Undercurrents Surge

In the Han family's main hall, Han Fei helped Han Qishan sit in the main seat. Afterward, he checked Han Qishan's injuries and felt relieved when he confirmed there were no serious issues.

Qi Xuanxuan: "Han Fei, it was Pang Shuai who injured Uncle Han. Why aren't you teaching him a lesson, but instead targeting his father?"

Han Fei replied: "Because he is a Core Disciple of Class 87, and also my senior brother. If I were to make a move against him, it would be insubordination, which goes against the rules of the Tianyuan Divine Sect."

Qi Xuanxuan said dismissively: "Within the sect, there are quite a few people who have been injured by your hands. Also, the group of black-clothed attackers from the day before yesterday, didn't you notice they were all disciples who graduated from our Divine Sect?"

Han Fei revealed a slight smile: "That's different. They are rebels. As for Pang Shuai, he is still a Core Disciple of Class 87, my fellow disciple."

At the same time, in the Pang family's main hall, Pang Ren's expression was grim. Pang Jun was recuperating, while Pang Shuai stood silently by the window.

Pang Ren said angrily: "I can't swallow this insult. This revenge must be taken."

Pang Shuai frowned: "How do we take revenge? Let's not even mention Qi Xuanxuan's special identity. Even Han Fei's status is far higher than mine. If you don't want our Pang family to be wiped out, it's better we swallow this insult."

Pang Ren retorted: "In the end, it's because you're not as good as him? If your status were higher than Han Fei's, would our Pang family have to endure this humiliation? Useless..."

Pang Shuai turned around abruptly, his eyes like a wild beast, staring intently at Pang Ren. In that instant, Pang Ren felt a strong killing intent.

He stammered: "Wh-what do you want to do?"

Pang Shuai said coldly: "Stop yelling at me, or I'll tear your bones apart. Because of you, my future is ruined. If I've offended the young miss of the Tianyuan Divine Sect, can I still have a good future?"

Pang Ren was speechless.

Just then, the guards flanking the door flew into the hall and collapsed on the ground, unconscious.

This scene startled all three people in the hall.

"Who?"

Two masked women in black robes slowly walked into the hall, one behind the other, clearly in a mistress-servant relationship.

If Han Fei were here, he would recognize the black-clothed figure resembling a servant walking behind as the woman who had saved him that night.

Pang Shuai said coldly: "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Pang residence."

As he spoke, Pang Shuai circulated his Spiritual Energy and took a step forward, his left hand drawing his sword, his right hand gripping the hilt.

Just then, the woman walking behind slightly turned her head, instantly transforming into a black shadow.

Before Pang Shuai could even take his step, and before his sword was even half drawn, it was forced back into the sheath by a powerful force. At the same time, the woman's right arm pressed against Pang Shuai's throat.

Bang! Pang Shuai, who had just taken a step, couldn't even see the opponent's movements clearly before he was slammed against the wall by the window.

The black-clothed woman held Pang Shuai tightly with her right elbow, rendering him unable to move. With her left hand, she struck the hilt of Pang Shuai's sword, while her knee pressed against Pang Shuai's abdomen, completely immobilizing him.

At this moment, the leading woman glanced at Pang Shuai: "Perhaps you are a Core Disciple in the Tianyuan Divine Sect, but in my eyes, you are nothing. If you dare to brandish your broken scrap metal at me again, don't blame me for taking your life."

Saying that, the woman waved her hand, signaling to release him.

The black-clothed maid stepped back, releasing Pang Shuai, and stood respectfully behind the woman.

Even if Pang Ren were foolish, he could tell the situation now.

"May I ask what brings you to my Pang residence? If we can help, my Pang family will do our utmost."

The woman said softly: "It's nothing much, I just heard that your Pang family was insulted and wanted to come and help you."

As she spoke, the woman sat on a side chair, and a golden token appeared in her hand.

Pang Ren tremblingly picked up the token. One side of the token was imprinted with a cloud, and the other side bore the words "Asura Hall."

"Asura Hall?"

Pang Ren clearly didn't know what the Asura Hall was.

He didn't know, but Pang Shuai beside him trembled all over in fear.

"Didn't the Asura Hall disappear long ago? How could it suddenly appear?"

Pang Shuai then shook his head: "No, the Tianyuan Divine Sect is currently investigating the Asura Hall. If they find out our Pang family is colluding with an evil sect, we will be annihilated."

