Jia Sanyuan sat below, flanked on both sides by a person each, both of whom were male cultivators and seed to be of no low status.
One was slightly older, about thirty, wearing a brocade robe and holding a white fan, exuding a romantic charm.
The other was sowhat younger, just over twenty, dressed in light fur and precious belts, adorned with gorgeous clothes and a splendid crown. If one were to observe him with the Qi Observation Skill, it would imdiately beco apparent that this youngster was of imperial bloodline.
Both of these individuals hailed from Alchemists.
One was Han Xiao, the Alchemist Saint Child.
The other was a scion of the Yang Family, Yang Cang.
The latter held more prestige, principally because he had the backing of an ancestor like Yang Longxi.
Let alone within the Seven Evil Sects, even if he were to go to any one of the seventy-two provinces, as long as he didn't infuriate so lineage such as the Spirit Treasure Sect, Taishang Dao, or the like, for the most part, he could walk around with impunity.
The gazes both n directed at Qin Wuxiang were filled with undisguised contempt, and they held the sa disdain for Master Bai Hua, Zhou Yingchun, paying no heed to his status either.
After hearing Master Bai Hua's justification, Yang Cang sneered and directly interrupted Zhou Yingchun,
"Both of you are of Cavernous Mystery Cultivation, yet Lin Runiu subdued you at first encounter; is he so old monster from the Ultimate Happiness Realm?"
"Failing the assassination is one thing, but making excuses and irresponsibly biting back at your own kind is another."
"Considering you both can still contribute to the battle strength, I'll spare you the death penalty this ti, but you must properly apologize to Sun Daoist..."
In the Overlord Palace, led by Jia Sanyuan.
Next were Han Xiao and Yang Cang, followed by the first of each lineage and powerful external allies of the Evil Sect like Sun Zhaoquan.
When everyone saw Yang Cang intentionally humiliating Qin Wuxiang, none showed any sign of surprise; evidently, this was not the first ti such an incident had occurred, and they had grown accustod to it.
So of the more arrogant Evil Cultivators even showed scornful smiles.
Others muttered to themselves:
"Although the Alchemists are strong, the hierarchy seems excessively strict."
"This Qin Wuxiang possesses Cavernous Mystery Cultivation and even holds the title of Saint Heir, but due to his fall from power, he has repeatedly been humiliated by Han Xiao and Yang Cang."
"Were I in his shoes, I'd have rebelled by now. How can a proud man endure such treatnt?"
Observing the reactions of the Evil Demons, Qin Wuxiang could guess what they were thinking.
If it were the him of the past, he would undoubtedly be in a boiling rage by now, enough to stir his Primordial Spirit.
But now, he found it laughable.
Still, he remained silent, like a wooden cultivator.
Zhou Yingchun, seeing this, was even more heartbroken.
He didn't care about the disparity in their statuses; Yang Cang, as a highly regarded blood descendant of Yang Longxi, could easily crush him.
Suddenly stepping forward, he interrupted:
"Mr. Yang, the punishnt for Wuxiang and I is of no great concern."
"But the intelligence we've brought back this ti should be made known to the Young Sect Leader and all fellow Daoists."
"It's not that I'm unreasonably accusing Sun Zhaoquan; it's that the intelligence he provided this ti was grossly inaccurate."
"That Lin Runiu appears to be harmless on the surface."
"In reality, he's extrely brutal and cunning, not only possessing unfathomable secret techniques of the Toad Sect but also carrying an even more terrifying treasure known as the Nine Toad Bead from the Toad Sect. Beyond that, he also has an eerie Wa Dang treasure of even greater power."
"On Hidden Dragon Mountain, he fought against four, successively defeating Princess Yin Susu of the Devil God Army, Xu Wenkai of the Taiping Army remnants, Poison Heart Immortal, and the Six-eyed Demon Child."
"Though he may not be of the Ultimate Happiness Realm, Ying Chun can assert that, in this hall, aside from the Young Sect Leader, Mr. Yang, and Han Daoist, there is no one who is his match."
Once again, as Zhou Yingchun finished speaking,
The hall erupted with noise, and everyone gasped.
Defeating four powerful Cavernous Mystery adversaries single-handedly and capturing two of their own generals at first encounter... these feats, when heard, clearly seed like the work of an Ultimate Happiness Realm powerhouse.
Since when did the Ancestor Dragon Society have such a fearso individual?
Most shocked of all was Sun Zhaoquan. Upon hearing this, he subconsciously clenched his hands with such force that mana burst forth, inadvertently crushing two Yin Demon Dancers beside him into pulp.
He didn't care about the ss on his hands and imdiately reached out two fingers.
With a "puff" sound, he forcefully gouged out that Blood Eye and with a low shout of "Go," the eyeball turned into a streak of blood light, shooting out of the palace like a teor in the direction of the Nine Heavens, right towards the territory of Hidden Dragon Mountain within Ten Mountains and Eight Waters.
Seeing his action, Yang Cang, who was challenged face-to-face, imdiately sneered in response:
"Oh, the Toad Sect has produced such a strong person?"
