82: I'm just here for tourism, and I'll take down a holy site while I'm at it.

"Revered Master, the suckling pig at this 'Xiankelai' is a masterpiece! It melts in your mouth, fatty but not greasy!"

"And the Dragon Tendon Soup at 'Baiwei Tower'—I heard it's actually simmered using the tendons of a Flood Dragon!"

Wanbao City, on the most bustling Vermilion Bird Avenue.

Shi Tian was holding a copy of the "Central Plains Gourmet Map," spittle flying as he introduced the places to Li Daoxuan. He looked exactly like a professional tour guide.

Ever since their Revered Master arrived, the five Disciples' backs had straightened, and they walked with a newfound swagger.

Revered Master had said that today was his treat, and they could eat whatever they wanted.

"Fine, fine, fine. We'll go to all of them."

Li Daoxuan walked with his hands behind his back like a retired official, leisurely leading the way.

"It wasn't easy to make a trip to the Central Plains; we have to taste the local specialties."

"Today's theme is—eating!"

"Eat until they're bankrupt!"

Just as the group was grandly preparing to start their "shop and eat" mode...

Boom!

A deafening roar.

A golden streak of light, like a falling meteor, crashed down precisely three feet in front of Li Daoxuan.

As the dust settled...

A golden halberd was seen deeply embedded in the white jade floor tiles. The shaft was still vibrating, emitting a sharp Killing Intent.

The surrounding pedestrians scrambled back in fear, staring at this sudden scene in terror.

Immediately after.

A voice of immense majesty, carrying overwhelming fury, descended from the sky.

"Hidden God Sect Revered Master, Li Daoxuan!"

"You have condoned your Disciples' wicked deeds, snatching my Holy Land's Opportunity and injuring my Holy Land's Saint!"

"Your crimes are unforgivable!"

"I give you the time of one incense stick to bind your own hands and feet, bring all the villains under your sect to the gates of my Taichu Holy Land, and kneel to beg for forgiveness!"

"Otherwise..."

"I shall trample Wanbao City and wash a hundred thousand miles in blood!"

That voice was filled with an unquestionable dominance and the tone of judgment.

It was the Taichu Holy Lord himself who had issued this challenge!

Clearly, it was the "false intelligence" sent back by that hook-nosed scout that had led him to make a wrong judgment.

He thought Li Daoxuan was just a soft persimmon he could squeeze at will.

"Taichu Holy Land?"

Li Daoxuan looked at the vibrating halberd at his feet, his brow furrowing slightly.

He wasn't afraid; he was... annoyed.

Very annoyed.

His good mood for shopping had been completely ruined by these blind fools.

"Revered Master, they've gone too far!"

Xiao Chen was the first to draw his sword, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"I'll go slaughter them!"

"Don't be in a hurry."

Li Daoxuan waved his hand, stopping his impulsive Disciple.

He slowly bent down and pulled the golden halberd out of the ground.

"Tsk tsk, the material is decent, but the craftsmanship is a bit crude."

He weighed the halberd in his hand, then looked at the towering pavilion in the distance that represented the Taichu Holy Land's local office.

With a casual...

Toss.

Swoosh—!

The golden halberd turned into a streak of light, flying back ten times faster than it had arrived!

Boom—!!!

A massive explosion.

The hundred-story pavilion, along with the Taichu Holy Land Disciples inside, was pierced right through the middle by the halberd and collapsed with a crash!

The entire area fell into a dead silence.

Everyone was stunned.

They stared blankly at the Youth in White Robes, whose hand was still in a throwing posture.

He... he just sent it back like that?

And demolished their office in the process?!

"No more acting."

Li Daoxuan clapped his hands. The laziness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a heart-palpitating coldness.

He turned around and looked at his dumbfounded Disciples, sighing helplessly.

"I'm laying my cards on the table."

"I originally wanted to get along with you Central Plains people as an ordinary tourist."

"But all I got in return was alienation and Killing Intent."

