Fairy, I'm going to control you tightly!

The surrounding noise seemed to decrease a bit.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of laughter erupted.

"A mere rogue cultivator at the second level of Qi Refining dares to participate in the Demonic Path Grand Competition?! Hahahaha!"

"This is absolutely hilarious! Are all rogue cultivators these days so utterly reckless?"

"If he were to face any other competitor, he'd probably be knocked out before they even got going!"

Ji Nanbei suddenly understood why the "scumbag senior sister" asserted that he wouldn't "slack off" in his role as her.

Are these demonic disciples all a bit mentally unstable?

Although the demonic path does indeed adhere to the law of strength and the survival of the fittest.

Ji Nanbei was not unprepared beforehand—as a rogue cultivator without any sect or faction, and with such a low level of cultivation, he was bound to be looked down upon.

But... are these people really not afraid of kicking a hornet's nest by mocking us so recklessly right from the start?

Is this what they mean by "extreme foul language brings extreme enjoyment"?

You'd have to be tough enough to withstand the backlash!

To be honest, Ji Nanbei even suspected that these guys were specially hired by his senior sister to "make sarcastic remarks".

Ji Nanbei looked at Lin Mengxi not far away and transmitted his voice, "Senior Sister, do you think I would care about these people with empty fame and reputation? What if I insist on 'acting' as you?"

Lin Mengxi replied telepathically with a smile:

"Don't be impatient, the most 'exciting' part is yet to come."

Ji Nanbei was taken aback, and then keenly sensed that several cultivators beside him were silently approaching him.

"Hey, what are you doing here, you weakling cultivator? Get out of my way! Can't you see I'm wearing the robes of an inner disciple of the Blood Transformation Sect? Don't get in my way!"

"Exactly! They should know their own limitations and go home to wash up and go to sleep! What kind of toad dares to dream of eating swan meat?"

"Today, I, your humble servant, will maintain order here! You weakling cultivator, what are you doing participating in the Demonic Path Competition? Get lost!"

Oh, so this is what my senior sister meant by "big".

Looking at these disciples of the Blood Transformation Sect, Ji Nanbei wondered if their brains had been contaminated by something unclean.

He really behaves like a typical third-rate villain from a folk tale.

Ji Nanbei was even considering whether he should follow the "standard procedure"—suddenly unleash his true strength, knock out the teeth of these insolent fellows, and then wait for their elders to come and provoke him.

After some further maneuvering, once they have enough strength, they will even strip their elders of their dignity.

"Hey! I'm talking to you, are you deaf?!"

One of them, already impatient, reached out and tried to roughly shove Ji Nanbei away.

At this moment, subtle purple lightning flickered at Ji Nanbei's fingertips. He was absolutely certain that this punch would be enough to keep his opponent bedridden for three months, unable to take care of himself.

However, at that moment, a figure suddenly intervened, blocking the hand that was being pushed towards Ji Nanbei.

"Is this how the Blood Transformation Sect acts—so domineering and arrogant? So what if I'm a rogue cultivator? What business is it of yours if I sign up for the competition?"

Ji Nanbei turned his head to look.

They were several women dressed in flamboyant attire and with striking good looks.

Ji Nanbei didn't even need to think to determine that these people were most likely disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

Sure enough, the next sentence confirmed his guess.

"This handsome young man, don't you think so? I am a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, why don't you come with me..."

Before the words were even finished, a low rumble of thunder seemed to explode in the air!

Ji Nanbei slammed his fist heavily on the solid wood square table used for registration!

The heavy wooden table instantly turned to dust under the immense force! The hard ground below was also blasted into a shocking crater by the terrifying force of Ji Nanbei's fist!

Purple lightning crackled at his fingertips, and an incomparably violent aura spread out from him, causing all the surrounding cultivators to feel an almost suffocating sense of powerful pressure.

The awe-inspiring power emanating from the talent of "the foremost person of the righteous path" was on full display at this moment.

In an instant, the entire room fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Ji Nanbei really couldn't hold back.

It's bad enough that he's looked down upon, but how come anyone dares to have designs on his "good looks"?

He casually tossed ten spirit stones on the ground and coldly said, "Ji Nanbei, register!"

After uttering those four short words, Ji Nanbei turned and left without looking back.

Everyone was stunned by the terrifying aura that suddenly erupted from Ji Nanbei, and for a moment no one could react.

Only after Ji Nanbei's figure disappeared around the street corner did the cultivator in charge of registration bend down to pick up the spirit stones on the ground. He then looked at the horrifying crater on the ground, which was purely created by physical force, and subconsciously swallowed.

After leaving the registration area, Ji Nanbei sighed softly.

Lin Mengxi laughed.

"How about it? Now you don't want to 'slack off' anymore, right?"

"really."

"I told you long ago, these guys from the demonic path won't treat you like a human being if you act like a coward. Only by using ruthless methods can you..."

"Wait, Senior Sister. Was it like this when you participated in this Demonic Path Competition?"

"Of course not. Some people did try to make noise back then, but before they could finish speaking, I, their senior sister, had already fired a shot, completely extinguishing their hopes of carrying on the family line..."

"Alright, senior sister, that's enough. There's no need to go into these details; they're probably not suitable for widespread dissemination."

During their casual conversation, Ji Nanbei's emotions had calmed down.

The two found the most luxurious inn in the Demon City, booked two superior rooms, and settled down for the time being.

Having just checked in, Lin Mengxi was excitedly planning to drag Ji Nanbei out for a stroll and experience the sights of this Demon Gathering City when—

A system notification suddenly popped up in his mind.

That wasn't a regular notification that appeared due to triggering a mission or eliminating a target; it was a special alarm that Ji Nanbei had never seen before.

Ji Nanbei took a closer look, and his brows immediately furrowed.

[WARNING: The body associated with the third soul-binding slot is currently in mortal danger. If the target dies, the body's data will be automatically deleted.]

A system notification popped up, and Ji Nanbei frowned.

The third slot naturally refers to the manic girl with the Nine Yuan Elixir Body.

But this matter concerns the life and death of our master.

Moreover, Ji Nanbei didn't think he could find another person who could save his master.

"Senior sister, I'm a little tired. I'll go back and rest for a while."

Lin Mengxi naturally didn't think too much about it. Upon hearing this, she simply nodded and didn't say anything more.