"Given that, how did you and Qin Wuxiang manage to escape with your lives? Could it be that he kindly let you return, or did you two, out of fear for your lives, submit to him? Are you coming back to Shangyang City to act as spies?"
Yang Cang's accusations were venomous, heaping several great calumnies upon them.
Of course, he didn't actually believe this in his heart.
Many evil demons lured by the Seven Evil Sects filled the hall, all as fickle as the grass on top of a wall, ready to betray if given the chance.
Even so disciples within the Seven Evil Sects might rebel.
However, Qin Wuxiang and Zhou Yingchun would definitely not.
The forr was an Alchemist Saint Child, with not only his entire household and life tied to the organization but also the expansive Qin Family and the threat of his mother and sister.
The latter was the Young Master of the Flower Slaughter Lineage within the sect, standing firmly with the Yinming Lineage among the four orthodox and three heretical lineages, a staunch supporter for many years.
Indeed, right after he finished speaking,
Zhou Yingchun, without a mont's thought, directly communicated with several decision-makers in the hall.
"Young Sect Leader, Mr. Yang, Han Daoist,"
"Qin Wuxiang and I were able to escape, thanks to the blessings of Ying Qingdi. That Lin Runiu was too busy refining his power, so he handed us over to a Lustful Charm under Ying Qingdi's command, claiming so silent collusion with us. On our way, she found an opportunity and released us."
"That Lustful Charm also ntioned, if we send soone to assassinate Lin Runiu again, rember to dispatch soone from the Ultimate Happiness Realm."
"Cavernous Mystery Realm practitioners are definitely no match for that strong man."
While Zhou Yingchun was communicating, so commotion arose where Tao Qian was.
It was Sun Zhaoquan who, relying on the Divine Skills from "Search God Sutra" and his innate "Peeping Secret Blood Eye," had always been brutally straightforward in gathering intelligence.
During the earlier battle, he casually captured a Taiping Army cultivator from the Ancestor Dragon Society, using Soul-searching and Soul-capturing to learn so rudintary information about Lin Runiu and then letting Qin Wuxiang and Zhou Yingchun off to assassinate him.
Now that a mistake had occurred, he wanted to save face and simply used his real ability.
He unleashed that bizarre blood eye capable of "Peeping Heaven and Earth," coupled with the Search God Secret Technique.
Despite the thousands of miles distance, he attempted to forcibly peep into Lin Runiu's secrets.
By a twist of fate!
At this very mont, Master Tao who was at Demon Trap Pit had just finished taking advantage of the Buddha Light from Ba Tuo Bodhisattva at Great Reincarnation Temple.
Feeling extrely pleased, he was about to tally his gains.
But abruptly at this ti, a trembling sensation erged and a sense of perception surged.
Tao Qian imdiately activated his spiritual vision and instantly saw, between reality and illusion, high above in the ninth heaven, an eyeball emitting intense blood light was peering at him in a strange manner into his secrets.
Sun Zhaoquan, as an innate freak relying on the "Peeping Sky Blood Eye," had fought many cultivators and not even True Inheritors of great sects could take advantage of him; many individuals were caught off guard by him, their secrets exposed.
But this ti, he had made a miscalculation.
At the mont their gazes t, Sun Zhaoquan imdiately sensed sothing was wrong. He had never experienced this before in his past attempts at peeping.
He didn't care his true body was in the hall, imdiately crying out in shock:
"Discovered?"
"How is it possible? Even when I peeped at Taishang True Inheritors like Zhong Ziyang, I was never noticed. Who exactly is this person?"
In a panic, Sun Zhaoquan eagerly tried to retract his Blood Eye.
Alas, it was too late.
Tao Qian saw the opponent's condition at a glance and imdiately flashed a malicious smile, loudly saying:
"Encounters are a form of destiny, today I'll teach Daoist a lesson."
"Such useful secretive eyes should never be casually separated from one's body."
"Bad luck could lead to being smashed to pieces."
"Take this!"
Tao Qian was clearly also cunning—before speaking, he had already taken action.
He called upon the Toad God Tile, not bothering about the distance, and directly threw it upward.
Before the word "take" even finished, the invisible Divine Light transford by the tile was eagerly soaring to the clouds, unceremoniously smashing onto the eyeball still connected to invisible tens of thousands of sanguine threads.
A squelching sound ensued, and that eyeball turned into a pulp.
In the distant Shangyang City, within Overlord Palace,
Sun Zhaoquan, who was indulging in pleasure just monts earlier, suddenly let out a painful wail, his face contorted in agony:
"Ah, the pain is killing !"
"My Blood Eye!"
Before his words ended, a mass of eyeball pulp was dragged back and slapped onto his forehead.
It seed as if the weak impact made Sun Zhaoquan roll his eyes back and faint on the spot.
In an instant, the main hall was silent as a grave, and no one else doubted Zhou Yingchun's words.
For what else, when such a rciless and bloody corroboration was right before their eyes, who could argue?
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