Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

After making his decision, Zhao Jie ordered the group to disperse, giving his disciples half an hour to prepare.

If anyone fails to come over within half an hour, their martial arts will be crippled and they will be expelled from the sect.

"Senior brother! Senior brother! You're so lucky! He's actually dead!"

After seeing Zhao Jie enter the inner courtyard, Ge Xiaogu approached Wang Sheng, her emotions barely contained, and whispered something.

Ge Xiaogu dared not say Jin Cang's name, for fear that Zhao Jie would overhear.

Yesterday, Ge Xiaogu was thinking how lucky Senior Brother Wang Sheng was; whoever opposed him died. Today, Jin Cang also died, further solidifying Ge Xiaogu's belief that Senior Brother Wang Sheng might be the legendary chosen one!

"I was really lucky!"

Wang Sheng nodded, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

"Junior brother, be careful from now on and stick close to me. There may be a large-scale battle. You haven't reached the mid-stage of Ming Jin yet, so don't be reckless."

Luo Zhengwen walked over and said.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Wang Sheng solemnly clasped his hands in a fist and bowed.

"Haha, I'll accept this gift. I'll make sure you're safe and sound later!"

Luo Zhengwen smiled, glanced towards the inner courtyard, and deliberately lowered his voice, saying, "Junior brother, you really are lucky. You clashed with Jin Cang yesterday, and he's dead today. If you weren't only at the early stage of Ming Jin, no one would suspect you. If you were at the early stage of An Jin, you wouldn't have left this courtyard today."

"Haha, senior brother, I've always had good luck. If you ever feel unlucky in the future, just ask me to come and keep watch. Maybe I can help you get rid of your bad luck!"

Wang Sheng laughed a few times.

"Get lost, you're getting all worked up just because I said you're fat."

Luo Zhengwen shook his head and chuckled.

"Why are there a few drops of blood on your skin? What happened? Are you injured?"

Luo Zhengwen suddenly noticed a trace of blood on the side of Wang Sheng's shirt.

"Is there blood here? I don't know how I got this!"

Wang Sheng asked in confusion.

Although he tried his best to avoid getting blood on his hands and leave quickly when he killed someone in the alley, it seems that he still left bloodstains where he couldn't see them.

"Sigh! Too many people have died in the city lately. It's probably just some bloodstain you picked up somewhere..."

"Let's go, let's go and discuss the team formation with Li Hu, Wei Yu and the other senior brothers and sisters."

Luo Zhengwen and Wang Sheng arrived at a place where a group of Ming Jin disciples had gathered.

Ge Xiaogu looked on with envy; he wasn't qualified to follow.

now,

Li Hu, Wei Yu, Wei Lingqin, and others are worried.

"Alas! We're about to clash with the demonic sect members, yet my cultivation still hasn't reached the Dark Force level. I'm not resigned to this!"

Li Hu looked somber, his face betraying his helplessness and disappointment.

One cannot be considered a strong person without mastering internal strength.

Grandmasters of Transformation Realm are extremely rare. They are usually restrained by powerful individuals of the same level and will not indiscriminately slaughter those with Transformation Realm.

But the hidden strength is different; no one can say for sure how many powerful hidden strength practitioners the Demonic Sect has.

If even a master of internal strength were to suddenly appear and break into the group of experts with external strength, it would be a chaotic massacre, impossible to stop.

Decades of cultivation could be instantly wiped out by an enemy with hidden strength.

Therefore, Li Hu was extremely eager to cultivate his inner strength, and the sense of crisis in his heart made him feel like he had a thorn in his side, so he dared not relax.

"We just can't break through. What can we do? At most, we can gather a group together and hope to hold out a little longer against a master of internal energy!"

Wei Yu felt a little annoyed. She crossed her arms, leaned against the wall, crossed her long, fair legs, and said in a cold voice.

She couldn't break through to the next level either. With the world on the verge of chaos, without internal energy cultivation, she barely had the strength to protect herself. This was pure torture for experts like her who had reached the peak of external energy cultivation.

