Chapter 477: Chapter 463: Crawl Out of the Profound Dao Sect
Su Wenxuan didn’t need Tong Fan to tell him; he was already busy sizing up the two people behind Shen Lang.
Their auras were astonishing, especially the tower-like giant of a man, whose ferocious presence billowed out with overwhelming momentum. Even an ordinary King Martial Realm expert probably wouldn’t dare to face him head-on.
Shen Lang had left to kill members of the Holy Light Sect and the Beast Emperor Palace, yet he returned with two experts like this... This meant his trip was not only successful, but he had also gained something extra!
Su Wenxuan suppressed his excitement and chuckled. "That’s right. He’s the one we’ve been waiting for—Shen Lang."
His gaze shifted to Shen Lang. "Shen Lang, now that you’re back... how about we send these guys packing before you ’sing’? Don’t you think they’re a bit of an eyesore just standing there?"
The members of the Artifact Origin Sect nearly died of anger from Su Wenxuan’s words!
’So arrogant! That bastard is even more arrogant than our Artifact Origin Sect!’
’How dare a mere Profound Iron Level influence be so arrogant?’
’Send us packing before he ’sings’?’
’We’re an eyesore just standing here?’
’Does he think we’re beggars?!’
Tong Fan hadn’t even caught his breath when Shen Lang’s next words nearly made him faint on the spot.
Shen Lang turned, glanced at the nine Spirit Pattern Pillars on the Martial Arts Arena, and said with a breezy smile, "Oh, it’s fine. Dealing with this small fry won’t get in the way of my ’singing’."
"Bastard! Who the hell do you think you are, calling us small fry? Get down here and say that to our faces!"
The Artifact Origin Sect disciples below the Spirit Pattern Pillars couldn’t hold back any longer and roared in fury.
"This is outrageous! A mere Profound Iron Level influence, with barely any Artifact Refiners to speak of, dares to be so arrogant and call us small fry? Everyone in your Profound Dao Sect is all talk. It seems you all make a living with your mouths!"
"Damn it, don’t be so cocky! Arrogance comes at a price! You ignorant brat only knows how to spout nonsense without knowing your place. Soon, you won’t even have the strength to cry!"
The tables had completely turned. The members of the Profound Dao Sect, who had been in dire straits, were now all grinning, while everyone from the Artifact Origin Sect was seething with uncontrollable rage.
Even as the people from the Artifact Origin Sect raved and shouted, the Profound Dao Sect members didn’t seem to get angry. They couldn’t even be bothered to respond.
As for the onlookers who had come to watch the Profound Dao Sect make a fool of itself, they all stood with their mouths agape, speechless.
No one knew where this kid in the air had come from.
And no one knew what abilities he possessed to be able to completely turn the mood of the entire scene the moment he appeared.
’Damn it... Who the hell is this kid? What gives him the right to be so arrogant? Why did the entire atmosphere on the Profound Dao Sect’s side change the moment he arrived? Why did everyone’s morale shift?’ Tong Fan’s small eyes darted about.
’Our Artifact Origin Sect’s nine Spirit Pattern Pillars are incredibly powerful and have never known defeat for so many years. Although they’re currently controlled by only nine Spirit Martial Realm disciples, even a Martial Artist at the Eighth or Ninth Heavens of the Xuanwu Realm would find their life and death in our hands if they entered. So what about a brat like him? Where in the world does their confidence come from?’
The other old-timers from the Artifact Origin Sect were full of doubt and suspicion, completely unable to understand how the situation had changed so drastically.
’To say Shen Lang is just a good-for-nothing... that doesn’t seem right. How could a good-for-nothing earn the complete trust of an entire Sect?’
A glance at Su Wenxuan and the other Profound Dao Sect elders was all it took. The change in their expressions was obvious.
Before, they were distressed, angry, and displeased...
But now... "satisfying" was an understatement!
Just then, Shen Lang turned, knelt before Zhuge Xian’Er, and said softly, "The two Elder Ancestors personally went to the Treasure Pavilion to gather those materials for you. I will collect everything you need, no matter the cost, so don’t worry. If I calculate the time right, they might be back tonight. For now, you and Elder Ape can go watch a good show from the side."
Shen Lang’s tone, posture, and gaze were exactly like someone looking at their own beloved little sister.
Even more intimate than a biological sister.
Zhuge Xian’Er’s face flushed red as she nodded slightly.
"Who is she!" Nalan Ziyun shot up from the crowd, glaring at Zhuge Xian’Er with eyes full of hostility.
Before Shen Lang could speak, a pair of wings unfurled from Nalan Ziyun’s back, and she flew into the sky.
"Don’t go near her!" Shen Lang’s expression changed abruptly as he blocked Nalan Ziyun’s path.
Tears welled up in Nalan Ziyun’s eyes. "You... You go on one trip and bring a woman back... I told you I’d watch over you for Dingdang, and you’re protecting this woman so fiercely? You won’t even let me get close to her!"
Shen Lang rolled his eyes. "What kind of nonsense are you spouting? Where is your mind going?"
As he spoke, he flew down a little, intending to take Nalan Ziyun’s hand right in front of everyone.
Nalan Ziyun turned away in a huff, avoiding his reach.
Seeing their standoff, Zhuge Xian’Er said apologetically, "Big Sister, Xian’Er’s legs have been afflicted with the Black Crow Witchcraft. Ordinary people can’t get close. Brother Shen was afraid you’d be harmed, so he stopped you."
"Poisoned?" Nalan Ziyun was slightly taken aback. "Black Crow Witchcraft... That name sounds a little familiar."
