I risked my life, using the butterfly effect to shatter the immortal realm.

Chapter 131 The Death Scene of the Sect: Tianjizi, why are you aiming your brick at the lower body?

Dead silence.

The suffocating silence lasted only three breaths.

Immediately afterwards, a roar powerful enough to shatter the protective array of the mountain resounded in front of the Taiqing Hall.

"Ancient! Three! Through!"

The chief of Ten Thousand Beasts Peak, Man Gu, has gone mad.

This voice carries no trace of spiritual power or skill; it's entirely filled with heart-wrenching personal grievances.

The burly man, over two meters tall, transformed into an out-of-control war chariot, causing the bluestone slabs beneath his feet to crumble inch by inch.

He somehow pulled a broken stone pillar from his hand—it was the Huabiao (ornamental column) that had stood at the entrance of the Taiqing Hall for a thousand years.

"Back then, I sent you spirit pork for a full six months!"

"You said Hongxiu thought I was greasy! Turns out it all went into your stomach!"

Barbarian Bone charged forward while wailing loudly.

Like a 300-pound giant baby whose lollipop has been stolen.

The stone pillar in his hand, accompanied by the sounds of wind and thunder, slammed down hard on Gu Santong's skull.

"Give me back my first love!"

"Give me back my pork!"

"That's a spotted pig I raised for three years! That's the pig I planned to use as a dowry!"

On the ruins not far away.

The Eclipse Moon Chef Magic King, who was originally wielding two large spatulas, ready to "stir-fry" the righteous path, suddenly froze in his tracks.

As a master chef with an extreme pursuit of ingredients, his eyes instantly welled up with tears.

A sense of shared sorrow and indignation arose spontaneously.

He shouted at the barbarian, "Brother! I understand you!"

"It's a waste for top-quality ingredients to be eaten by pigs, but it's a crime for them to be ruined by people who don't know how to eat!"

"Smash him to death! Use that stone pillar to pound the minced meat until it's soft!"

Gu Santong was about to swallow the last bite of the chicken leg.

Seeing this, he was so frightened that his throat tightened, and he swallowed the bone, choking until his eyes rolled back.

"You barbarian! Let your senior brother explain!"

"That's to help you lose weight! You know Junior Sister Hongxiu likes slim girls—"

"Bullshit! Die!"

His answer was a massive stone pillar hurtling towards him.

Gu Santong let out a strange cry and slipped away.

His body twisted into a pretzel shape in a bizarre way, barely avoiding the fatal blow.

Boom!

The stone pillar crashed into the ruins behind him, kicking up clouds of dust and even chipping a corner of the steps of the Taiqing Hall.

But this was just the beginning of a nightmare.

"Old thief! Prepare to die!"

Qin Mian, the Dan Ding Peak Master who was usually meticulous and even recycled and refined a single waste pill, was now completely enraged.

He unleashed his natal magic weapon.

That huge, gleaming abacus.

"My elixir of youth!"

"That one took forty-nine days to refine!"

Qin Mian's face contorted with heartache.

"You actually sold it?"

"You owe me money! Thirty thousand spirit stones, not a penny less!"

The ancient three passages fled in panic.

While dodging the abacus beads that flew like shooting stars, he still stubbornly insisted, "Talking about money hurts feelings! Old Qin, we're friends who've risked our lives for each other!"

"Besides, even though I sold the pills, I didn't keep all the money for myself!"

"I—didn't I treat you to drinks?"

Qin Mian was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How dare you bring that up?!"

"You're using our money to treat us to fake alcohol! And it's watered down!"

Just then, a sinister figure joined the battle.

Tianjizi.

This charlatan, who was known for his refined manners and unerring calculations, now had his hair disheveled.

He was holding a brick in his hand.

That's right, it's just a bluestone brick picked up from the ground.

He couldn't even be bothered to use his natal flying sword; he just wanted to vent his anger in the most primal way.

"You told Hongxiu I have a hidden illness?!"

"You're saying I'm impotent?!"

Tianjizi was so angry that he trembled all over.

The bricks were wielded with great force, each move revolving around the most vulgar and offensive techniques of the ancient Three Passes.

Each strike carried a ruthless force capable of crushing a man's testicles.

"Today I'm going to show you what true 'hard' truth is!"

This scene left the members of the Eclipse Moon Cult dumbfounded.

Blood Blade Guardian, who was carrying the Ghost Head Blade, almost dropped his jaw to the ground, forgetting to even lift the blade.

He nudged the Thousand-Faced Protector beside him, his voice filled with confusion: "Thousand-Faced, have we come to the wrong place?"

