8: The Yunlan Sect is causing trouble? Are you here to deliver packages?

The sun set in the west, the evening glow like blood.

In front of the Hidden God Sect's dilapidated mountain gate, three sneaky shadows crept up like large rats, under the cover of night.

These were three elite scouts from the Yunlan Sect's Law Enforcement Hall, entrusted by Nalan Yanran to investigate the Hidden God Sect's background.

The leader in black was a One-eyed Dragon with a Qi Condensation Level 9 cultivation and extensive experience in the Jianghu.

Squatting in the bushes, he pushed aside the weeds and looked at the rickety wooden gate not far away; the caution in his single eye instantly turned into deep disdain.

"Big brother, this is it?"

The subordinate beside him couldn't help but complain, his voice kept very low.

"This is the Hidden God Sect that scared Elder Nalan witless? I think it's worse than a beggars' den in the city. The door panels are almost gone; who are they trying to keep out?"

The One-eyed Dragon curled his lip, his face full of contempt.

"It's no wonder Elder Nalan met his match in such an unexpected place. In a godforsaken spot like this, who would've thought a Revered Master would be hiding? That kid probably had some one-time life-saving trump card that happened to bluff the Elder."

"So what do we do?" another skinny subordinate asked. "Just charge in and kill them?"

"Kill my ass, that's too unrefined."

The One-eyed Dragon smiled sinisterly and took several black spheres from his robe.

"See all this withered grass on the mountain? This pathetic Sect is full of wooden houses; one spark and it'll burn."

"We'll set a fire and light up this rat's nest. When they run out in a panic, we'll hide in the shadows and shoot cold arrows. This is called winning without shedding blood, understand?"

The two subordinates immediately gave him thumbs up, their flattery ringing loud.

"Big brother is brilliant!"

"Big brother really is a tactical Great Master! This 'Burning the Linked Camps' move is simply genius!"

The three of them looked at each other and revealed cruel, excited smiles.

In the cultivation world, murder and arson bring riches.

Destroying such an insignificant little Sect and then going back to claim a reward from Young Miss Nalan was basically getting something for nothing.

"Let's go, keep it quiet, don't alert the people inside."

With a wave of the One-eyed Dragon's hand, the three of them suppressed their auras and hunched over, moving silently toward the mountain gate like three geckos.

One step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

They were less than a meter away from that broken door.

The One-eyed Dragon could even smell the scent of rotting wood. A cruel grin curled on his lips as he lifted his foot and stepped over the notched threshold.

However.

The moment his foot touched the ground.

*Buzz—*

A ripple invisible to the naked eye suddenly shimmered in the air.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any radiant Formation barrier.

But in the One-eyed Dragon's vision, the world changed.

The originally dilapidated mountain gate vanished.

In its place was an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with monstrous waves of gore rolling through it!

The sky was dark red, and countless shattered stars were falling.

The earth was piled high with the corpses of gods and demons, each one emitting a terrifying aura that made his Soul tremble.

And at the highest peak of that mountain of corpses...

An indescribably magnificent figure stood with his back to all living beings, standing alone against eternity.

The figure slowly turned its head.

With just one look.

The One-eyed Dragon felt as if his Soul was being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand and then crushed with force!

"AAAHHH—!!!"

A shrill, distorted scream pierced the silent night sky.

Immediately after.

"Ghost!!"

"Help! Don't eat me! I won't set the fire! Mommy, save me!!"

The three elite scouts, who had been so arrogant just a moment ago, were now acting as if they were insane.

Their hands flailed wildly in the air, like drowning people struggling for life.

The One-eyed Dragon's eyes rolled back, foam came from his mouth, and his whole body convulsed as if he were breakdancing.

*Thud! Thud! Thud!*

They lasted less than three seconds.

The three of them rolled their eyes and fell straight to the ground, completely unconscious.

The fear originating from the depths of their Souls directly crushed their Sea of Consciousness.

The mountain wind blew past.

The trio that had been full of Killing Intent just moments ago now lay neatly on the Hidden God Sect's threshold like three dead dogs.