"Hehe! Actually, our strength is not bad either. It's just that disciples like Junior Brother Wang Sheng, who have just stepped into the Ming Jin realm, are unlucky. They probably haven't even killed anyone yet, and they're already facing off against the vicious and insane members of the Demonic Sect!"

Wei Lingqin said with a smile, her eyes fixed on Wang Sheng, the corners of her mouth turned up, she was just happy to see Wang Sheng make a fool of himself.

Wang Sheng was on the same side as Luo Zhengwen. Wei Lingqin had previously looked down on Wang Sheng, a country bumpkin, and had argued with Luo Zhengwen about it.

Even though Wang Sheng has now broken through to the Ming Jin level, Wei Lingqin looks down on him even more.

In her mind, what right did Wang Sheng, the son of a servant and a lowly person, have to be at the same level as her, the Ming Jin realm?

Wang Sheng's breakthrough to the Ming Jin realm was, in Wei Lingqin's eyes, like the beauty she saw being tainted and polluted by a lowly servant.

If Zhao Jie hadn't been so concerned with his reputation and forbade his disciples from fighting amongst themselves, Wei Lingqin would have already started attacking him head-on.

"Senior Sister Wei, you should mind your own business."

Wang Sheng glanced at her and said calmly.

"What kind of tone and attitude is that? How can you treat your senior sister like that? How dare you disrespect her? What are you trying to do?"

Wei Lingqin was about to speak again when Wei Yu interrupted her.

"Alright. We're all gathered here not to listen to you bully your junior brother."

Wei Yu gave Wei Lingqin a cold glance.

"I... I didn't bully him!"

Wei Lingqin tried to explain, but seeing that everyone was looking at her impatiently, she had no choice but to shut up.

"Wang Sheng, come with me for a bit."

Wei Yu thought for a moment, then said something else.

When Wang Sheng was diligently cultivating, Wei Yu felt that Wang Sheng had no chance of breaking through. Although he pitied Wang Sheng's diligence, the two were not related and Wei Yu did not help him.

Now that Wang Sheng has become her junior brother, Wei Yu didn't want to see such a hardworking and honest junior brother die in this great battle against the Demonic Sect, so she casually mentioned it.

"Hurry up and thank your senior sister!"

When Luo Zhengwen saw Wang Sheng looking at him, he immediately became anxious.

Why bother looking at him? He's just a late-stage Ming Jin cultivator; how could he compare to Wei Yu, a Ming Jin master at the Great Perfection? Besides, having more people to protect you means having a better chance of survival.

"Thank you, Senior Sister!"

Wang Sheng had no choice but to bow in greeting.

"You ungrateful brat, you seem unwilling!"

Wei Yu kicked a pebble in front of Wang Sheng with his long legs and said with a smile.

"Alright, enough chit-chat. I have a Blood Explosion Pill here, anyone want it? I need a hundred-forged sword!"

Li Hu spoke first.

Since he had not yet broken through to the Great Perfection of the Dark Force, he naturally also practiced other martial arts.

"I have a longsword here, forged to sixty levels!"

A few breaths later, a Ming Jin disciple with a bitter face stepped forward and demonstrated the long sword in his hand.

After taking it and looking at it, Li Hu finally agreed to the deal.

Then, everyone took turns stating their needs and making transactions.

Wang Sheng then realized that there was another benefit to everyone gathering here.

Soon, it was Wang Sheng's turn.

"I need a protective inner armor, the higher the protection the better. I can pay for it, or I can promise to do him a favor in the future."

Wang Sheng said.

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold, and no one responded.

After all, in this chaotic world, inner armor is a life-saving treasure.

But Wang Sheng only offered money and a promise, which seemed insignificant; who would be willing to make the deal?

"I have an ancestral iron armor at home, which is quite protective. But it's too heavy, extremely heavy, and wearing it will greatly reduce my speed."

A disciple specializing in Ming Jin stepped forward and spoke thoughtfully.

UI.

Heavy armor and similar items are generally not considered by people in the martial arts world; they are mostly found on the battlefields where large armies clash.