined forces, he was afraid he would be no match for them.
"What, are you not welcoming us?"
Youquan's normally honest face now showed a mocking expression.
Is this Ding Ruohai's territory or something else? He forced a smile and said, "I am deeply honored that Sect Master Youquan and Palace Master Pang Ban have come in person. Please have a seat."
Youquan and his companion paid no attention to the averted gazes of the crowd and walked straight to Jiang Lan, who was sitting in front of them.
"Get lost."
Youquan's words, spoken softly, carried an undeniable meaning.
Jiang Lan clenched her hands, seemingly about to strike at any moment, but her heart told her not to act impulsively. You Quan wanted to kill her as easily as crushing a chicken.
Jiang Lan stood up, trembling all over, and silently walked behind Ding Ruohai, casually finding a place to sit down and meditate.
However, her slightly trembling hands showed that she was suppressing her anger.
If she could still control her emotions when Mu Ying teased her before, You Quan's behavior of not treating her like a human being in public made her wish she could faint right now.
After sitting down, Youquan crossed his legs and said leisurely, "You're quite tolerant, aren't you? I bet your old flame would love to come up and fight me if she knew."
"Oh, right, now that you've changed lovers, it won't be me who's going to fight Chen An to the death; he'll probably kill you first."
Ding Ruohai's face was gloomy. Youquan was clearly disrespecting Jiang Lan by mocking her on his own turf.
And what does it mean to have changed lovers? Does it mean that Ding Ruohai would be interested in this old woman?
Pang Ban watched You Quan forcefully take someone else's seat, somewhat speechless. Although he also cared about his reputation, he was too shrewd to kick someone out just for a chair.
He's the kind of person who would kill someone if he wanted them dead; he wouldn't do anything to humiliate them.
But having already come this far, it would be embarrassing to go back. So, he naturally had to learn from Youquan's style. His eyes darted to the first seat on his left, where Mu Ying was sitting.
He had no patience for this group of demonic cultivators; he was going to die sooner or later anyway, so why not just die now?
Just as he was about to take action, Mu Ying stood up and said with a smile, "Brother Pang, you are handsome and refined. It is obvious that you are a person who will do great things. Please take a seat."
Pang Ban thought to himself that Mu Ying was quite vigilant. This guy must have sensed that he was about to make a move and offered his seat first. No wonder he was a guy who cultivated exclusively with women; his mind was as delicate as a woman's.
"What should I do? If I sit down, where will Brother Mu sit? Won't people think I, Pang Ban, am impolite?"
“Brother Pang, there’s no need for such formalities. To be honest, I felt an instant connection with you the moment I saw you. I had long heard of your deeds. Eight hundred years ago, the Heavenly Fiend Sect had a blood feud with me for killing my master. Unfortunately, my Xuan Yin Sect was too weak to avenge this grudge. When I heard that you had killed the Heavenly Fiend Sect’s patriarch, I was overjoyed and longed to see you. Now that my wish has finally come true, please forgive me for bowing.”
After saying that, he ignored everyone's surprise and actually knelt down, which made Pang Ban admire Mu Ying's shamelessness.
What others don't know is that Mu Ying cultivates a secret technique that allows him to use extreme Yin energy to disrupt Yin and Yang, revealing a hint of impending danger.
He escaped many misfortunes thanks to this technique, so he had great faith in it.
"In that case, thank you very much, Brother Mu."
"Brother Pang is truly my benefactor, please don't mention such a small matter!" Mu Ying said, then turned and sat down at the lowest seat.
Ding Ruohai didn't care about Pang Ban and Mu Ying at all; he was hoping they would fight so he could join forces with others to take them down.
But things didn't go as planned. Mu Ying actually chickened out. The dignified Supreme Elder of the Xuan Yin Sect actually stood up and offered his seat. Did he not care about his reputation if word got out?
"Old Demon Youquan, did you and Sect Master Pang come here just to embarrass everyone?"
"Disrespect you? I'm not that bored. I heard you're going to join forces with the demonic path to attack those eight old bastards in the Northern Desert Empire. I wanted to come and see what the show was like."
"Hmph, so you're here not to help, but to sabotage us."
"Hahaha, think what you want, what can you do about it?"
"you!"
Ding Ruohai was furious. Youquan and Pang Ban had robbed his silver transport team several times before, and the two sides had long been enemies.
However, these are extraordinary times, and it is not advisable to start a war with Youquan and the other two. We should settle the score later.
"Youquan, since you're not here to help, then neither of you is qualified to know what we're discussing. We won't see you out."
"Oh, so you're already kicking people out? The dignified Sect Master of the Formless Demon Sect, so lacking in class. I'm here to advise them not to go crazy with you, or they won't even know how they died!"
"Hmph, we already have a backup plan, so you don't need to worry about it."
Youquan chuckled and turned his gaze to the people present.
"He's at his wit's end now, do you want to follow him to your deaths?"