Iron Armor

After Zhao Jie made his decision, he ordered the dissolution and gave the disciples half an hour to prepare.

If anyone failed to show up after half an hour, their martial arts would be crippled and they would be expelled from the sect.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother! You're so lucky! He's actually dead!"

Ge Xiaogu only approached Wang Sheng after seeing Zhao Jie enter the inner courtyard, his emotions barely contained as he said in a low voice.

Ge Xiaogu dared not speak Jin Cang's name, fearing Zhao Jie might overhear.

Yesterday, Ge Xiaogu was thinking how lucky Senior Brother Wang Sheng was, that anyone who opposed him died. Today, Jin Cang had also died, further solidifying Ge Xiaogu's belief that Senior Brother Wang Sheng might be the fated person of legend!

"I am indeed quite lucky!"

Wang Sheng nodded, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Junior Brother, be careful from now on. Stick close to me, there might be a large-scale battle. You haven't reached the mid-stage of Bright Energy yet, don't push yourself."

Luo Zhengwen walked over and said.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Wang Sheng clasped his fists solemnly and bowed.

"Hahaha, I'll accept your bow. I'll keep you safe later!"

Luo Zhengwen chuckled, glancing towards the inner courtyard, deliberately lowering his voice as he said, "Junior Brother, you truly have luck on your side. You just had a conflict with Jin Cang yesterday, and he died today. If you weren't only in the early stage of Bright Energy, no one would suspect you. If you were in the early stage of Dark Energy, you wouldn't be walking out of this courtyard today."

"Hahaha, Senior Brother, I've always been lucky. If you feel unlucky in the future, just invite me over to preside, and maybe I can help drive away your bad luck!"

Wang Sheng laughed a few times.

"Get out of here, you're getting ahead of yourself."

Luo Zhengwen shook his head and chuckled.

"Why do you have a few drops of blood here? What, are you injured?"

Luo Zhengwen suddenly noticed faint bloodstains on the side of Wang Sheng's short tunic.

"There's blood here? I don't know how I got it!"

Wang Sheng asked, confused.

When he killed someone in the alley just now, although he tried his best to avoid bloodshed and finish quickly without leaving a bloody scent, it seemed he had still left traces of blood in places he couldn't see.

"Sigh! There have been too many deaths in the city recently. It's probably just residual bloodstains you picked up somewhere..."

"Let's go, we'll discuss forming a team with Li Hu, Wei Yu, and the other senior brothers and sisters."

Luo Zhengwen and Wang Sheng arrived at a gathering place for their fellow disciples in the Bright Energy stage.

Ge Xiaogu watched with envy; he wasn't qualified to join them.

At this moment, Li Hu, Wei Yu, Wei Lingqin, and others were troubled.

"Sigh! We're about to encounter people from the Demonic Cult, yet our cultivation hasn't reached Dark Energy. I'm not reconciled!"

Li Hu's expression was heavy, his face filled with helplessness and disappointment.

Without Dark Energy, one was not considered among the ranks of the strong.

Transforming Energy Grandmasters were very rare, and they usually had opponents of the same level to keep them in check, so they wouldn't casually slaughter those in the Bright Energy stage.

But Dark Energy was different; no one could say for sure how many Dark Energy experts the Demonic Cult had.

If even one Dark Energy expert broke into a group of Bright Energy disciples, it would be a massacre, unstoppable.

Cultivation of decades could be instantly wiped out when encountering a Dark Energy enemy.

This was why Li Hu was so desperate to reach the Dark Energy stage, the sense of crisis making him feel like a thorn in his side, unable to relax.

"What can we do if we can't break through? At most, we can gather together, and if we encounter a Dark Energy expert, hopefully, we can hold them off for a bit longer!"

Wei Yu sounded a little annoyed, her arms crossed, leaning against the wall, her long, fair legs crossed, her voice cool and clear.

She also couldn't break through. With the world about to descend into chaos, without Dark Energy cultivation, she didn't even have much strength for self-preservation. This was torture for masters like them who were at Grand Perfection of Bright Energy.

