All the wickedness in the mortal world is on this one face! [New Book Please Collect!]

Zhao Liangchen looked at the small building in the distance, which exuded wisps of yin qi even in broad daylight, his expression extremely indifferent. He even sneered inwardly.

It's just a strange tale from the countryside, what kind of evil thing could be so formidable?

"Does such a trivial matter warrant my attention?"

--He had wanted to shout this at Zhao Liangcai, but the other gave him too much.

Strictly speaking, they were cousins. Zhao Liangcai was apparently a few months older.

By clan lineage, Zhao Liangchen was born into a collateral branch of the Zhao family assigned to manage business in Hangzhou. Zhao Liangcai, on the other hand, was the eldest son of the main family.

Regardless, Zhao Liangcai's status should have been higher than Zhao Liangchen's.

But things changed from the age of six, when Zhao Liangchen was tested and found to have spiritual roots.

Those with spiritual roots were one in ten thousand. The entire Zhao family had only produced this one cultivation seed in decades, and he immediately became the focus of the clan's cultivation efforts.

The main family provided abundant resources, buying him a chance to participate in the Grand Selection of the Righteous Path Sect.

The Righteous Path Sect was one of the Twelve Immortal Sects, a top-tier sect in the world. Anyone who could enter would have an undoubtedly bright future.

However, the elder in charge of the selection dismissed Zhao Liangchen's future with just two sentences.

He glanced at him with disdain, touched him dismissively, smacked his lips, and said, "This child's bone structure is average, and he's too ugly. Forget it."

At a young age, Zhao Liangchen experienced what a bolt from the blue was for the first time.

Fortunately, he had the support of his family. The Zhao family pulled strings everywhere and sent him to the Flying Crane Sect in Hangzhou.

The Flying Crane Sect was considered a famous great sect in Hangzhou Prefecture, possessing considerable foundation. Among sects two tiers below the Twelve Immortal Sects, it was considered a leader...

From the day he entered the Flying Crane Sect, Zhao Liangchen secretly vowed to make the people of the Righteous Path Sect regret their decision.

Thirty years east, thirty years west, don't bully the ugly youth!

So, he worked desperately in the Flying Crane Sect. When others cultivated, he cultivated. When others ate, he cultivated. When others ran naked, he cultivated. When others slept, he cultivated. Day and night, for over ten years without interruption.

With such a tenacious Dao Heart, he became the person with the fastest progress among the disciples of this generation.

At the age of twenty, his cultivation reached the Qi Sea Realm Peak. Even if he were brought back to the Righteous Path Sect, he would be enough to look down upon... a portion of people.

But.

When it came time to select the Chief Disciple of the Flying Crane Sect, he thought he had no competition. However, he was informed that selecting the Chief Disciple wasn't just about cultivation.

Several elders discussed behind closed doors and finally chose his junior brother, who was only at the Qi Sea Realm Early Stage.

Because the junior brother... was handsome.

Zhao Liangchen was stunned.

His Master had advised him, "The Chief Disciple isn't just the most outstanding disciple, but also the facade of the sect, the World Walker representing the sect. You're truly not suitable..."

His Master's words were tactful.

But the meaning was clear: you're ugly.

The Junior Brother, already the focus of much attention, quickly rose to prominence after a few "exorcism" events meticulously arranged by the sect. He gained a large following of supporters and became the most talked-about Immortal Sect Newcomer in Hangzhou City.

The Flying Crane Sect's reputation also rose accordingly.

The more attention he garnered, the more resentful Zhao Liangchen felt.

So what if I'm ugly? So what if I'm ugly?

Does being ugly mean I eat your rice?

He could only counter it all with even more diligent hard cultivation!

He believed that one day, he would make those who looked down on him regret it with his strength. No matter what, they were cultivators. The most important things were pursuing the Great Dao and slaying demons.

Could those handsome guys really use their looks to exorcise evil spirits?

Hmph.

"Cousin, Cousin?" Zhao Liangcai called out obsequiously twice.

Only then did Zhao Liangchen snap out of his thoughts and look at his cousin.

Zhao Liangcai had a pancake face, eyes like green beans, a nose like a garlic bulb, half his face pockmarked and half covered in acne. Every time Zhao Liangchen saw his appearance, he felt a surge of anger.

The most infuriating part was.

He looked almost exactly like himself...

Yes, although they were cousins, their appearances were like twins.

The only difference might be that Zhao Liangchen, having cultivated for a long time, had abundant vital energy and spirit, and his demeanor was more indifferent. His overall impression was one of cold ugliness.

As for Zhao Liangcai, he indulged in worldly pleasures all day, depleting his body, making him appear more frail and weakly ugly.