"In that case..."

A sharp light flashed in Li Daoxuan's eyes.

"Then I won't pretend anymore."

"Let's eat!"

"Huh?" The five Disciples were all stunned.

"Revered Master, it's already come to this, and we're still eating?" Shi Tian swallowed hard.

"Of course we're eating!"

Li Daoxuan glared at him. "The world is big, but eating is the biggest priority!"

"First to Baiwei Tower. Get ten servings each of that Dragon Tendon Soup, Phoenix Marrow Soup, and Qilin Arm!"

"Only when we're full will we have the strength to work."

...Half an hour later.

Baiwei Tower, the top-floor Heaven-grade private room.

The Hidden God Sect group had devoured everything, leaving the table a mess of plates and cups.

Shi Tian had eaten until his belly was round, letting out a satisfied burp.

*Burp*—"Comfortable!"

"Revered Master, where are we going next?"

Li Daoxuan elegantly wiped his mouth with a napkin, stood up, and walked to the window.

He looked at the towering divine mountains in the distance, floating above the sea of clouds like celestial palaces—that was the location of the Taichu Holy Land's gates.

He spoke flatly:

"Now that we're full, it's time for some exercise."

"Let's go."

"We'll stop by the Taichu Holy Land on the way... to help our digestion."

...In front of the Taichu Holy Land's mountain gate.

The atmosphere here was already tense, with Killing Intent piercing the sky.

Tens of thousands of Taichu Holy Land Disciples had formed sword Formations, standing in wait.

In the sky, there were dozens of Soul Transformation and Void Refining Elders, each with faces as grim as water and icy gazes.

None of them expected that the country bumpkin from the Eastern Barrens would dare to be so arrogant. Not only did he not come to plead for forgiveness, but he had also demolished their office in retaliation!

This was a blatant declaration of war!

Just then.

At the horizon, several figures approached unhurriedly through the air.

Leading them was the handsome youth dressed in white.

Behind him followed a few who looked like the old, weak, sick, and disabled, plus a young boy leading a dog.

Their leisurely appearance didn't look like they were here for a fight; it looked more like... a spring outing.

"They... they really came?"

"Just these few people? Not even a flying boat?"

"Hmph! Courting death!"

The Taichu Holy Lord hovered in mid-air, watching the approaching figures as Killing Intent boiled in his eyes.

Soon.

Li Daoxuan and his group arrived before the massive, thousand-foot-tall mountain gate of the Taichu Holy Land.

The gate was carved from white jade, with the two ancient words "Taichu" written in a flourishing style, emitting a Daoist charm that seemed to suppress the ages.

Li Daoxuan looked up at the plaque and nodded.

"Hmm, the storefront is decent."

"It's just a bit in the way."

He walked to the tightly closed, massive doors made of ten-thousand-year-old profound iron.

Then.

Under everyone's astonished gazes.

He raised his hand and very politely... knocked on the door?

Knock, knock, knock.

"Hello."

"Is anyone home?"

"The warmth delivery is here."

The voice was gentle and polite, very much like a big brother from next door coming to visit.

The people of the Taichu Holy Land were all dumbfounded.

Warmth delivery?

You call this delivering warmth?

"Presumptuous!"

The Taichu Holy Lord finally snapped.

"Death is at your door and you still dare to toy with us!"

"Activate the Sect Protecting Formation! Kill them!"

Buzz—!!!

A massive roar.

A giant light screen covering a radius of a hundred miles rose up!

Countless sharp strands of Sword Qi shot out from the Formation, raining down on Li Daoxuan like a storm!

Facing this peerless killing Formation capable of strangling Soul Transformation powerhouses.

Li Daoxuan didn't even bat an eyelid.

He just turned his head and spoke indifferently to Grandpa Wang, who had been standing idle with his broom:

"Old Wang."

"Look at how dirty this ground is."

"There's dust, and there's Killing Intent."

"Sweep it."