Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

A cold voice came through, making Hu Bugui's heart plummet to the bottom of the valley.

"Saint Heir, you're not important to me, but to many people in Muyang Prefecture, you are very important!" Yi Chen replied expressionlessly.

Just then, the leader of the Red Flame Army flew back from the sky, carrying a fine head.

He glanced at the battle on Yi Chen's side, then swept straight toward Zhu Buqun's location.

Unlike the ease on Yi Chen's side, even though there was a three against one situation on Sword Immortal's side, their situation became precarious.

If it weren't for Zhu Buqun's deep hatred for Ma Tianyuan, making him act like a madman, they probably couldn't have held him off, and he would have already broken through.

Seeing the Red Flame Army's leader free up the Sword Immortal and others, Yi Chen was overjoyed.

"Fellow Taoists, there's no need to talk about chivalry with a demon like Hu Bugui. Let's fight side by side."

When it's time to call for help, one must do so.

It can save a lot of effort this way.

In an instant, Yi Chen, the Mad Monk, Sword Immortal, and Ma Tianyuan had Hu Bugui surrounded.

"You think you still have the upper hand?" Yi Chen sneered at Hu Bugui.

Beating a dying dog is always a pleasurable feeling.

Hu Bugui, already hard-pressed to counter Yi Chen, was now up against three top experts. Naturally, he was subjugated in a moment and pierced by countless holes from Sword Immortal's Spirit Sword.

Blood spurted out like it was coming from a leaking plastic bag.

Even the king of kings would commend the professionalism.

After such a deed, Sword Immortal was still unsatisfied. A waterfall of sword light enveloped Hu Bugui's body, and this young expert, ranked tenth on the Dragon and Tiger List and the first Saint Heir of the Infernal Demon Sect, was gruesomely dismembered alive amidst his screams.

Only a skeleton remained, falling to the ground.

Such malevolence made Yi Chen's scalp tingle; he felt that this woman seemed to have changed.

Perhaps sensing Yi Chen's gaze, Sword Immortal removed her bloodstained veil, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.

A dainty nose, cherry lips, eyes like limpid pools, and elven ears adorned her visage, with slender calves and slightly fuller thighs, skin as white as snow, bones as fine as jade, and a waist so delicate it could be encircled with a single hand.

She was a collection of the world's ethereal beauty, making one marvel at the Creator's favoritism.

"What are you looking at, Taoist priest?" Sword Immortal said, taking light steps forward, her smile radiantly charming as she looked up at Yi Chen.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Next to the girl, there was Hu Bugui, reduced to a boney carcass that now resembled a lotus blossom made of flesh and blood.

This bizarre contrast of scenes blended together, creating a uniquely thrilling beauty.

"Immortal's might is admirable!" At this moment, Sword Immortal's demeanor was somewhat unique, as if she had awakened something strange. Yi Chen, not wanting to chat with someone lacking substance, moved over to the Mad Monk.

"Are you Yi Chengzi?" a robust voice came; it was the leader of the Red Flame Army.

It took less than three moves. Zhu Buqun, who could not hold out even in a three against one fight, was captured like a dead dog in the hands of the Red Flame Army's leader.

Yi Chen was seeing a human bigger than himself for the first time, nearly three meters tall, exuding an overwhelming presence.

"I, Yi Chengzi, have seen the Army Leader."

"You, not bad, quite strong. A priest like you is exactly the kind of talent we need in the Red Flame Army. Come, join us, and I'll offer you the position of deputy leader."

The leader of the Red Flame Army looked Yi Chen up and down carefully, his eyes filled with admiration as he spoke, prompting Ma Tianyuan to widen his eyes in surprise.

He had never seen the Red Flame Army's leader take such a liking to anyone.

Yi Chen naturally declined.

Whether it's the Bureau for Stability or the military, such tightly knit organizations come with too many restrictions and are not suited to his temperament.

"Well then, do you have a beloved?"

"I have a daughter, tender and beautiful."

"You have a good build, and you look alright. I think you can make my daughter happy. How about we set the wedding date today?"

The leader of the Red Flame Army stroked his sparse beard, continuing with his astonishing proposal.

Yi Chen glanced at the Red Flame Army leader's three-meter stature and contemplated his daughter.

The daughter of the leader of the Red Flame Army?

Tender and beautiful?

Extremely beautiful?

My god.

That "little bird" must be a pterosaur.

I can't handle that.

Yi Chen shook his head like a rattle drum and continued to decline politely.

"Hey, you're missing out on an opportunity; if I didn't dislike those weaklings out there, a chance like this wouldn't fall to a little Taoist priest like you. Come to the Red Flame Army base for a drink sometime," the leader of the Red Flame Army said to Yi Chen with regret.

He showed not a hint of annoyance at Yi Chen's twin refusals, demonstrating an exceptionally good temper.

He gave Ma Tianyuan a nod, lifted Zhu Buqun like a dead dog, and flew into the sky, vanishing in an instant without paying any attention to Sword Immortal or Kong Xiang.