"What is it?" Zhao Liangchen asked coldly.

"I wanted to say, we're not just dealing with the evil spirits in the ghost tower. The Wang Family kid will be here soon. Cousin, do you have any divine abilities to help me deal with him? I mean, if there aren't any ghosts in that tower, we still need to scare him out," Zhao Liangcai said with a fawning smile.

"Mm," Zhao Liangchen nodded. "I happened to catch a few Little Ghosts recently. They're more than enough to deal with mortals, but..."

His tone shifted: "Since you say that person is also from a prominent family, they should be able to hire a Cultivator too. If he has a Cultivator protecting him, these petty tricks might not be so effective."

"Heh heh, don't worry. How could his Wang Family have connections like ours?" Zhao Liangcai leaned closer: "I estimate he can only hire some local Taoist priests or monks, maybe even a Jianghu Charlatan. Even if he can find a Cultivator, could they be more powerful than you, my esteemed cousin?"

Zhao Liangcai knew his cousin enjoyed flattery, needing it within three sentences.

However, what he said was also true. Zhao Liangchen was indeed considered a master within Hangzhou Prefecture. To be stronger than him, one would have to be in the Spirit Fusion Realm.

Such powerful experts were not easily invited.

Zhao Liangchen nodded gently, agreeing.

Seeing this, Zhao Liangcai felt encouraged and immediately unleashed his tongue:

"I say, our Zhao Family must have had Ancestral Graves Smoking Green to produce someone like you, my esteemed cousin. Within the entire Hangzhou Prefecture, I've never seen a more talented Cultivator than you. I estimate there aren't many in the entire He Luo Dynasty either. Heh heh, those in your year for next year's Immortal Sect Examination are truly unfortunate. I worry for them..."

Zhao Liangchen wanted to maintain his cool demeanor, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch upwards.

He hadn't heard such flattery in a long time.

At the Flying Crane Sect, his relationships with his fellow disciples had always been poor. However, before, relying on his overwhelming cultivation, he still had a couple of sycophants trailing him.

Who knew that after failing to become the Chief Disciple, those people not only shut their mouths but often mocked him behind his back.

He had been in seclusion for a year, intending to slap their faces hard after breaking through, but he was stuck at a bottleneck with no progress.

This time out, besides receiving a large sum of payment from Zhao Liangcai, he also intended to relax.

Now, it seemed Zhao Liangcai could still make him happy.

As Zhao Liangcai was enthusiastically flattering him, two figures flashed out from the slope.

One wore a brocade dark robe with thick eyebrows and large eyes. The other wore an Azure Daoist Robe, looking transcendent and refined.

His expression immediately changed, and he sneered: "Wang Longqi, you actually dare to show up!"

The two arriving were Wang Longqi and Li Chu. Wang Longqi, hearing his taunt, naturally wouldn't back down: "Since someone is tired of living, of course, this young master has to come see how they die!"

"Fine, let's go in and see who dies."

"Whoever chickens out is a grandson!"

After a round of mutual taunting, Wang Longqi and Li Chu also approached.

Zhao Liangchen, in order to maintain his cool image earlier, had deliberately stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.

Only now did he slowly turn his head, his indifferent gaze sweeping across the faces of Wang Longqi and Li Chu...

His pupils suddenly contracted sharply. His gaze seemed to sink into a swamp, and his features froze simultaneously.

Dumbfounded.

Zhao Liangcai, standing beside him, noticed something was wrong and nudged him with his elbow, whispering, "Cousin?"

Zhao Liangchen snapped back to attention slightly, but continued to stare at Li Chu, his lower lip trembling involuntarily.

Li Chu maintained an expression of utter calm, his gaze as indifferent as his own, his demeanor as cool and detached as his. He looked altogether cool and handsome.

As for why Zhao Liangchen was staring at him, Li Chu didn't care. Every time he went out, at least eighty out of a hundred people stared at him. He couldn't possibly go up to each one and ask, "What are you looking at?"

"Hmph!"

After a long pause, Zhao Liangchen let out a heavy hmph, as if he had suffered some great injustice. He flicked his sleeve and turned to walk away.

Zhao Liangcai quickly sidled up to him. "Cousin, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Zhao Liangchen shook his head.

He forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart, but a voice in his mind still roared madly, roughly asking... Why?

Yeah, why?

At this moment, Zhao Liangchen felt that...

All the wickedness in the world was reflected on this one face.

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Every day I want to publish before eight o'clock. I heard that there are more people then and it's easier to increase collections, but every time I look at the time, it's almost ten o'clock... So annoying.