Just as she said that, Nalan Ziyun gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. The tears that had been welling in her eyes now streamed down her face. "You... you... Who was the damn bastard vicious enough to use such a poison on you..."
The fierce Nalan Ziyun was suddenly overwhelmed with sympathy, her tears flowing like a broken dam. Shen Lang was completely dumbfounded. ’A man should never try to guess a woman’s thoughts. You’ll never figure them out.’
Meanwhile, the members of the Profound Dao Sect watched the drama unfold with faint, knowing smiles.
But the people from the Artifact Origin Sect felt like their lungs were about to explode from rage... This was the second time they had been completely ignored!
At any time, in any situation, the Artifact Origin Sect was always the center of attention.
No Sect, no single person, would ever dare to act as if they didn’t exist!
But ever since this young man appeared, everyone present had forgotten they were even there multiple times...
This was fucking intolerable!
Tong Fan could bear it no longer. He shot to his feet and practically roared, "Shen Lang, you’ve gone too far! Our nine Spirit Pattern Pillars are right here! If you have the guts, stop wasting time and come down to fight my Artifact Origin Sect disciples!"
Shen Lang gave a signal, and Yuan Bupu pushed Zhuge Xian’Er and flew to the edge of the Martial Arts Arena.
Watching Nalan Ziyun fly down as well, Shen Lang finally spoke. "As an Artifact Refining Sect, you bring your Treasure of the Sect all the way to the Profound Dao Sect to provoke us, and you have the nerve to say I’ve gone too far? This is the Profound Dao Sect’s territory. I’m just having a few words with my fellow sect members. What business is it of yours? What, you got a problem with it? If you’ve got a problem, come and get me!"
Tong Fan and the others were practically driven mad with rage.
How many years had it been? How many years since anyone dared to speak to the people of the Artifact Origin Sect like this?
Even experts from Spirit Copper Level Sects had to treat the members of the Artifact Origin Sect with respect...
To think that here, in the Profound Dao Sect’s territory, they would be ignored and infuriated time and time again. It was unimaginable!
At this moment, a person beside Tong Fan stood up and sneered. "Sect Leader Su, your man has returned. What’s the use of more lip service? A real battle is more convincing than anything. Letting a few juniors run their mouths here is a bit beneath your status, isn’t it!"
The surroundings finally quieted down. No matter how much of a fuss they made, this confrontation was unavoidable.
It was like a knife held to the Profound Dao Sect’s throat; it had to be dealt with.
Shen Lang descended from the sky and landed in front of the nine Spirit Pattern Pillars, a wide grin spreading across his face.
"You bunch of small fry came all the way to my Profound Dao Sect to issue a challenge. If we lose, you want us to hand over a few Spirit Array Maps. So let me ask, if we win, what do you have to offer?"
Tong Fan laughed arrogantly. "We have never lost!"
The surrounding crowd immediately erupted in angry curses.
Shen Lang waved his hand to quiet the commotion and chuckled. "Old man, you’re not young, but you sure have thick skin. Are you saying you won’t give up a single thing, win or lose?"
"If we win, it’s whatever, but if you lose, you just pack up and leave? Is that it?"
Tong Fan’s old face twisted into an ugly mask.
With his cultivation, his status, and his achievements in the Artifact Refining Dao, not even a King Martial Realm expert would dare to speak to him like that!
A wet-behind-the-ears brat was pointing at his nose and calling him thick-skinned! This was utterly lawless!
’No, I can’t fall for his trick. This bastard just wants to make me angry so they can use it against me!’
’Damn it all, for him to be thinking like this at a time like this... it’s obvious this kid doesn’t dare to touch our Spirit Pattern Pillars!’
Tong Fan took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Then what do you propose?"
Seeing the venomous glares from Tong Fan and his companions, Shen Lang snorted coldly. "I don’t propose much. I’m a reasonable person. If I lose, the Profound Dao Sect will obediently hand over nine Spirit Array Maps to you, and I will crawl all the way down from here and out of the Profound Dao Sect. If you lose, it’s also simple. You’ll just have to crawl down from here."
"Since you’ve never been defeated, you wouldn’t dare refuse, would you?"
"HAHAHAHA!"
The members of the Profound Dao Sect immediately roared with laughter, building up Shen Lang’s momentum.
The people from the Artifact Origin Sect were stunned into a long silence.
While they were silent, Shen Lang spoke again. "The renowned Artifact Origin Sect, a dignified Spirit Copper Level Artifact Refining Sect, with your nine Spirit Pattern Pillars that have been passed down for ten thousand years right here on the field... with victory so clearly in your grasp, why are you still hesitating?"
"Or could it be... that you don’t have a shred of confidence, not an ounce of backbone, and you just carry these Spirit Pattern Pillars around to fool people? If that’s the case, what’s the point of continuing this competition? Please, get the hell out of the Profound Dao Sect right now!"
Shen Lang’s voice wasn’t very loud, but in the quiet Martial Arts Arena, it was like a clap of thunder, booming in the ears of the Artifact Origin Sect members, leaving them reeling with shame and fury.
"Fine!" Tong Fan shouted. "You want to bet? This old man will bet with you! If the Artifact Origin Sect loses, I will lead them out of the Profound Dao Sect on my hands and knees!"
Even though he knew Shen Lang was using a Provocation Technique, Tong Fan could only grit his teeth and walk the path he had laid out.
This made Tong Fan and the other members of the Artifact Origin Sect so angry they felt like they were bleeding internally.
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