Dug waited for news from the Divine Fist Gate disciples.
Feng Zhong's letters finally reached the major sects, and what had happened in Luyang City spread throughout Great Qian along with the traveling merchants.
The Heavenly Demon's descent into the world, and the Peacekeeping Gang that upheld the common people's interests in Luyang City, became the talk of everyone.
"Holy shit, who the hell is this guy? He just flipped the whole table over! Is he seriously not leaving anyone else a way to survive...?"
"Feng Qi? The Peacekeeping Gang? Interesting. He showed his hand right away. Who gave you the nerve...?"
"Enjoy your moment while you can. The first to get fat isn't the real winner; the one who gets fat last crushes the bed. I hope you can hold on until the end. There aren't many contestants this interesting."
"Upholding what, my ass. I need to figure out what his real Keyword is."
"Taotie, what a great Keyword. What a waste to use it like that. So stupid!"
"Maybe I should visit Luyang City. This guy has caused such a huge stir, so his ranking must be high. If I kill him and inherit his legacy, it'll be much faster than slowly cultivating my own Keyword. But there are three of them. They probably won't be easy to deal with..."
"So someone really found companions in the Simulation Arena. Three lucky bastards!"
The table they had so carefully kept hidden had been flipped over. Simulation Arena contestants everywhere were practically going mad, and most of them expressed intense outrage at Dug's actions.
Even more people were at their wits' end.
After all.
Not everyone's Keyword was suitable for playing out in the open.
Especially after the news spread, the common folk and major sects launched a