Master Kong Xiang looked at Yi Chen with a strange expression.

Ma Tianyuan's eyes widened, as if trying to comprehend the scene before him.

Sword Immortal's mouth hung open slightly, also seemingly shocked.

"Why are you all staring at me like that?" Yi Chen asked uncomfortably as he was being gazed at by several people.

"Does the Taoist priest know the name of the Commander of the Red Flames?"

"I don't know," Yi Chen answered truthfully.

"The full name of the Commander of the Red Flames is Yan God Pillar."

"His daughter's name is Yan Ling'er, exceedingly beautiful. Gossips have ranked her fifth on the 'Dynasty Beauty List' of the most beautiful women of the age."

"The number of suitors proposing to the Commander of the Red Flames every day is countless, but the Commander has agreed to none, looking down on them all. It's quite baffling, really, why the Commander holds the Taoist priest in such high regard."

Yi Chen: "..." Maybe it's because I'm of high purity?

The deranged monk seemed to have seen Yan Ling'er and patted his thigh regretfully on Yi Chen's behalf.

With such an anguished expression, Yi Chen wondered if the monk would make a decision against his founder's teachings had the Commander of the Red Flames made that statement to him.

But Yi Chen had no regrets about it.

Women, they only slow down the speed of his punches.

However, that did not stop Yi Chen from digging a pit for Kong Xiang.

"Is Yan Ling'er truly so peerless in beauty? How does she compare to the Sword Immortal's daughter?"

Some Taoist priests are just craftily wicked.

The ball was now in Master Kong Xiang's court.

The Sword Immortal's daughter fixed her enchanting eyes on Kong Xiang's face, seemingly quite eager for his response.

The deranged monk was suddenly at a loss for words, and with a swish of his large sleeves, he left behind the phrase, "There are still some little rats resisting below; this poor monk will go handle it," and beat a hasty retreat.

Monks do not lie, they only strike people.

Yi Chen followed closely behind.

Under the guiding principle of "Those who surrender, live; those who do not, transcend life," the battle below was quickly settled.

To express their gratitude, Yi Chen received a storage ring from Hu Bugui's hand, while the elixirs and other materials were divided between the Sword Immortal's daughter and the deranged monk.

Ma Tianyuan did not take a single thing, or rather, he gained the most.

From today onwards, Wujang Prefecture would be under the sole dominance of the Ma family.

"Taoist priest, there were many affairs today. Tomorrow, I will hold a banquet in the prefecture and I hope that the Taoist priest, the Immortal's daughter, and the master will come for a chat," he said.

The three exchanged glances and nodded in agreement. Then Yi Chen left the place alone and headed towards the location where he had previously encountered Little Miao.

To meet is to be fated.

For many years, Muyang Prefecture had suffered hardship. It was impossible for Yi Chen to help everyone, but ensuring a safe and joyful life for Little Miao was as easy as flipping his hand.

With his status and strength at this very moment, a sprinkle of his goodwill was a blessing most deserving in the lives of ordinary people.

With just one word, he could dispel calamities and decide fate and fortune.

The insurmountable Flame Mountain in the fates of ordinary people was nothing more than a puddle of urine to be extinguished in his eyes.

If he was in Muyang Prefecture, people like Hu Bugui and Zhu Buqun would have to look elsewhere to strut around, even if they had the inclination to do so.

Otherwise, it would mean disrespecting him. And if they couldn't get past that, then everyone would be at an impasse.

By now, the sun was setting in the west. Looking at the bleak Muyang Prefecture, Yi Chen felt a sense of oppression. With a stomp of his foot, he soared into the sky.

He saw the vast expanse of blue mountains like a sea, with the sunset's glow as red as blood.

Unknowingly, a crescent moon appeared on the horizon.

The sun and the moon shared the sky.

Most auspicious.

More than a decade in Muyang Prefecture.

How many wronged souls have lamented.

With only emptiness, the human world is boundless.

The waning moon rises, a sudden strong wind blows, scattering everything away.

Looking at the slanting sun shining on the earth's paths, it all begins anew.

"Master, before you died, you asked me to follow the path of righteousness, and I have done so indeed," he said.

The Hidden Dragon has Taoist priests, faithful and true to their word.

"This evening, an intense wind has blown away the dark clouds over Muyang Prefecture. Although I do not know when the miasma will return, for the common people of Muyang Prefecture, it should grant them a few years of peaceful slumber," he mused.

"With my face, it should be no problem to greet people like Kong Xiang and ask Wujang Prefecture to reduce some taxes for Muyang Prefecture," he lamented.

Yi Chen sighed.

The dark clouds over Muyang Prefecture had been scattered, but who could help dispel the dark clouds over Yi Chengzi's head?

"I still have to rely on my own efforts~"

"I must acquire more Deep Red Points."

Yi Chen's expression became serious as he sensed Little Miao's location and quietly descended in a residential area.

Even before the great battle had begun, he had instructed Little Miao to follow Little Miao and flee.