"Why?" Du Zhong's face turned pale. He didn't want to go out alone to face two old monsters at the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Transcending Stage.
"What do you mean 'why'? Of course it's because the secret realm is restricted by level. If I hadn't forcibly pulled you in, you wouldn't have been able to get in at all."
Du Zhong choked, and looked at Fang Ruotang with a complicated expression.
"Thank you."
"No need. After all, you came with me. I can't be so disloyal as to hide in here alone. Luckily, I had you with me, so we were able to get in."
Du Zhong looked at Fang Ruotang expectantly.
"So you have a solution, right?"
"...Not at the moment."
Fang Ruotang blinked and answered with an innocent look.
Du Zhong was dumbfounded. "No, I'm being morally upright with you, you can't be morally unrighteous with me! You're hiding in here, leaving me to face this alone. Don't you have a conscience? Don't you want me to continue teaching the sect's disciples?"
Fang Ruotang looked at Du Zhong strangely and asked in confusion, "What are you so nervous about? At worst, when the time comes, we'll just put you at the entrance of Tianyi Sect! The entrance is in the Trial Forest. You can just go to Tianyi Sect from there and leave using the teleportation array."
Du Zhong looked around awkwardly, appearing very busy.
He secretly apologized to Fang Ruotang in his heart for raising his voice and speaking loudly to her earlier.
He underestimated her methods.
Fang Ruotang ignored Du Zhong's thoughts and carefully observed the situation outside. She noticed that the two old monsters who were fighting to the death had stopped fighting and were trying to find the entrance to the secret realm.
"No way, are they crazy?! If they're going to fight, they should just kill each other, or better yet, die together so I can loot the spoils. Now they're looking for the coordinates of my secret realm. What are they trying to do?"
"...Fuck you!"
Du Zhong answered slowly.
Fang Ruotang glared at him. "Vulgar."
Du Zhong was stunned by the scolding. After a moment of confusion, he finally caught up with Fang Ruotang's train of thought and said, glaring at her, "You little brat, so improper at such a young age..."
How old is he? How could he possibly make such a lewd joke with Fang Ruotang?
His fucking her, literally.
When two old monsters who could destroy a city with a wave of their hand were fighting to the death, a junior who could evade their sight and attacks was hiding between them. Anyone would have caught this rat first and disemboweled him.
After all, when masters clash, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant. Who would dare to leave such a hidden danger lurking nearby?
[Little Mirror, who are they? Is there any way to lure them away? Can I outrun their attacks if I go out?]
[You won't die even with the Xuanwu Divine Shield, but you can't run away either; they'll catch you. After all, you're just a tiny bit too far behind them.]
Thank you!
With so many dots, do you think she really can't tell the difference is huge?
[Then let's start by investigating their identities. Who are they, and how can we get rid of them?]
The one in white robes is Ancestor Yan Yun, the founder of the Cloud Sword Sect. Now, with his lifespan nearing its end and unable to break through, he has decided to take his enemies down with him, determined to avenge his grudge before he dies.
[That's a good idea, but couldn't they find a less crowded place to fight? Isn't this just asking for trouble? This Cloud Sword Sect... I feel like I've heard of it somewhere before.]
【Master Yaoguang.】
【oh……】
Fang Ruotang suddenly realized.
No wonder the name of this sect sounded so familiar; now I know.
[A sect that can produce a disciple like Master Yaoguang can't be a good sect, can it? Should I take this opportunity to annex them? Little Mirror, quickly think of a foolproof plan for me.]
"Sir, thank you for trusting me so much."
Of course, we're all in this together.
Little Mirror: ...
Is it possible that he was being sarcastic or mocking?
[Another old monster dressed in white robes...]
Fang Ruotang abruptly interrupted.
Wait a minute, I just noticed they're both wearing white robes. How am I supposed to tell them apart like this?
Alright! The one holding a sword, its blade glowing red and flaming, is Ancestor Yan Yun. He's skilled at manipulating flames and can integrate them into his swordsmanship.
Standing opposite him was Patriarch Murong of Qinyin Valley. Murong was one of the eight great families, and their zither music could both soothe the soul and kill without a trace. They were the most mysterious family of musicians on the Cloud Deep Continent.
Fang Ruotang interrupted Xiao Jingzi's words again with a strange expression.
So...neither of them went all out, and neither of them used their killer moves?
I can't explain it clearly, you see!
The little mirror took out the recording stone directly.
Fang Ruotang invited Du Zhong to take a look together, as it would be good to have more people to offer suggestions.
The recording stone played very quickly, from beginning to end in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Fang Ruotang's lips twitched, and she questioned, "You call this a mortal enemy?"
"So, is our Tianyi Sect just a link in their love-hate relationship?"
When Yan Yun and Murong were still nobodies, they met when they were still insignificant. They traveled together, experienced life and death time and time again, and built a deep brotherhood.
Later, Ancestor Yan Yun fell in love with a female cultivator and wanted to become her Daoist partner, but Ancestor Murong interfered and stole his beloved away.
Ancestor Yan Yun and Ancestor Murong broke off relations and fought a fierce battle, resulting in both of them being severely injured. After leaving alone, Ancestor Yan Yun founded the Yun Jian Sect.
Ancestor Murong returned to the Murong family, but he did not actually marry the female cultivator. The female cultivator eventually married another male cultivator from the Murong family, but the story spread and eventually became that Ancestor Murong had abandoned the female cultivator after taking advantage of her.
Then Ancestor Yan Yun came to fight Ancestor Murong again. The two of them would have an earth-shattering battle every few decades or one or two hundred years.
"hehe……"
Fang Ruotang was so angry she laughed.
Two mortal enemies, each wanting to kill the other, have fought for a thousand or two years without ever using their ultimate move.
What? You're just kidding!
"That pair of scumbags! I'm outraged!"
After Fang Ruotang learned the whole story, she instantly understood why these two people could stop fighting so easily; it turned out she was the clown.
She, with the Xuanwu Divine Shield on her back, pulled Du Zhong out of the secret realm.
"Alright, stop looking. We're already out. I am Fang Ruotang, the sect master of Tianyi Sect. You're fighting within my sect's territory. Do you think you're disrespecting Tianyi Sect?"
"Tianyi Sect?" Ancestor Yan Yun subconsciously looked at Ancestor Murong beside him. "When did this little sect suddenly appear?"
Ancestor Murong shrugged, clearly having never heard of it either.
"Heh..." Fang Ruotang laughed in anger, and said irritably, "Me! Fang Ruotang, I dare not use my name, and I will not change my surname! I killed Yao Guang Zhenren of your Yunjian Sect, now! Have you heard of me?"
Ancestor Yan Yun was slightly taken aback, but still shook his head.
He said slowly, "So Yaoguang is dead. You killed him?"
"Hmm! Now you remember me?" Fang Ruotang raised her chin.
I want to become famous all over the world.
I'm not afraid of being infamous, I'm afraid of being unknown.
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