It's clearly a crossover game, but the system insists it's a pirate game.

The biggest gain in Chapter 84 was an unexpected one.

The six major factions possessed superior high-end combat power, which forced the Five Elements Flags to retreat.

Adhering to the strategy of advancing when the enemy retreats and striking a drowning dog, the six major factions charged forward in one fell swoop, and many unnecessary sacrifices occurred along this route.

But both sides were blinded by rage and didn't care about anything else; they just wanted to wipe out the other.

Zhou Ye followed them all the way to the main hall of Bright Peak, when he suddenly frowned: someone was hiding in the shadows!

This is interesting. Even if Zhang Wuji is gone, could a Li Wuji suddenly appear?

This trip was worthwhile!

He rummaged in his sleeve pocket and, finding that he had finished all the sunflower seeds, switched to the other sleeve and pulled out some dried sweet potato, which he then ate in small bites.

The main hall was in complete chaos, with the essence of martial arts from various schools on display. But the most impressive group was the girls from the Emei Sect. With the Nine Yin Manual as their foundation, their strength had already reached the peak of the second tier. In other words, they should be able to reach the ranks of great pirates with a bounty of 100 million, but they were still a bit short of becoming supernovas, mainly because they lacked experience.

Next up were the Shaolin monks. Although they were all monks, they were all hot-tempered. When they got angry, they would use any move they could think of, especially the Dragon Claw Hand, which they used in a rather underhanded way.

Wudang—the Wudang sect practically had a sign on their foreheads saying "go easy on them." They would injure but not kill other members of the Ming Cult, but with the Tianying Cult, they didn't even bother to injure them. The Wudang Cotton Palm technique was used entirely on the Tianying Cult members.

As for the other three factions—it's unbearable to watch. The five scattered people are suppressing and beating them. They are all experts from their own sects, and their disciples are all injured by now.

The battle lasted for an hour. Finally, everyone was exhausted. Zhou Ye had also eaten enough. He turned his gaze to the top of the main hall, but judging from the other side's movements, it didn't seem like they wanted to show themselves.

Zhou Ye chuckled: "Then I'll help you out."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Five shots were fired in quick succession, and a piece of the ceiling fell from the top of the hall, along with two other people.

The six major sects were stunned, and the Ming Cult was also dumbfounded, because although they did not recognize the two people who fell, they could guess who they were.

Lengyan, Fang Yeyu, is a disciple of the demonic master Pang Ban.

Everything else is negotiable, but the main question is: why are these two people here?

The Ming Cult had always been at odds with the Yuan Dynasty, and these two were actually top-notch fighters in the Yuan court, holding official positions.

"Although it's a bit unexpected—" Fang Yeyu straightened up, dusted himself off, and addressed the members of the six major sects and the Ming Cult, "but today, I ask that you all die here."

Leng Yan sneered, raised the bottle in his hand, and then smashed it violently to the ground.

This contains a high concentration of Ten Fragrant Tendon-Softening Powder. Once it's released, everyone except the two brothers who have already taken the antidote will lose their internal energy, collapse to the ground, and wait to die.

But no matter how much they planned, no one expected the bottle wouldn't break, because someone caught it, and that person was Zhou Ye.

Ever since he was poisoned by the "Sad Breeze" in the apricot grove, Zhou Ye had become very interested in this type of non-lethal poison, but he had been busy with other things over the years and had gradually forgotten about it.

But now, with such a big bottle right in front of me, it would be such a waste to just let it fall to the ground!

Leng Yan stared blankly at Zhou Ye, who had suddenly appeared beside him, holding the Ten-Fragrance Tendon-Softening Powder in his hand. Zhou Ye smiled at him and asked, "Is there any more?"

"No—that's all. That's all I brought with me this time."

Zhou Ye sighed and said, "Alright then, good luck to you."

He walked away with the bottle, but the way the Ming Cult and the six major sects looked at the two of them was rather strange—

At this point, the six major sects and the Ming Cult could put aside their hatred and deal with these two outsiders first.

As for how the fight went, Zhou Ye didn't care. He took the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder and retreated outside the main hall, opened a crack, and then smelled it.

"Not bad, it smells like flowers—"

After smelling it, Zhou Ye felt a tingling and numb sensation all over his body, but this feeling quickly disappeared. His domineering aura finally stirred. Under the stimulation of the Ten Fragrant Softening Powder, it autonomously began to recover his body and also stimulated the growth of his domineering aura, albeit only a tiny bit.

Just for this reason alone, it was worth the trip!

"The Buster Call failed, but the host succeeded in following up. The Poneglyph fragment has been distributed, and the Rumble-Rumble Fruit's power of sound has been released."

Looking at the fragment of the Poneglyph in his hand, which was only the size of a children's Rubik's Cube, Zhou Ye didn't even want to speak. It was a fragment, and it was a real fragment, broken into very fine pieces!

Furthermore, the thunder-thunder fruit's loud sound isn't just empty rumble; it allows one's voice to travel much farther, similar to a telepathic message, except that this telepathic message carries a hint of thunder.

So, the biggest gain from this long trip was actually this unexpected bottle of Ten-Fragrance Tendon-Softening Powder.

What could Zhou Ye do besides sigh after taking stock of everything?

However, he did not expect that Pang Ban would take over this matter. Shouldn't it have been the Prince of Ruyang's mansion?

Forget it, everything's in chaos now anyway. Zhou Ye didn't want to worry about what was happening on Bright Peak or whether the Ming Cult would just disappear. He went down the mountain, found his camel, and then slowly headed towards the Central Plains. He planned to go to the Pegasus Ranch first to see what his eldest daughter-in-law was like. As her father, he should give her a gift.

Just as they were about to leave the desert, the camels suddenly stopped and knelt down without any command.

Zhou Ye, who was lying on top, opened his eyes and chuckled, "Are all you Grandmasters this idle? And who are these two—"

Leng Yan and Fang Yeyu gritted their teeth in anger. Everything was planned, but after this guy took away the Ten Fragrant Softening Powder, they were surrounded and attacked. Two fists can't fight four hands. People from the six major sects all hit them in the face, and the Ming Cult's grandsons specifically targeted their groin.

If their master hadn't arrived in time, they might be dead by now!

Pang Ban sized Zhou Ye up and down, and was quite surprised to find that he had no internal energy: "I wouldn't bother killing someone like that, I'll leave him to you—"

"Sizzle!"

Before Pang Ban could finish speaking, he looked at the bloody hole in his shoulder, his eyes narrowed, and he grabbed one of his disciples with each hand, his whole body floating backward like a kite.

Zhou Ye didn't pursue. Using a ray of light-speed finger gun on a Grandmaster wasn't a waste. He just hadn't expected the Grandmaster's true energy to be so skillful. He'd aimed for Pang Ban's heart, but the protective true energy had deflected it, changing its direction and ultimately only piercing his shoulder.

It seems I'll need to be more careful next time I encounter a Grandmaster, or perhaps refine my domineering aura even further.