Bai Cang's original idea was to leave behind a "legendary tale".
For example, the saying "I have a sword that can be exchanged for ten thousand bushels of pearls" sounds incredibly sophisticated and is easy to spread as a legendary tale of a great person.
Or, with a single sword strike, he could subdue that young, wealthy, and easily fooled Yuan dynasty man (crossed out), making him cry, shout, and kneel, begging to become his disciple.
Bai Cang, displaying the demeanor of a highly accomplished master, left with nothing but his refined taste and formidable reputation.
Are not all truly accomplished people like this, appearing and disappearing like dragons, doing as they please and playing around in the world?
At the very least, they could take the opportunity to make contact with the immortals of the outer seas, learn more about the inner workings of Zhentian Pass, and make a few more "friends".
After all, he, "Da Dao Jun," never fights a battle unprepared.
Otherwise, why would he need to stay in the open sea?
Wouldn't it be better to just drive straight in and storm the ocean?
But after Zhang He's meddling, Bai Cang felt that the style of the painting was about to veer off in a completely different direction.
I'm not targeting anyone in particular, but I mean everyone here is trash?
The problem is, I don't want to be a "villain" anymore!
Back in the Central Plains, his reputation as "Bai Dao Da Jun" wasn't very good, and he wasn't well-liked.
You can't keep offending more people and addressing fewer people even when you're in a new environment, can you?
In this environment of working together to fight against external evils, don't say anything that's detrimental to unity, and get lost.
"It must be because he stayed in the Demonic Sect for too long and picked up these arrogant and domineering bad habits."
Bai Cang thought to himself, without a trace of green trees in his heart.
Anyway, if my son does something bad, it must be because someone else led him astray.
Completely disregarding Zhang He's true nature, he was a ruthless and heartless outlaw who killed without batting an eye.
They disregarded their reputation, character, and demeanor, and how arrogant and domineering they truly were.
Under his influence, even a naturally kind "good boy" would probably pick up some fierceness and wickedness.
However, Zhang He also had something to say: I, the dignified ancestor of gods and demons, am only fit to be the mount of a "lowly beast" by your side.
Could these lowly cultivators at the Cricket Realm possibly be the main characters in the master's "story"?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Even if you're the villainous protagonist, you're just a clown at best.
Therefore, Zhang He did not feel that there was anything wrong with his "Chinese-to-Chinese translation".
He even felt that he was too innocent and could not fully understand the "master's" thoughts, and that his words were too "gentle".
It didn't show the arrogant and domineering attitude that the "master" was known for at all.
"I must be more careful next time, lest I end up like Taiyi and Tianmo."
Thinking of this, Zhang He couldn't help but silently reflect on himself.
In Zhang He's view, the exile of the two children, Tianmo and Taiyi, was entirely their own fault; they couldn't understand the master's thoughts and did their work too carelessly.
The master ordered you to exterminate the entire family of Qianyuan Mountain. Is it really enough for you to just kill everyone?
Why should they die so easily?
Why not tear them to pieces and grind their bones to dust?
Where is the soul? Why wasn't it taken out to light the sky lantern?
If we don't use ruthless methods, how can we intimidate everyone?
Zhang He was unaware that Bai Cang had already "reformed himself".
It's obvious that there was a slight miscalculation in trying to figure out his thoughts.
At this moment, Wei Shaojin also flew into a rage upon hearing this.
Before Zhang He could even throw his sword, he had already unleashed hundreds of Bingding Divine Thunderbolts.
This is his family's secret technique, which can draw upon the light of the stars and refine it into Yin Fire and Yang Thunder. When they merge, they can transform into the intertwined Yin and Yang divine thunder of Bing and Ding.
The thunderclap was like a bolt from the blue, or like a sky full of stars, incredibly fast, and it hurtled towards Zhanghe from the sky.
In an instant, hundreds of streaks of light surged forth, like comets shimmering with light, creating an extremely magnificent spectacle.
However, even in the instant he made his move, Wei Shaojin did not abandon the fighting principle of "attacking without forgetting to defend".
Dang Kong then summoned his natal magic treasures: twelve Taixiao Golden Pearls, which formed a glittering golden canopy, completely protecting him.
"Boom!"
Just then, Zhang He threw his sword.
It only flickered in the air for a moment, then resembled a large white-scaled serpent, spiraling upwards into the sky.
As the sword whistled, the sky turned white.
Whether it's the divine thunder of Bingding or the brilliant golden canopy, they are all rendered useless in the face of the all-pervasive pure white sword light.
Wei Shaojin felt a chill on his head, and his long black hair fell down.
Then he felt a chill in his groin, and all the hair on his body, as well as the colorful gold-embroidered Taoist robe he was wearing, turned into countless fragments that fell down.
All that's left is a bare "hardened egg," standing in the air, swaying in the wind.
Wei Shaojin didn't even have time to feel ashamed or angry; his mind was filled with only one thought: "What a fast sword!"
The next thought was: Could there really be such exquisite swordsmanship in the world?
If a powerful expert of the Primordial Spirit realm were to bully the weak, Wei Shaojin would absolutely not accept it.
However, that sword light clearly only possessed the power of someone who had just entered the Golden Core stage, which was exactly equivalent to his cultivation level, without the slightest deviation.
However, he didn't even have time to use his "Thunder and Fire Sword Transformation" technique before he was defeated by a single sword strike.
When the opponent shattered his protective golden canopy, it didn't even damage the "Taixiao Yuanzhu".
The sword light grazed his skin, shaving off his hair and tearing his robes in an instant, but leaving not a trace of blood.
With such exquisite swordsmanship, how could Wei Shaojin dare to disagree?
How could one not be shocked, awed, or even terrified by it?
"You wicked scoundrel!"
"Brother Wei, we've come to help you!"
"How dare you provoke the Eighteen Swords of Tianyuan?"
Meanwhile, Wei Shaojin's friends were unaware that their leader had already been thoroughly defeated and convinced of his superiority.
They immediately let out a long roar, excitedly unleashing streaks of sword light that intertwined in the air to form a complex and intricate formation, enveloping Zhang He.
They truly deserve to be considered outstanding figures among the younger generation of the Outer Sea Immortal Clan.
Although they didn't know Zhang He's background or his cultivation level.
However, when they made their moves, they all exuded an air of solemnity.
Whether it's the unity of body and sword, or the activation of treasures, both are equally adept at offense and defense, seemingly without any flaws.
But where would they put up with their bad habits?
He simply gathered all his demonic energy and struck out with a palm, and a golden hand descended like a blot out the sky.
"The Ancestor of Gods and Demons? No..."
Upon seeing this, Wei Shaojin was terrified and quickly made a hand seal. A figure with a clear and stern face, wearing a tall hat and a long robe, appeared in the air.
The other boys and girls also had their own unique auras manifesting within them.
"boom!"
The next moment.
The various life-saving mechanisms hidden within these young men and women have not yet had a chance to take effect.
A massive, golden hand, obscuring the sky, slammed down from mid-air.
Seventeen clumps of minced meat were instantly created, leaving not even a human figure behind.
But Zhang He wasn't done yet. He immediately used a "soul-hooking spell" to draw out their souls, set them up as sky lanterns like fireworks, and entertain the master!
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