"If you're law-abiding, then even dragons in the sea could fly onto the stage!" Su Yin sneered, glaring sharply at Fang Zhe.The sect leader could only rub her suddenly throbbing temples, holding back a mixture of laughter and unbearable exasperation. With a graceful flick of her hand, she brushed away the dust specks resting on the jade table."Enough, enough. There is no end to this bickering," the sect leader interrupted, waving the sleeve of her gown. "The three of you, clean yourselves up immediately and get some rest. Tomorrow is the first day of re-registration and the opening of the Bao Clan City Martial Arts Tournament. I don't want you appearing like beggars in front of the other sects.""Yes, Master!" Su Yin and Ling Yin responded in unison with a respectful bow, quickly stepping out of the room before Fang Zhe could pull another ridiculous stunt.Fang Zhe merely smirked, rose from his seat, and offered a casual wave toward Leader Guan before strolling back to his own quart

"F-Fang Zhe! What are you talking about, you crazy pervert!" Su Yin shouted, her face now flushing crimson all the way to her ears. She punched Fang Zhe's chest in sheer embarrassment, though her body made no effort to resist the youth's tight embrace.Meanwhile, Ling Yin, who was usually as cold as eternal ice, could only gape in astonishment. A faint blush crept across her smooth cheeks. She scoffed softly and turned her head away, unable to meet the gaze of thousands of eyes currently locked onto them."Th-This Fang Zhe..."BZZZZZZT!Fang Zhe's words were no different than pouring boiling oil onto a blazing fire. The faces of the three Bao Clan envoys twitched violently, instantly turning from flushed red to pitch black with unbearable rage. Being looked down upon and publicly humiliated by a male disciple from a female sect was an unparalleled insult!"Mad brat... You are truly courting death!" roared the youth with the jade fan, his breath coming in heavy gasps. The jade fan in h

SRRRRKKKK—SPLASH!Just as Fang Zhe was about to stomp his foot to deploy his lightness technique and search for Su Yin and Ling Yin, the surface of the poisonous swamp below suddenly convulsed violently. Thick green mud bubbles popped rapidly, spewing a foul, pungent stench of rotting corpses into the air.CRACK! CRACK!The massive tree branch Fang Zhe was standing on shook violently. From beneath the thick black mud deposits, dozens—even hundreds—of giant, slippery worms glowing with a reddish poisonous sap shot up into the air!Each worm stretched over ten meters long, featuring terrifying circular mouths lined with rows of multi-tiered fangs. From inside their throat cavities, thick green acidic liquid squirted wildly, melting the surrounding ground and trees into toxic black smoke!Then suddenly...Ding![Dangerous enemy detected in front of Host. Demonic Beast: Soul-Devouring Swamp Worm!][Difficulty Level: S!][Special Trait: The worms can rapidly regenerate injuries and merge t

SWUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSH!A flash of silver lightning carved through the air of the Small World Ruins like an invisible thread of light. Utilizing the speed of the Thousand Lightning Steps—which bypassed the limits of ordinary Heavenly Fighter Realm practitioners—Fang Zhe shot through rows of giant trees and rugged valleys, leaving behind not a single trace on the ground.Along his path toward other areas, loud booms and eruptions of Qi Essence repeatedly battered the sky.In a stony cliff crevice, three disciples from the Star Sword Sect were fighting to the death against a group of Liu Clan disciples to seize a Fifth-Tier Soul Ice Flower. Energy swords collided, spraying splashes of blood and triggering hysterical roars."Hand over that Soul Ice Flower if you don't want to die here!" roared one of the Liu Clan disciples while swinging his massive spear."Don't even dream about it, Bastards!" replied the Star Sword Sect disciple, his eyes wide with vengeance.However, before the collision

Gulp... Gulp...The disciples from the Iron Mountain Sect and the Storm Wind Sect swallowed hard in unison. The heavy sound of gulping saliva echoed with startling clarity amidst the chilling silence of the valley.Seeing the five Blood Sword Sect disciples pinned helplessly to the cliff wall like stone-bound ornaments, every shred of their courage and pride crumbled into nothingness. Rationality took the wheel: surrendering their points meant leaving with their lives to breathe another day, while refusal meant turning into meat paste at the bottom of the crater."W-We agree! Here... these are our Point Jades, Brother Fang Zhe!"With violently trembling hands, the leader of the Iron Mountain group hastily unclasped the point jade from his waist, followed by the eight other disciples. They offered them while kneeling in deep reverence, not daring to meet the silver eyes of the young man before them."A very wise choice," Fang Zhe chuckled with satisfaction.With a single wave of his ha