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

"You lot, I could take on ten of you!"

Yi Chen clenched his fists, repeatedly pounding his own chest with booming sounds like thunder. From the points where his fists struck, cascades of multicolored halos radiated outward.

Before his words had even fallen silent, Yi Chen, holding a long halberd, transformed into a streak of light that shot up to the sky, skewering two Jianxie Sect elders at the entry level of Dao and exploding them into a skyful of blood mist.

After undergoing five cycles of transformation, the Pure Yang Domain now had infinite miraculous uses, such as short-distance rushing attacks. Yi Chen prompted a thought and twisted the force field within the Pure Yang Domain into a repulsive force behind him, Enjoy exclusive chapters from NovelBin.Côm

under the effect of which he suddenly accelerated, indeed stealing the lives of two more Jianxie Sect Dao-entering elders. Now, only one surviving early-stage Dao-entering elder remained.

Amidst the roars of Wusheng Sword Mother and Ling Xudu, both of them deployed secret techniques and engaged in fierce combat with Yi Chen.

"Taoist Wusheng, we have been deceived. Lord Tan Lang must have planned against the Northern Region for a long time, haha, I, Ling Xudu, pride myself on being clever, yet it was only until now that I see through Lord Tan Lang’s ploy."

"Brilliant, simply brilliant!"

"Indeed, it’s like a snake moving through the grass, its track lies hidden for miles; it’s only now that I see through Lord Tan Lang’s plan. Lord Tan Lang doesn’t just want to be the hidden master of the Northern Region,

if I am not mistaken, he must have anticipated top sects intervening in the Northern Region’s future affairs. My Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect has become someone else’s prey to showcase their power on."

"This person must have hidden his cultivation level previously, weak on purpose, waiting to gauge our true strength, then retreated a thousand miles to observe, faking escape to paralyze us, followed by a sudden stealth attack in the dead of night, who knows if there might already be Lord Tan Lang’s spies within the Jianxie Sect."

"With such cultivation and yet still so cautious, plotting thoroughly before acting, striking a fatal blow while we let our guard down, unwilling to spend any extra effort—such delicate mastery of the human heart, such overbearing confidence, truly a top strategist, bold, meticulous, ruthless!"

Yi Chen looked at the Daoist naming himself Ling Xudu, who was theorizing wildly, and couldn’t help feeling speechless in his heart.

How well said, you conspiracy theorist!

"Indeed, under a great reputation there is no lack of solid value, Ling Xudu, you’re quite right, deducing the truth to such a degree from mere slivers of evidence.

I am acting on Yuan Jun’s command, lying in wait for a long time, just for today."

"Hehe, the world is foolish to think that Yuan Jun is mad and missing a piece of her mind, not realizing Yuan Jun possesses astonishing wisdom, truly a well of knowledge. Her madness is nothing but a disguise!"

"Ling Xudu, to prevent you from leaking information, it seems I can’t allow you to live after today." @@novelbin@@

"Overlord wielding the halberd, Devour Heaven and Earth!"

Although he didn’t know who the person before him really was, it didn’t prevent Yi Chen from highly praising him; he wholeheartedly agreed with Ling Xudu’s statements.

His own cultivation level had risen too quickly. As his cultivation rose, it would surely attract the attention of those with ulterior motives, leading them to probe further.

Pushing everything onto Yuan Jun seemed quite appropriate.

Yi Chen decided that from today onwards, he would be a staunch advocate of Yuan Jun—Yi Chengzi had just arrived, and he was already this powerful; everything else was just Yuan Jun’s task after all.

This not only didn’t sound out of place but also seemed quite reasonable!

In this way, his Hidden Dragon Alliance also had a grand flag fluttering behind it, somewhat hidden yet more solid.

Wouldn’t the focus of conflict then shift from him, the Hidden Dragon Taoist, to Yuan Jun?

For a moment, Yi Chen’s thoughts raced, and three strategies appeared in his mind.

As long as he dealt with Yuan Jun, everything else would fall into place. Besides, Yuan Jun—you say she is, and others believe?

He, Yi Chengzi, would make Yuan Jun renowned as the foremost strategist of the Eastern Continent.

First, he would muddy the waters. "Grass snakes slithering on a grey line, concealing the pulse for miles," he would drag things out as long as possible, preferably letting others come to their own conclusions.

"Wait till I, poor Daoist, rub shoulders with those of Dao mastery— who dares to pry into my past? Do they want to clash with me, Yi Chengzi, in a fiery struggle?

I’m not worried at all. I, Yi Chengzi, possess astonishing wisdom, and what I cultivate is speed!"

Even though he was in the midst of a fierce battle, Yi Chen was still able to multitask, the more he thought about it, the more promising it seemed, the more he observed Ling Xudu, the more he found him to be endearingly cunning, and a sinister plan silently formed in his mind.

While he wanted to divert others’ attention to Yuan Jun, the meticulousness with which he conducted his actions made a world of difference.

The best approach would be to slip in as unnoticed as the wind in the night, moistening everything silently.

Stall, just keep stalling.

Once the pathways opened up, if Yuan Jun couldn’t be blamed any longer, he would find other excuses, like Yi Chengzi already died, that he had been replaced long ago, and now he was a powerful being who had emerged from the Immortal Grave and seized someone else’s body.

As long as there was enough fake news on the market, the mere effort it would take to investigate would exhaust them.

The moment this idea struck, Yi Chen couldn’t help but silently praise himself for his cleverness.

"Taoist Wusheng, at this rate, we will all die here. If you hold him off, I, Ling, swear on my Dao heart that I will ensure the Jianxie Sect’s elite disciples escape, preserving your sect’s legacy throughout the era of great strife."

"Once the dust settles, I, Ling Xudu, will undoubtedly support you with all my might in rebuilding the Jianxie Sect. How about it?" Ling Xudu’s eyes flashed with a fierce tint as he suddenly bellowed.

Wusheng Sword Mother, with a cold expression, glanced briefly at Ling Xudu. A sense of forlornness arose within her; the gap in strength was too vast, they couldn’t win.

As the Sect Master of the Jianxie Sect, she was certainly the prime target for the Daoist before her, who would never let her off.

At that moment, the image of an old man flashed through the mind of Wusheng Sword Mother—an elder dressed in black and white Daoist robes, looking at her benevolently and smiling, holding her hand pointing to an inscription on a giant rock at the foot of the mountain, telling her that this would be her home from now on.