C14 Disdain

"Trust me!" Ying Zui said confidently.

Ying Zui was confident that he wouldn't be afraid of anyone in the same realm as him. He didn't have a cultivation base right now, and his physical body was comparable to a Spirit Opening expert. He wouldn't be afraid even if he met someone from the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect.

The three of them chatted for the whole night. Wang Wenzhong and Xilai Pangpang had told Ying Zui a lot about the cultivation world. Ying Zui absorbed the energy like a sponge. In just one night, he had a deep understanding of the cultivation world based on the culture of the two worlds.

Early in the morning, the innate purple qi accompanied the descent of the divine light. Ying Zui sat cross-legged and looked at Xilai Pangpang and Wang Wenzhong, who were cultivating, with a bitter smile on his face.

He didn't envy Wang Wenzhong and Wang Wenzhong. Their cultivation method wasn't suitable for Ying Zui. Ying Zui wanted to walk a path that no one had ever walked before. Before officially cultivating, he wanted to join the sect. He wanted to read all the books in the Hundred Schools of Thought and create his own invincible cultivation method.

The divine light retreated, and the sunlight illuminated the area. Ying Zui and the other two walked towards the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect's encampment.

Wang Wenzhong and Xilai Pangpang didn't notice that their bodies were instinctively half a step behind Ying Zui, and they regarded Ying Zui as their leader.

Ying Zui smiled faintly. This was the aura that he had tempered in his past life. It would affect the surrounding people in an invisible way.

When the people of Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect noticed that Ying Zui's group was targeting them, a meaningful smile appeared on their faces.

"Young master, when it's necessary, don't fight them head on. What they need to do is to fight them head on!" Wang Wenzhong said worriedly.

In order to confuse the Donglin Temple, Wang Wenzhong discussed with Ying Zui. In the future, he would address himself as Ying Zui's servant.

Ying Zui cast a sidelong glance at Wang Wenzhong and said, "Uncle Wang, I told you last night that they are proud. If you want to gain their recognition, you have to defeat them in terms of pride!"

Wang Wenzhong nodded helplessly. He really didn't want Ying Zui to take the risk. He just wanted Ying Zui to be safe for a hundred years. This was also the original intention of that man.

He had never told Ying Zui about cultivation in more than ten years, but he did not expect Ying Zui to be so outstanding. It could only be said that a tiger's father did not have a dog's son.

In the headquarters of Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect, Ying Zui slightly nodded his head at the old man with good intentions.

"How should I address you, old man? I am Ying Zui. This is my servant, Wang Wenzhong, and my good friend, the Xilai family's Hereditary Prince from the West!" Ying Zui said in a deep voice.

The old man smiled faintly and said, "Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect, senior brother of the inner circle. Chiang Ye!"

"So it's brother Jiang. I have heard of your great name for a long time. The three of us would like to travel with brother Jiang, is that alright?" Ying Zui placed his status on the same level as Chiang Ye.

" Oh? "

"Does Hereditary Prince still need to travel with my Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect if he comes from the west?" Chiang Ye asked.

Xilai Pangpang smiled bitterly and said, "I have long heard the name of the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect. However, I am the only one who participated in the Xilai aristocratic family, so I can only borrow Brother Jiang's power."

At this time, a group of people from the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect surrounded them. One of them, an old lady in her fifties or sixties, sneered and said, "You are too weak!"

"You haven't even mastered the Dao of Seeds. Oh, there is also a person from the yin meridian. The blood essence of the leader is not bad, but unfortunately, he is a mortal!"

"Oh yeah, let's have a fight!"

"What? A bunch of weaklings? I want to fight ten!"

The disciple of Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect was bustling with activity, and it kept talking, causing Chiang Ye's face to be filled with shame and anger.

"Shut up!" Chiang Ye berated.

Xilai Pangpang's expression was somewhat ugly, while Wang Wenzhong remained calm and composed. He would leave everything to Ying Zui to settle.

"Ha, haha!"

