Everyone else was either doing everything they could to resist the pressure or cultivating. Chen Changan alone strolled through the secret realm with an easy, swaggering gait, like some street loafer.
"Oh, practicing, are you?"
"Don't mind me. Just keep at it. I'm only taking a stroll."
"Work hard. Keep fighting. I believe in you."
The people from Dao Source Gate and Heaven's Mansion Gate watched Chen Changan saunter past, and every one of them wore an awkward expression.
Fortunately, Chen Changan didn't linger. He just tossed out a few snide remarks as he passed and then left.
When Chen Changan reached the sacred mountain where the Outsider Alliance was gathered, he found that Murong Wenjie was no longer among them. He had probably already gone up the mountain.
"Well, if it isn't the Outsider Alliance."
"What are you doing? Why aren't you heading up?"
"What's the matter? Don't feel like going?"
"See? This is why you've got to love your fellow countrymen. So polite."
"It's all right. I've already got first place in the bag. You can get started, too."
"Don't hold back. Come on, we're all outsiders here—half fellow countrymen, aren't we?"
"No need to spare my feelings. Go on, I'm rooting for you."
Hearing Chen Changan, the Outsider Alliance members were furious, especially their Alliance Leader, who glared at him in a rage.
"Chen Changan, quit acting like you're the victim after getting what you wanted."
"Your Miracle Treasure Pavilion may be strong, but we're no slouches either. You didn't know? Our people have already started heading up the sacred mountain to fight for the sacred weapons."
"You think you and your Miracle Treasure Pavilion are the only ones qualified or capable of claiming sacred weapons?"
"Let me tell you, our Outsider Alliance is full of talented