Meanwhile.

Inside the main hall.

Li Daoxuan, who was currently guiding Xiao Chen's Cultivation, paused slightly.

He put down his teacup and raised an eyebrow.

"Revered Master, what is it?"

Xiao Chen immediately gripped the 'fruit knife' beside him, his gaze sharp. "Is it people from the Yunlan Sect coming to kill us?"

"Yes, they're here."

Li Daoxuan stood up and stretched. "However, they don't seem very sturdy."

"Let's go out and take a look."

The Revered Master and Disciple walked out of the hall and arrived at the mountain gate.

Xiao Chen stared at the three people lying on the ground, stunned.

The three were soaked through, as if they had been fished out of water (drenched in cold sweat), their faces still frozen in expressions of extreme terror, as if they had seen the most frightening thing in the world.

"Revered Master, they are..."

Xiao Chen cautiously kicked the One-eyed Dragon and found that he had no reaction at all; he had truly fainted.

"Oh, they might just be a bit unaccustomed to the local climate."

Li Daoxuan said nonchalantly.

In truth, it was an "anti-theft Formation" he had casually set up.

Although he always felt he was weak, he did possess Great Emperor-level Formation attainment. Even a simple Confusion Array made of a few broken stones contained a hint of Great Emperor pressure, which was not something these few Qi Condensation small-fries could withstand.

In Li Daoxuan's view, this was just a simple anti-theft alarm.

But in the eyes of these people, it was an Asura Hell where they faced the pressure of a Great Emperor.

"Tsk tsk, young people these days have such poor physical fitness."

Li Daoxuan shook his head, but his gaze was suddenly drawn to the bulging pouches at the trio's waists.

Those were Storage Pouches.

Judging by their quality, although they weren't Advanced, they were a huge sum for the currently 'impoverished' Hidden God Sect.

Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up, and his expert demeanor instantly vanished.

"Disciple, quick!"

"Strip all their Storage Pouches... ahem, I mean, confiscate them!"

"These are spoils of war, understand?"

Xiao Chen: "..."

Although he felt that his Revered Master's movements were distressingly practiced, Xiao Chen still obediently crouched down and began looting the bodies.

It had to be said, these scouts were quite loaded.

Besides several hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones, there were also many Medicinal Pills and Talismans, and even a few Yellow Rank High Grade Magical Artifacts.

"Revered Master, a total of five hundred Spirit Stones, three bottles of Qi Recovery Pills, and a map of the Yunlan Sect."

Xiao Chen organized the items and handed them to Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan weighed the bag of Spirit Stones in his hand, listening to the crisp clinking sound, a kind smile appearing on his face.

This Yunlan Sect is alright!

Not only did they come to his door to serve as a stepping stone for his Disciple, but they even sent people to deliver money.

What kind of spirit is this?

This is the spirit of international humanitarian aid!

"Not bad, not bad. Now our Sect's food expenses are covered."

Li Daoxuan was in a great mood. He put the Spirit Stones into the System space and then pointed at the three unlucky bastards still twitching on the ground.

"Throw them far away; don't let them dirty our mountain gate."

"And leave a note for them while you're at it."

Xiao Chen was taken aback. "Revered Master, what should I write?"

Li Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance, a playful arc curling on his lips.

"Just write: Thanks to our bro from the Yunlan Sect for the rocket... oh wait, I mean the delivery."

"Next time you come, remember to bring more Spirit Stones. This little bit of money isn't even enough to fill the gaps in my dog's teeth."

"Oh, and remember to leave a bad review. These couriers have such poor physical fitness; they keeled over before even entering the door. It really affects the user experience."

Xiao Chen: "..."

He looked at his serious-faced Revered Master, then at the three guys foaming at the mouth on the ground, and suddenly felt that the Yunlan Sect was a bit pitiful.

Of all the people to provoke...

...they just had to provoke such an unconventional, 'scheming' Revered Master.

"Yes, this Disciple will do it right away!"

Xiao Chen suppressed his laughter and dragged the three dead dogs toward the bottom of the mountain.