Du Ge waited for the Divine Fist School disciples.
Feng Zhong's letter finally reached the major sects, while news of what had happened in Luyang City spread throughout Dagan with the merchants traveling to and fro.
The Heavenly Demon had descended, and the Peacekeeping Gang, which protected the people's interests in Luyang City, became a topic of conversation everywhere.
"Holy shit, who's this guy? He just flipped the table! Is he trying to make sure nobody else gets to live...?"
"Feng Qi? The Peacekeeping Gang? Interesting. He's showing his hand right away. What gives him the nerve...?"
"Enjoy your moment while it lasts. The one who gets fat first isn't truly fat; the one who gets fat later will crush the bed. I hope you can hold out to the end. You don't see many contestants this interesting."
"'Protecting' people? That's a load of crap. We need to figure out what his real Keyword is."
"Taotie—what a great Keyword! And he's wasted it just like that. What an idiot!"
"Maybe I should go to Luyang City and take a look. After making such a huge fuss, this guy must be ranked pretty high. If I kill him and take his assets, I'll probably develop my Keyword much faster than if I cultivate it slowly on my own. But there are three of them, so they might be tough to deal with..."
"So someone really found allies in the Simulation Field. Three lucky bastards!"
They'd been lying low just fine, and then someone flipped the table. The contestants in Simulation Fields all over the place were practically going crazy. Most of them were furious about Du Ge's actions.
Even more people were at their wits' end.
After all,
not everyone had a Keyword they could flaunt without worry.
Especially