Chapter 321 Shouren Feels Great

The Sect Annihilator, with a track record to prove it!

At this moment, the Guyue Sect was dead silent. Elder Taxing stared at Lu Ye with a desperate grin, his face brimming with buttering-up smiles.

Even though they had Lu Ye surrounded, his chill vibe made it feel like he had them surrounded instead.

"This lowly one, Elder Taxing, pays respects to Daoist Lu Ye. Please, don’t strike! We can talk this out—name your terms!"

Elder Taxing bowed deeply, kissing up like his life depended on it.

Lu Ye gave a slight nod.

"Relax. I’m just here to have Shouren’s back. Wiping out your sect? That’s Shouren’s call."

Elder Taxing’s expression changed drastically.

"Fellow Daoist Shouren, we were wrong! Fan Qinghui’s a backstabbing rat! Do whatever you want with that trash!"

"Have mercy, great one! Please understand—we only acted because we believed that, since this is the Guyue Sect, letting you kill him in broad daylight would make us look weak."

"But now we’ve realized—Fan Qinghui’s actions are a disgrace to humanity and cultivation! The Guyue Sect will immediately expel him, and we’ll pay you off as an apology for our earlier offense!"

Elder Taxing spoke rapidly, spitting out apologies, promises, and bribes in one breath.

Was this the might of a true powerhouse?

Was this the terror of… a man whose infamy shook the world?

Merely revealing his face, without even launching a single attack, had turned a whole sect’s elites into scared little chicks.

Thinking back to how they had treated him earlier.

And now, how they treated Lu Ye—how they treated him.

The way they switched from tough guys to bootlickers was hilarious.

Daoist Shouren gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"So… can we trash the place?" he transmitted silently.

Lu Ye was surprised.

"Huh. Shouren’s got guts. Interesting."

"Yes."

"Then let’s—"

"Only problem? It’ll cost you."

"How steep?"

"Two million spirit stones. Your idea, remember?"

Oh, never mind then.

If Shouren knew this was gonna happen, he’d have charged pocket change.

"Have Lu Ye wipe out this whole group!"

"But right now, even selling off Daoist Shouren wouldn't raise that many spirit stones."

"We can put it on credit."

"Never mind, never mind. I'll just kill one!"

Daoist Shouren walked up to Daoist Treading-Star, whose face was wearing a forced smile.

"I'm going to kill Fan Qinghui. Any objections?"

"None, none, of course not. He had it coming."

"For attacking me this time, I want 500,000 spirit stones. Any objections?"

"500,000..."

Daoist Treading-Star gritted his teeth. "Agreed!"

"And you two owe me spirit stones, plus years of accrued interest!"

"Done!"

With Lu Ye present, whatever Daoist Shouren said, Daoist Treading-Star agreed.

No choice—they had a sword at their throats. Refusal wasn't an option.

Daoist Shouren exhaled softly. This feeling...

Ecstasy!!!

By heaven and earth, never in his life had Daoist Shouren felt such exhilaration.

So intense it felt like his pores were opening, his soul ready to soar into the clouds.

Now THIS is true cultivation!

This is cultivation!

This is the meaning of growing stronger!

Daoist Shouren turned and lunged at Fan Qinghui, who was outmatched from the start—already battered once by Daoist Shouren and again by Daoist Treading-Star.

In a one-on-one fight now, he didn’t stand a chance.

"Senior brother, HELP me!"

"Senior brother, this is the Guyue Sect—how can you stand by while he murders me?"

"Senior brother!"

His desperate wails tore at the heart.

The Guyue Sect disciples stayed deathly quiet.

And so, Fan Qinghui was butchered in full view under everyone's gaze.

His pitiful begging failed to move Daoist Shouren's now hardened heart.

The Guyue Sect took out the spirit stones and handed them over to Shouren Daoist.

Shouren Daoist sighed softly.

From now on, whether it was Taxing Daoist or Guyue Daoist, they were no longer friends.

Then again, they were never really friends in the first place.

Since Lu Ye had intervened, eighty percent of the spirit stones rightfully belonged to him.

Lu Ye didn’t refuse—this was his rightful share.

Shouren Daoist drew up a long list. Originally, he had only planned to reclaim the principal of the owed spirit stones, but now…

Not a single coin in interest would be spared!

After all, he knew exactly where these people lived.

And so, what happened next—

Shouren Daoist paid a visit. The first household—a fight erupted.

Another fight erupted.

They had no intention of repaying the spirit stones. When Shouren Daoist pressed them, they dodged and weaseled.

But who expected Shouren Daoist to be so stubborn this time? How could they take such disrespect?

With someone hot-tempered, they might’ve swallowed their pride.

But from Shouren Daoist—why take it? That simply wouldn’t do!

And so, they fought.

This time, Lu Ye didn’t intervene. Shouren Daoist emerged victorious on the spot.

Principal and interest—he got it all back.

One house at a time, one fight at a time, word spread across the Fourth Heaven about Shouren Daoist’s drastic change.

Time passed like this.

Meanwhile...

Yue Hongling and Bai Qiulan stayed together.

When they first ascended, Bai Qiulan had once been cleansed of Chaos Venom by Lu Ye. She stayed clean for a long time, so the Chaos Venom had not erupted.

But now, the Chaos Venom was acting up again.

"Hong Ling, help me..."

Bai Qiulan was shrouded in tendrils of mist, her face ghostly pale, her body shaking uncontrollably.

But Yue Hongling ignored her.

As the Chaos Venom grew worse, Bai Qiulan finally couldn’t hold back—she let out a scream.

The soul-numbing cold made her body feel as if it were being sliced by a forest of blades, her soul pierced by countless razor-sharp needles.

The purest Lunar Power was voraciously consumed by the two Lunar Marrow Worms, leaving only corrupted remnants of Chaos Lunar Power.

If not for these two Lunar Marrow Worms, with the continuous eruption of Chaos Lunar Power, Bai Qiulan’s strength would undoubtedly have far exceeded her current Celestial Realm level.

Another way to counter Chaos Venom was to cultivate at a speed surpassing the eruption rate of Chaos Lunar Power—then, the Chaos Lunar Power would become the ultimate advantage.

But the presence of the Lunar Marrow Worms completely stifled this possibility.

Bai Qiulan’s screams were piercingly, inhumanly shrill.

This time, the Chaos Venom surged with unprecedented fury, and since she hadn’t endured such pain for so long, it was excruciating beyond endurance.

"Hong Ling, Hong Ling, save me, quickly, I’m dying, save me..."

Bai Qiulan pleaded. She crawled toward Yue Hongling.

Yue Hongling waved her hand lightly, and Bai Qiulan was sent flying.

"What’s the rush? No harm in letting you savor every moment!"

Yue Hongling’s eyes were filled with glacial malice.

Now, did Bai Qiulan finally understand the sheer torment she had been enduring all along?

Now that she was suffering, she had it coming!