Blood Stains the Heavenly Ladder

At that moment, all the sects and forces in Tian'ai Prefecture were so furious they nearly spat blood.

What the hell was that Fatty talking about? What did he mean by "the purest kind of that stuff"...

"This business of mine is honest and fair, no tricks! At most, there's medicine mixed in with the shit. Don't worry, I'd never mix shit into the medicine!"

Wu Dade carried on, speaking in his usual loud, brazen manner, his eyes full of smug delight.

At his words, everyone present could take no more.

They were about to go mad!

"Damn it, kill him! Kill them!"

Bu Wanshan had completely lost it. The main thing was, it wasn't just his sect's Holy Son, Bu Tailing—he himself had already secretly started taking that "Spirit Herb."

And this was what it turned out to be.

He couldn't let this stand!

"These malicious wretches ruined so many geniuses' futures with a single lump of dog shit... How cruel! Kill them, chop them into mince, and feed them to the dogs!"

Luo Tianling roared as well, his old face twisted with fury.

"I'll make sure you die a slow death. Otherwise, I'll be letting you off too easily!"

Mountain Crone's face was also dark as she ground her teeth.

"No matter who you are, you're all going to die today."

Yu Qianwu's eyes were full of conviction.

Everyone fixed their gaze on Wu Dade and the others, ready to strike.

Killing intent surged like water, and the situation was on the brink of exploding.

But just then, Long Zixuan suddenly spoke:

"They're going to die."

He looked toward the hundredth Heavenly Body step high in the sky.

"Spouting nonsense to mislead everyone—what other trick are you trying to pull? You think you can stall for time and