The woman said angrily: "What righteous sect or evil sect? Who conferred the title of righteous sect upon you? And who branded us with the name of an evil sect? Titles are given by people. It's just that the war a hundred years ago was won by the Tianyuan Divine Sect. If our Asura Hall had won, then the evil sect today would be the Tianyuan Divine Sect, wouldn't it?"

Saying that, the woman slowly walked up to Pang Shuai: "Moreover, what can the Tianyuan Divine Sect give you? You have now offended Saintess Qi Xuanxuan. Do you think you can still stay in the Tianyuan Divine Sect in the future?"

Pang Shuai's eyes dimmed: "What is your Asura Hall's objective? What do you need me to do?"

The woman spread her hands: "What do you think you can do? To be honest, with your cultivation at the sixth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, you are like an ant in my eyes."

"Of course, you are not entirely useless. After all, you are still a Core Disciple of the Tianyuan Divine Sect, so you are somewhat useful. From today onwards, I need to know any stir within the inner sect, even which Core Disciple has accepted which missions, I need to know."

Pang Shuai frowned: "Just this?"

The woman nodded: "Just this. In return, I will give you the Asura Hall's top-tier cultivation techniques, which can allow you to rapidly increase your cultivation. If you contribute enough to the Asura Hall in the future, I can even have someone directly bestow it upon you."

Pang Shuai was tempted. Bestowal was the most direct method of advancement. Although there was a high chance of permanent stagnation, it could allow one to reach a coveted realm.

For example, Pang Shuai knew that even if he cultivated his entire life, he would at most reach the Martial Origin Realm, and it was even uncertain if he could reach it. But if someone bestowed their cultivation upon him, using their own power to empower him, it would be different. Pang Shuai could directly reach a very high level of the Martial Origin Realm.

Before Pang Shuai could agree, Pang Ren beside him spoke first: "I agree. My Pang family will work for the Asura Hall from now on."

The woman nodded: "A wise man knows when to adapt. In the future, the Pang family should also try to win over more forces to prepare for what's to come. Of course, when recruiting, you cannot use the name of the Asura Hall. I believe you understand this point."

Pang Shuai said: "Naturally. When will the Asura Hall go to war with the Tianyuan Divine Sect?"

The woman snorted: "Don't ask what you shouldn't. If you want to know secrets, work hard to increase your value. Take this sound transmission stone. If you have important news, transmit it to me directly."

After she finished speaking, the woman turned and left.

In the dead of night, no one knew about this transaction except for the father and son of the Pang family. And a shadow of gloom was gradually descending upon the Tianyuan region.

At dawn, Han Fei slowly woke up. He hadn't cultivated all night. He had chatted with a group of Ancient Gods in the Primordial Group until late before falling into a deep sleep.

This feeling was rare. Han Fei couldn't remember the last time he had slept. He usually spent his nights meditating, so this sudden, comfortable sleep felt exceptionally good.

However, his eyes widened in shock when he opened them. Qi Xuanxuan was currently lowering her head, her face less than an inch from Han Fei's.

Han Fei yelped, "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

Qi Xuanxuan said with a smile, "You're really lazy. There's an A-class mission very close to the capital. Let's go take care of it."

Han Fei frowned, "What mission?"

Taking the mission scroll from Qi Xuanxuan, Han Fei slowly began to read.

"A-class mission, 'Clearing the Sect.' Target: Former Digui Peak Hidden Guard Sixty-Third Squad, a total of five members."

As he read further, he found detailed information about this group of rebellious martial artists.

Han Fei sighed, "As expected of an A-class mission. The leader is at the fifth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, and there are four others at the fourth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm. Xuanxuan, you really think highly of me."

Qi Xuanxuan stuck out her tongue. "Is this difficult for you? According to the deacon at the mission hall, they rely on their squad's high cultivation and don't fear the East Continent Empire's royal family at all. You know, the ruler of the East Continent Empire is only at the sixth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm. This squad truly has nothing to fear."

Han Fei shook his head. "That's different. The royal family has a large army. If a group of Innate Realm experts were to attack them, even if they were all at the fifth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, they might not survive."

Just then, Han Fei and Qi Xuanxuan heard the guards outside shout, "The Emperor has arrived..."

Han Fei glanced at Qi Xuanxuan. "Xuanxuan, you were really accurate. The Emperor has indeed come in person."