The Surface Ending

Someone asked, "Is your sect planning to fully intervene in the South Sea?"

Yu Shang silently acquiesced.

The Rogue Cultivators looked at one another.

To be honest, if the Profound Yin Sect monopolized the South Sea and still intended to capture clams, even those who had originally opposed clam-catching would feel uncomfortable. But favors had been exchanged first, and it was rather difficult for them to voice opposition now.

On the other hand, not every Rogue Cultivator had come out of goodwill. Their disciples might have been hot-blooded, but these old daoists, crafty as old foxes, were not necessarily so. Everyone understood how to size up the situation, and quite a few even wanted to fish in troubled waters.

Now, as people looked at Yu Shang and Xuanqing Zhenren, their eyes were filled with deep apprehension.

Xuanqing Zhenren alone, at the early Shining Sun stage, would have been one thing. But where had this Yu Shangzi crawled out from? The intent of Shining Sun Completion was practically written into her aura. Just where had the Profound Yin Sect found so many powerful experts?

Yu Shangzi's appearance was not for negotiations at all, but for intimidation.

What did it mean to size up the situation? It meant letting them decide what was good for them.

After a long silence, Supreme Real Person could only say, "Even if we did not come for the Clam Girls, we still must avenge ourselves."

Yu Shang smiled faintly. "If that is all, then would that not be easy to handle? We will capture those people and deliver them to you, fellow Daoists..."

Rumble, rumble... Lightning suddenly flashed across the distant horizon.

Qin Yi was over there, busy giving people a beating.

"Ch-Chaos Divine Lightning!" Someone recognized it and turned pale with fright.

A Qian Yuan