Then Eliminate Them

Even ordinary Dao Realm cultivators were not this formidable, were they?

W-Where had this super expert come from?

Some rejoiced, while others worried.

Naturally, Zhou Song was among those worried. He had never imagined that this seemingly one-sided mission would run into such a monster.

As for who was rejoicing, that went without saying.

Guan Ling and the others were grinning from ear to ear.

Listen to that—listen to what this expert had said. He had come specifically to help their Cloud Tribulation Sect.

And look—look at that terrifying strength. Wouldn't Zhou Song, who had been so high and mighty just moments ago, now have to crawl around like a dog?

At once, even Guan Ling's walk turned bow-legged with smug delight, as though he were floating on air.

Ye Feng had no interest in Zhou Song himself and directly left him for the Cloud Tribulation Sect to deal with.

"Thank you, Brother Ye Feng, Brother Spirit King."

Su Yu'er beamed as she said coquettishly, "Brother, I know you like having your feet washed, so now that you're here, I was planning to treat you to a foot wash."

As she spoke, she turned her resentful gaze toward Guan Ling. "Master, why haven't you gone to make preparations yet?"

"What are you talking about?"

Guan Ling perked up, sweeping out a hand. "And what would a hundred buckets be enough for? It has to be a thousand buckets—one bucket for each toe."

Amid the jubilant atmosphere, a thousand female disciples began the grand undertaking.

After that, they laid out a lavish feast...

Within the Fengyun Sect.

Wen Chengyu, dressed in white robes, sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. His sickly-looking face shifted slightly as his gaze moved away from the two female disciples beside him, who were nearly devoid of