If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

The atmosphere in the library today is somewhat unusual.

The once quiet place, where only the sound of turning pages and footsteps could be heard, now seemed restless and uneasy.

The air was filled with the scent of expensive spices, mixed with several extremely powerful spiritual energy fluctuations.

Mo Chengyue sat behind the duty station in the corner of the second floor.

He held the book "Introduction to Formation" in his hands, his head bowed low.

They appear to be studying the classics with utmost seriousness.

In reality, his peripheral vision had already switched to wide-angle mode.

Not only that, he also secretly activated a "Follow-the-Wind Ear Talisman" hidden in his sleeve.

He's a professional at gossiping.

"They're here! Look at the door!"

Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

The hundreds of disciples who had been pretending to consult ancient texts in the lobby all turned their heads away.

Even many disciples who were cultivating on the second floor were leaning on the railings and looking down.

The scene was comparable to a superstar walking the red carpet in a past life.

Four figures approached against the light at the gate.

Leading the way was Ye Wushang, dressed in a purple-gold robe.

Even though this person had just gone through a brutal trial, he still maintained the dignity of a "pay-to-win warrior".

He wore a golden crown to bind his hair and had three top-quality jade pendants for storage hanging from his waist.

It makes a clattering sound when it walks.

That's the sound of money.

Mo Chengyue silently estimated the value of this outfit in his mind.

That's enough to buy about half of the outer gate.

"This isn't a cultivator, it's clearly a walking humanoid spirit stone mine."

Mo Chengyue pursed his lips and picked up his teacup to hide the twitching at the corner of his mouth.

Following closely behind was Xiao Fan, the reborn one.

Although he had changed into a clean black robe, the chilling aura that kept strangers at bay sent shivers down one's spine even from a distance.

His gaze was sharp as a knife, sweeping across the entire room with an arrogant air of looking down on all living beings.

It was as if everyone present was just a nobody to him.

Is this the aura of a protagonist?

He really deserves a beating.

Mo Chengyue shrank his neck, minimizing his presence.

Beside Xiao Fan was Ye Changfeng, the sword genius.

Clad in white, whiter than snow, carrying a long sword on his back.

His expression was utterly indifferent, completely ignoring the fervent gazes directed at him.

It was as if he came here not to receive an award, but to complete some tedious task.

This kind of "aloof and expressionless" persona is a breath of fresh air in a demonic sect like the Hehuan Sect.

She is the white moonlight in the hearts of countless young girls in love.

Several female disciples on the second floor were already clutching their chests, letting out suppressed screams.

The last one is the focus of everyone's attention.

Lin Miaoyin, the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect.

Or we should call her Yu Huanyin now.

Today she changed into a crimson flowing fairy dress, and instead of going barefoot, she wore a pair of shoes embroidered with golden phoenixes.

With a captivating smile on her face, her skirt blossomed like flower petals with every step she took.

That alluring charm that emanated from her very bones made many of the male disciples present breathe heavily.

But Mo Chengyue only felt a chill down his back.

He had personally witnessed the savage way this woman shattered hundreds of battle puppets with a single pipa performance.

This is a beautiful snake disguised as a beautiful woman.

Whoever touches it will die.

"Four senior brothers and sisters, this way please."

Lin Wanqing, a small figure, went to greet them.

Her voice was trembling, and her legs were shaking.

Facing these four ruthless individuals who had just gone on a killing spree during the trial, she, a nobody in the Qi Refining stage, felt immense pressure.

Ye Wushang stopped and looked down at Lin Wanqing.

"Is Elder Chen on the ninth floor?"

His tone was arrogant, with an air of self-importance and condescension.

Lin Wanqing swallowed hard and stammered her reply.

"Yes...yes."

"Elder Chen instructed that if any of the senior brothers and sisters arrive, they should be taken up directly."

Ye Wushang snorted coldly, seemingly dissatisfied with the wait.

"lead the way."

He uttered two words and then looked at Lin Wanqing again.

"Wait a minute."

A sinister voice suddenly rang out.