"This...this is the high-ranking member of the Qingxuan Sect, who is hailed as the leader of the righteous path?"

"How come their fighting is even more vulgar than our Demonic Sect's street turf wars?"

"That's a brick, isn't it? It's definitely a brick!"

The Thousand-Faced Protector, wearing Liu Ruyan's face, waved his fan with a complex expression: "This must be what they call 'returning to simplicity.'"

"However, the fact that Tianjizi is impotent—tsk tsk, that's invaluable information. I'll have to write it down later."

On the edge of the battlefield.

Yu Liang hid behind the golem, holding a megaphone, enjoying the spectacle.

A voice echoed throughout the hall: "Exquisite!"

"Master Tianjizi's 'Looking Back at the Moon' move was brilliant!"

"Specializing in the lower body, it seems he still harbors resentment over the rumors from back then and wants to personally test his master's resilience!"

Gu Santong jumped around like an old monkey being ganged up on.

He had just been hit on the butt with an abacus bead, and then he almost got his head smashed open with a brick.

"Misunderstanding! That was to help you ward off unwanted suitors!"

"How can a person who cultivates the Tao be bound by romantic love?"

"I did this for your sake, for the sake of your spiritual path! My intentions were profound! Heaven bears witness!"

"Good intentions my foot!"

Ouyang Ye was not to be outdone.

His prosthetic eye flashed red light and emitted a piercing buzzing sound, clearly indicating that it was overloaded to the point of exploding.

He pulled a giant wrench, as wide as a door panel, from his storage bag.

Those were the heavy tools he used to repair the core of the mountain-protecting array.

"You're saying I forged the lower half into a detachable magical artifact?!"

"They even said they need two pounds of lubricant in the bridal chamber?!"

Ouyang Ye brandished his large wrench and let out a fierce roar.

That was the desperate cry of a science and engineering man whose dignity had been trampled upon.

"I did that in pursuit of the ultimate art of ingenuity!"

"That's a sophisticated psionic transmission structure! It's art!"

"You actually described it as something obscene?!"

"And they even spread rumors that I was holding a lump of iron and calling out Hongxiu's name?!"

"That's a voice control test! A test! Don't you even know what rigor means?!"

"Gu Santong! Today I'm going to dismantle you into pieces and stuff you into puppets to sweep latrines! For ten thousand years!"

The four chief ministers besieged them.

The situation briefly spiraled out of control.

Just then, a figure filled with despair and indignation staggered into the battle.

He is the head of the Enforcement Hall, Tie Wuqing.

This is a germaphobe who is always impeccably clean, even measuring his sideburns with a ruler.

At this moment, he was holding the thick book, "The Complete Rules of the Qingxuan Sect".

His hands trembled, and his face was as pale as paper.

He looked at the scene before him:

The barbarian is crying like a pig.

Qin Mian is collecting debts.

Tianjizi is wielding a brick to prove he's "tough".

Ouyang Ye was roaring at the lubricating oil.

"Destroyed—"

"It's all destroyed—"

Tie Wuqing let out a mournful cry like a cuckoo's lament, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks.

"I have worked diligently for three hundred years!"

"We enforce discipline, appearance, urination and defecation in public, and spitting every day!"

"Even in my sleep, I uphold the sect's image of lofty integrity and otherworldly virtue!"

"And the result?!"

"It was rotten to the core all along! And it was rotten because of you, you troublemaker!"

Tie Wuqing suddenly looked up and stared intently at Gu Santong.

The anger in his eyes was purer than all the others combined.

That was the madness that followed the collapse of faith.

"The Three Ancient Passes!"

"You didn't just deceive their feelings!"

"You've thrown the Qingxuan Sect's three thousand years of reputation into a latrine and stomped on it ten thousand times!"

"Senior Brother Tianjizi's impotence—Junior Brother Ouyang's lubricant—"

"If this kind of scandal gets out, how will the Qingxuan Sect ever be able to maintain its reputation in the cultivation world again?"

"How can our enforcement department hold our heads high and issue fines from now on?!"

"You are the biggest stain on the sect! You are walking garbage! You are a stubborn stain that must be removed!"

Iron Heartless's defenses were completely breached.

He did not draw his sword.

Instead, he held high the "Complete Works" made of black iron.

He rushed forward like a crazed headmaster.

"Since the rules can't control you!"

"Today, I'll use this set of rules to physically exorcise this scourge of yours!"

"Die! For the sake of Qingxuan Sect's innocence! For the sake of the fallen sect's image!"

boom!

The thick set of rules slammed into the back of Gu Santong's head.

It produced a crisp, metallic clang.

Gu Santong staggered from the impact, seeing stars.