"The Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect has such a big reputation, why are they so arrogant?" Ying Zui said with an angry laugh.

Even though he had done some preparations beforehand, how could he not be angry when he was looked down upon by others?

When an ignorant man was angry, blood would splash out in five steps. Within ten steps, he would be able to kill an entire enemy country!

And now, Ying Zui was furious. Two corpses were lying on the ground, and blood was flowing out in five steps. Today was the day!

"I'm sorry!" Chiang Ye pursed his lips in displeasure.

Ying Zui smiled grimly and shouted, "I know that the strong are respected in the cultivation world. You all have your own pride. I won't argue with you all. Today, I have defeated all of you. What do you all think?"

Chiang Ye frowned. He could vaguely feel the powerful Qi and blood in Ying Zui's body, but wasn't it a little too much to be so arrogant?

The scene instantly turned cold. The disciple of Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect looked at Ying Zui and the other two men with hostility. Wang Wenzhong and Xilai Pangpang immediately had a bad feeling.

Ying Zui had the pearl of wisdom in his hand, and there was no change in his expression. Everything was under his control. If he wanted to merge with them, he would have to arouse their proud hearts, defeat them, and conquer them.

The incident that happened in the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect's encampment had caused a huge commotion. It spread at the speed of light, and in an instant, the surrounding area was shaken.

There were people who rushed over to watch the joke, and there were also people who laughed disdainfully. Challenging and merging forces, this kind of thing happened every day.

However, this was the first time they had heard of someone who dared to provoke a first-rate power in the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect.

In a short period of time, the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect's encampment was surrounded by a sea of people.

Ying Zui knew that the three of them had set a precedent for a group of small powers, challenging those big powers that were out of reach in the past.

All the people in the world came for benefits, and all the people in the world came for benefits. No one would do anything without benefits, and Ying Zui was the same!

"Are they the ones who want to overestimate their own abilities and challenge the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect?" On a distant mountain peak, a large group of beautiful girls were discussing.

"Look, that fat pig is also here. It seems like the leader is that young man who doesn't seem to have any spiritual energy!

At this time, Liu Xu'er frowned and said, "It's not that he doesn't show spiritual energy, but that he doesn't have spiritual energy!"

"Saintess, doesn't that mean that he's a mortal?" A female disciple covered her mouth and said in surprise.

Liu Xu'er glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "Is the disciple of Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect a mortal?"

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In short, no one thought highly of Ying Zui and the other two. Their faces were full of disappointment and disdain.

"Brother Ying, as long as you can defeat my junior brothers and sisters, we will accept you wholeheartedly!" Chiang Ye's expression was indifferent, not showing any signs of anger or joy.

"Where is your Saint?" Ying Zui asked.

Chiang Ye was speechless. The Son had always been the scar of the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect. He never thought that after so many years had passed, he would be mentioned again.

Due to Chiang Ye's power and influence, the disciple of Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect didn't dare to speak. However, its ferocious beast like eyes still made Xilai Pangpang and Wang Wenzhong's heart turn cold.

"Disciple of Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect, no one can be the Saint because we are not worthy!" Chiang Ye said angrily.

Ying Zui smiled awkwardly, rubbed his nose and said, "In that case, Brother Jiang, let's fight!"

"Fight!"

Chiang Ye had enough of Ying Zui's ignorance. He shouted loudly, and his aged body instantly condensed an incomparably strong qi and blood, like a horned dragon that was walking on the ground.

Ying Zui stood with his hands behind his back. His seemingly relaxed body had already mobilized the huge amount of qi and blood in his body the moment Chiang Ye shouted for him to fight.

At this moment, everyone was shocked. A seemingly weak mortal had actually condensed such a huge amount of qi and blood, which was not any weaker than Chiang Ye.

Who was Chiang Ye? Although the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect could not be ranked first in this generation, he was still ranked in the top ten. He was the leader of the Suppressing Prison Heaven Sect in the Observation Tomb this time.

Now, a young man had appeared, and his qi and blood were comparable to Chiang Ye's. This man could be seen from this...