Xiao Fan stepped forward and stood in front of Ye Wushang.

The air between the two of them froze instantly.

The smell of gunpowder was extremely strong.

The disciples watching from the surrounding area instantly became excited.

Fight!Fight!

This is a continuation of the ranking battle in the Apocalypse Trials!

"What advice do you have for me, Junior Brother Xiao?"

Ye Wushang narrowed his eyes, and a golden talisman appeared in his hand.

If Xiao Fan dares to make a move, he wouldn't mind smashing him to death with spirit stones right here.

Anyway, he can afford to pay for the damage to the library.

Xiao Fan gave a mocking smile.

"What's the rush, Senior Brother Ye?"

"Since this ninth floor is Elder Chen's territory, we must naturally follow the rules."

"In terms of trial points ranking, Senior Brother Ye is first, I am second, and Senior Sister Lin is third."

"You, who came in fourth, are walking at the very front. Don't you have any sense of hierarchy?"

To kill someone is to destroy their spirit.

These words were like stabbing Ye Wushang in the lungs.

Who doesn't know how much money Ye Wushang spent on this trial?

In the end, they still lost to these three "freaks".

Ye Wushang's face instantly turned liver-colored.

The talisman in his hand shone brightly, and a terrifying surge of spiritual energy was about to erupt.

"Gentlemen, this is the Sutra Repository."

Ye Changfeng, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up.

The sound was clear and cold, like ice spring striking stone.

"Go fight outside if you want, don't waste my time."

After saying that, he didn't even glance at the two of them, but walked straight past them and nodded slightly to Lin Wanqing.

"Please lead the way, junior sister."

Lin Wanqing felt as if she had been granted a pardon and nodded vigorously.

"Senior Brother Ye, please follow me!"

She didn't want to stay caught between Ye Wushang and Xiao Fan for even a second longer.

Too scary!

Watching Ye Changfeng's departing figure, Ye Wushang and Xiao Fan exchanged a glance, each letting out a cold snort, and concealed their auras.

Taking action here would certainly be unwise.

Elder Chen is such a rigid old man; when he gets angry, even the sect leader has to give him some face.

A storm was averted without a trace.

A collective sigh of regret escaped from the onlookers.

Mo Chengyue sighed inwardly.

Pity.

If a fight really breaks out, he might even be able to take advantage of the chaos to draw a few more "spectator symbols".

Just then.

Lin Miaoyin, who had been standing by watching the show, suddenly moved.

She didn't follow immediately, but turned around, her beautiful eyes sweeping over the crowd in the hall.

Those eyes were searching for prey.

Mo Chengyue's heart skipped a beat.

An ominous premonition welled up in my heart.

What is this woman trying to do?

Are they still looking for that "fatso"?

as predicted.

Lin Miaoyin parted her red lips slightly, her voice sweet and seductive, yet tinged with a hint of coldness.

"Fellow disciples."

"When you walk around the sect, if you see any suspicious-looking,... plump and lewd fat men..."

"Remember to let me know when you come to Zizhu Peak."

"This holy maiden will reward you handsomely."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to every corner.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

"A fat guy? In a place like the Hehuan Sect where looks matter, there are fat guys?"

"What kind of taste does the Holy Maiden have? Does she like that kind of thing?"

"Shh! Are you out of your mind?! Can't you hear the murderous intent in the Holy Maiden's tone?"

Mo Chengyue sat in the corner, feeling his back soaked in cold sweat.

He subconsciously touched his flat stomach.

Fortunately.

I am now a handsome, slender, and harmless disciple guarding the Sutra Repository.

It has absolutely nothing to do with that sleazy fat guy.

"This woman holds a grudge."

Mo Chengyue cursed inwardly.

Back in the trial, in order to snatch that top-grade black gold, he disguised himself as a "fat guy" and tricked Lin Miaoyin badly.

Not only did they steal the monster, they also managed to make her "Pipa Fairy" look disheveled.

I never expected that even after it's all over, she would still be thinking about it.