After learning of Yue Buyi's final fate, Wang Chen was shocked by Yu Fei's methods—and could not help but feel deeply wary of the Joyous Union Sect.
In his usual impression, the Joyous Union Sect had always been a lowly, disreputable cultivation sect.
That impression had first come from the Joyous Union Sect of the Mountain Sea Realm. The sect's female cultivators served others with their beauty, earning Spirit Stones while siphoning yang to cultivate, and were despised by many orthodox cultivators.
Whenever people spoke of Joyous Union female cultivators, they were either contemptuous or suggestive.
Though Wang Chen had never sampled the abilities of a Joyous Union female cultivator, he had heard enough that prejudice had naturally taken root in his heart.
After coming to the Haotian Realm, the Joyous Union Sect had merely changed its name from Joyous Union Sect—same soup, different bowl.
Thus, when he had first met Yu Fei, Wang Chen had not thought much of her. Only after becoming somewhat familiar with her and learning that she was vastly different from ordinary Joyous Union female cultivators had his opinion improved considerably.
Yet he still instinctively looked down on the Joyous Union Sect.
But now, Wang Chen suddenly realized that he had very likely gravely underestimated this sect that people so despised!
Although the Joyous Union Sect's influence had vanished from Yongle Immortal City on the surface, the power it concealed in the shadows could not be underestimated. Wang Chen suspected that it had already infiltrated every facet of both the upper and lower levels.
Otherwise, how could Yu Fei have so easily grasped his whereabouts and movements? And how could she dare act so recklessly within the city, even stirring up such tremendous turmoil?
Yet caution was one thing. As a mere Purple Mansion cultivator,