Looking Down on People with Dog Eyes, Deliberately Making Things Difficult?

"What are you looking at? Get lost, all of you! Did you hear me? Don't delay us, we're working here."

These two were acting like they held the Emperor hostage, but they were just small-time guards, and they didn't even put Ye Yang in their eyes.

"Looks like this young hero is new here and doesn't know the rules. No wonder he's being targeted like this."

"That's right, he looks like he's not short on money, so why can't he even cough up a little something?"

The crowd chattered behind his back, not daring to offend the two guards directly, so they paid what was due.

"Young hero, you're new here. How about I lend you a spirit stone?" Just as he was wondering whether to pay or not, a man walked up to him, offering his goodwill.

"A'Dai, you're being foolish again! Are you some kind of charity case? Stop being silly and go away."

Ye Yang thought someone was being kind, but it turned out they were just making a joke out of him, using him as a tool for amusement.

As night approached, everyone sped up, because there was an unwritten rule here: at night, besides the appearance of ferocious beasts, there were also the most bizarre sandstorms.

Looking down from high above, White Cloud City resembled a giant lion, lying prostrate in the sand. The city walls were towering and sturdy, wide enough for several carriages to run side by side.

"The Young Sect Master has followed your instructions, and those two will make things difficult for that kid. I just don't know how he'll handle it."

"How will he handle it? He'll stew! We have to give him a rude awakening. He thinks he can challenge me and defeat me on the Arena of the Chosen? He's dreaming."

"Of course. Who is the Young Sect Master? He's the number one genius of the younger generation in Central Province! Who is Ye Yang? Just a small, discarded Young Sect Master of the Ye Family."

On the high city walls, a man was reporting the situation to his master. This person was none other than Qin Hao.

"Alright, don't be careless. Act as you see fit, understand? I'm going down first."

"Young Sect Master, rest assured, I'll make sure he suffers! I'll make sure he can't even get through the gate. Then, if he can't make it to the appointment on time, he'll become a laughingstock."

"Good, do it that way!" After a brief instruction to Qin Hao, the Young Sect Master looked at everything before him and smiled with satisfaction.

Rumor has it that a Martial King realm expert encountered a sandstorm and was found the next day, his bones gone, buried directly beneath the ground, his fate unknown.

Even Martial Saint realm experts can only temporarily avoid the brunt of these bizarre sandstorms and quickly enter White Cloud City.

A local official is more powerful than a higher-up. These two small gatekeepers had actually become a lucrative position, and everyone was very cooperative.

Once or twice is a favor, three or four times is what you should do. Over time, everyone formed a tacit understanding!

Spend a little money to avoid disaster and enter White Cloud City as soon as possible, to avoid being swallowed by ferocious beasts and sandstorms.

"Officer, can I pay for this young hero?" Just when he thought the matter was settled, a fat man suddenly came out and offered to pay the entrance fee for Ye Yang.

One should not strike a smiling face. The man was all smiles, and he was very generous, actually taking out three spirit stones.

"Brother, why don't we just let it go? Why bother arguing with him?"

As the saying goes, money makes the world go round. In this situation, one of the guards was clearly tempted.

They knew that what they were doing was akin to asking a tiger for its skin, and someone had to allow it. So most of the money was taken by those above them, leaving them with very little.

Now, the other party had taken out three spirit stones. Even if they had to share with those above them, they could each get half a stone.

"Enough, little brother, do you know our principles? If we're in a good mood, we might not charge him. But if we're in a bad mood, even the Heavenly King himself won't get through. Blame it on this kid's bad luck."

A pair of sharp eyes looked at the crowd, appearing particularly harsh in the dark night. Everyone was shocked, not expecting such a great outburst of anger.

"Hurry up, don't waste my time." The others were also very sensible, directly handing over a spirit stone and then being allowed to leave, turning a blind eye and putting on a show of differential treatment in front of Ye Yang.

"Hurry up, hurry up, did you hear me? Don't delay us, we're working."

The two divided their labor, one busy collecting money, the other busy staring at Ye Yang, afraid he would run away. After all, they had to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, they had to set an example.

And so time passed, and it wasn't long before night fell, and Ye Yang still hadn't entered the city. The time of his appointment was getting closer and closer.

"Young man, you're dressed so nicely, can't you even come up with a spirit stone?"

The two were incredibly arrogant, and their very existence had put Ye Yang in a state of burning anger.

"Young brother, if you have spirit stones, just take them out. Don't resist these two, it won't do you any good. Those who don't listen to the old will suffer."

One by one, people paid to avoid disaster and entered the city, leaving only Ye Yang's lonely figure.

"I have no money, but you can have my life. If you have the ability, come and take my life. If you don't, then shut your mouths."

Ye Yang narrowed his eyes, and the aura around him suddenly rose, an invisible pressure spreading in all directions.

"Yo, kid, I didn't realize you had some backbone. You should know that we only recognize money, not people, unless your backing is really strong, otherwise, forget it."

He wanted to communicate one last time, to coordinate one last time, so that both sides would be happy, so as to avoid a major conflict and avoid bloodshed.

"Get out, immediately, make way!"

His voice was low and full of power, as if squeezing out every word from between his teeth!

Burning with anger, he clenched his fists tightly. If it weren't to avoid escalating the situation, he would have already lost it. His repeated concessions had led these people to treat him like a pushover.

"Enough, how many times do I have to say it? Don't test my patience and my limits, make way now."

With that, he gently raised his hand, and a faint light of spiritual energy gathered at his fingertips. Although not dazzling, it was enough to make people feel a chill.

"Who exactly are you? What do you want? I advise you to think carefully before you speak. Don't challenge our bottom line."

The gathering was erratic, and at this moment, the surrounding air around him became several degrees colder.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the faces of the two guards instantly turned pale, a hint of panic flashing in their eyes.

"What do you want?"

They couldn't help but take a few steps back, their previously arrogant demeanor instantly extinguished, replaced by awe of the unknown power.

"Take a look at this."

No more forbearance, no need to endure any longer. At this moment, Ye Yang directly took out a token that the Abbot of White Cloud had given him.

"What's going on? Is that the legendary Azure Cloud Token?"

It's not that they don't recognize good stuff, it's just that they're afraid of comparisons. Someone recognized the extraordinary origin of this token.