Chapter Ninety-Nine: Aren’t You Ashamed?

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“Xia Fairy commands the Universe Sword Manual and its famed blades. You, a mere broken bamboo stick, how many times can you withstand her cuts?” Fire Zhuo, the boy, mocked Huang Ha, laughing twice before adding, “Besides, Xia Fairy also has a set of the Divine Confinement and Absolute Annihilation Formation, which is currently being arranged within the Hurricane World. If you manage to win her favor and borrow this formation, wouldn’t it be easy to slay your enemies?”

Huang Ha Daoist was startled at first but quickly understood Fire Zhuo’s intent, a furious gleam flashing across his face. “I handle matters with confidence. Why would I need others? Fire Zhuo, do you so underestimate me?”

Fire Zhuo smiled but said no more.

Suddenly, the ancient domain lord opened his eyes. A woman in flowing white robes gracefully approached from the east. Her crystal-clear eyes, tall figure, and fluttering sleeves exuded an indescribable charm that captivated the heart.

“Everyone’s here,” Xia’s voice was crisp and melodious, pleasing to the ear.

Hearing her voice, Huang Ha Daoist found her as beautiful as ever, her aura ethereal, and his soul felt at ease. The anger Fire Zhuo stirred within him abated considerably.

Seeing the moon execution blade hanging at her waist, cloaked in a faint moonlight that was crystal clear and beautiful, concealing its sharpness and highlighting her extraordinary grace, Huang Ha Daoist couldn’t help but glance again, thinking that if she ever removed her veil, who knew how stunning she would be.

Xia’s footsteps were light as she soon reached the pavilion. “The grand formation has been arranged. I ask the three of you to enter the formation’s core. We will explain the details then. Once that person arrives in the Hurricane World, we will immediately relocate him into the main formation for extermination.”

A flash of cold light flickered in Xia’s eyes as she spoke.

Fire Zhuo laughed, “I have long heard of the famous Divine Confinement and Absolute Annihilation Formation. It’s rare to see it. Just now, seeing Xia Fairy arranging it made me eager to witness it. Xia Fairy, please lead us to take a look.”

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Feng Shang was still unaware that a great calamity awaited him. At this moment, he furrowed his brows as a large army of starry sky cultivators stood on a Pure Yang Diagram Scroll, vast and imposing, chanting slogans as they passed before him.

“Leader Dan Ya, eternal and peerless in elegance!”

“Young Master Zhi Qian, destined by heaven, heroic and gallant!”

“Childhood sweethearts, a perfect match made in heaven and earth!”

Tens of thousands of star cultivators in neat formations shouted with flushed faces and strained necks, exerting all their strength, advancing while shouting those perplexing, strange slogans.

“What is this?” Feng Shang’s expression was utterly bizarre.

In the spiritual energy universe, there were many arrogant sorts, vain and ostentatious, making grand displays when traveling and enjoying flattery and praise. But what he saw now was unheard of.

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Just the first two phrases, though a bit nonsensical, were somewhat reasonable. But the last one was truly shocking, giving one goosebumps.

“These people are so passionate; what are they saying? Are they confessing?” Little Huang, leaning on the ship, her fair, delicate face flushed with a rosy hue, blinked her big eyes in confusion.

“A wedding procession,” Qing closed the book gently, smiling softly, finding this group noisy yet amusing.

“Novel,” the young man’s eyes sparkled as he commented.

“Funny.”

Feng Shang shook his head with a smile. If this were truly a wedding procession with such grandeur, wouldn’t the bride be frightened? It would be embarrassing for outsiders to witness.

This group consisted of Pure Yang cultists and the Star Evil army, who had traveled a long way here and, coincidentally with Feng Shang, were also heading to the Hurricane World. Little Baldy, upon hearing that many Star Evils were there, immediately volunteered to go and convert them.

Old Yuan naturally agreed cheerfully but did not expect the young master to so blatantly disregard the Universe Origin Cult’s dignity!

The young master admired Leader Dan Ya. The phrases about childhood sweethearts and destined pairs were just thoughts, yet they had so many people shouting them loudly.

Old Yuan felt a headache.

“Sir, those on that ship seem to be laughing at us, offending the dignity of our Universe Origin Cult.”

Among the crowd, Little Baldy sat comfortably on a star chair, surrounded by thousands, hearing joyous words. The feeling was wonderful, his face beaming with a silly grin.

The Pure Yang leader stood nearby, with remarkably sharp hearing. Passing the golden Daoist ship on the Pure Yang Diagram, he heard Feng Shang and the others’ remarks.

“What? Laughing at us! Who?”

Little Baldy suddenly stood up, his cute face instantly full of anger.

Old Yuan couldn’t help but think, who wouldn’t laugh at such a scene? If the elders of the cult saw this, they’d be laughing their teeth off. Young master, go ahead and act up, but you’ll suffer for it later.

“Stop!”

“Hey! You stinky kid, what are you laughing at?”

At Little Baldy’s command, the army suddenly halted, and he pointed at the handsome youth with cyan eyes on the Daoist ship, whose lips curled into a smile, eyes clearly watching them like monkeys.

This made Little Baldy furious.

“Hey, little monk, speak politely.”

Feng Shang shouted carelessly, steering the golden Daoist ship closer to the Pure Yang Diagram, teasingly eyeing Little Baldy. “Are you the so-called Zhi Qian they talk about, childhood sweethearts, a match made in heaven and earth... don’t you feel ashamed hearing such words?”

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“Pfft!”

Qing’er and the others couldn’t hold it and burst out laughing, their eyes crescent moons.

“You... you all...”

Little Baldy’s face flushed red. Seeing Feng Shang laugh so heartily and three beautiful young ladies on the ship also chuckling secretly, his fragile pride was wounded instantly.

“You all have demons in your hearts. I shall convert you.”

Little Baldy was both aggrieved and angry, reaching out to Old Yuan, “Old Yuan, bring me the Crystal Xun!”

“Young master...”

Old Yuan tried to dissuade him. These children were dressed unusually and possessed a Daoist treasure starship, likely of some background. Besides, they were only speaking the truth; even Little Baldy felt embarrassed hearing those words.

“Bring it!”

Little Baldy’s voice was resolute.

“Sigh.”

Old Yuan sighed. The young master’s temper was stubborn, and he was helpless. He took the translucent Crystal Xun from his bosom and placed it in Little Baldy’s hand.

“Hummm—”

Suddenly, the clear Universe Origin Daoist chant sounded like divine music born of the primordial chaos, echoing across the starry sky. Tens of thousands of Pure Yang cultists immediately closed their eyes in enjoyment, faces filled with satisfaction.

“That voice of the Universe Origin Cult?”

Feng Shang suddenly changed expression. When he had infiltrated the Universe Origin Cult, plundered their sacred hall, and urinated in the life pool, he became familiar with their conversion Daoist chant.

“Ah, why am I crying?”

Little Huang’s purple hair was glossy and smooth, her snow-white delicate face and large bright black eyes now looked somewhat dazed, tears glistening from the corners.

“Me too...”

Ying’er murmured, her eyes moist, sparkling with light. Her fragile temperament made her even more pitiful at this moment.

“This is the Universe Origin Daoist chant. Those ragged cultists use it to enslave people. Don’t listen to it,” Feng Shang shouted loudly. At the same time, from thin air, eight small groups appeared to block the ears of the young man and Little Huang.