"Hehe! Actually, our strength isn't too bad. It's just that disciples like Junior Brother Wang Sheng, who have just entered Bright Energy, are unlucky. They probably haven't even killed anyone yet, and they're about to face the brutal and insane members of the Demonic Cult!"

Wei Lingqin said with a chuckle, her gaze falling on Wang Sheng, the corner of her mouth curling up, clearly enjoying Wang Sheng's predicament.

Wang Sheng was allied with Luo Zhengwen. Wei Lingqin had previously looked down on country bumpkins like Wang Sheng and had argued with Luo Zhengwen.

Now, even though Wang Sheng had broken through to Bright Energy, Wei Lingqin looked down on him even more.

In her mind, someone like Wang Sheng, the son of a servant, a lowly person, had no right to be at the same level as her in the Bright Energy stage.

To Wei Lingqin, Wang Sheng's breakthrough to Bright Energy was like her own purity being defiled and contaminated by a lowly servant.

If Zhao Jie didn't care about appearances and forbid internal strife among disciples, Wei Lingqin would have already started verbally attacking him.

"Senior Sister Wei should mind her own business."

Wang Sheng glanced at her and said indifferently.

"What kind of tone is that, what kind of attitude? Is that how you speak to a Senior Sister? How dare you disrespect a Senior Sister, what do you think you're doing?"

Wei Lingqin was about to say more, but Wei Yu interrupted her.

"Enough. We're all gathered here not to listen to you bullying your junior brother."

Wei Yu shot Wei Lingqin a cold glance.

"I, I wasn't bullying him!"

Wei Lingqin retorted. Seeing everyone looking at her impatiently, she had no choice but to shut up.

"Wang Sheng, stick with me for a while."

Wei Yu said after some thought.

Back when Wang Sheng was training diligently, Wei Yu thought he had no chance of breaking through. Although she pitied his hard work, they weren't related, so she hadn't helped him.

Now that Wang Sheng was her junior brother, Wei Yu didn't want to see such a hardworking and honest junior brother die in this great battle against the Demonic Cult, so she offered the suggestion casually.

"Aren't you going to thank your senior sister quickly!"

Luo Zhengwen urged anxiously when he saw Wang Sheng looking at him.

Why is he looking at me? I'm only at the late stage of Bright Energy, how can I compare to Wei Yu, who is at Grand Perfection of Bright Energy? Besides, having one more person to protect us means one more hope of survival.

"Thank you, Senior Sister!"

Wang Sheng said with a helpless sigh, cupping his fists in a bow.

"You brat, you don't know what's good for you. You look unwilling!"

Wei Yu kicked a pebble in front of Wang Sheng with her long leg, chuckling as she teased him.

"Alright, enough small talk. I have a Blood Burst Pill here. Who wants it? I need a Hundred-Forged Sword!"

Li Hu announced.

For someone like him, who had been stuck at the peak of Bright Energy without breaking through to Dark Energy for a long time, he naturally practiced other martial arts as well.

"I have a Sixty-Forged Longsword here!"

A few breaths later, a disciple with a bitter face, who was at Grand Perfection of Bright Energy, stepped forward and demonstrated the longsword in his hand.

Li Hu took it and examined it for a moment before finally agreeing to the trade.

After that, everyone else began to state their needs and make trades in turn.

Wang Sheng finally understood that there were benefits to everyone gathering here.

Soon, it was Wang Sheng's turn.

"I need a protective inner armor, the higher the defense, the better. I can pay with money, or I can promise to help you with something in the future."

Wang Sheng said.

The atmosphere immediately turned cold, and no one responded.

After all, inner armor was a life-saving treasure in these chaotic times.

But Wang Sheng was only offering money and a promise, which was too light. Who would be willing to trade?

"My family has an ancestral Iron Armor. Its defense is decent. However, it's too heavy, extremely heavy. Wearing it will greatly reduce your speed."

A Bright Energy disciple stepped forward and said after careful consideration.

In martial arts, speed is paramount.

Heavy items like excessively heavy Iron Armor or heavy armor were generally not considered by those in the martial world. They were mostly seen on battlefields where large armies clashed.

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