“Ugh…” Upon hearing this, Yin Lou Lan, who was squatting on the ground vomiting, quickly steadied himself with his twin swords and stood up in a panic. He glared sideways (unable to look directly) at Uncle Fei Chai and said, “Just what kind of monster are you! How dare you… ugh…”

After all, it was his first time seeing Uncle Fei Chai in his feminized state, and the shock was too great. He couldn’t even finish a sentence before vomiting again.

“You must be Yin Lou Lan…” Uncle Fei Chai ignored the other man’s words and continued, “Earlier… I heard and saw everything you and Ji Xuanzong said and did… To act so despicably and still talk about changing the world, don’t you find it laughable?”

“Appropriate sacrifices… are unavoidable…” At this moment, Ji Xuanzong, at the other end of the street, had also finished vomiting. He stood up and said to Uncle Fei Chai, who was several dozen meters away, “If you want to achieve great things, you must be ruthless and unscrupulous… Once the dynasty is established, we’ll erect a…”

“Erect a monument, and that’s enough?” Uncle Fei Chai interrupted, turning his head.

“Ughwa…” Ji Xuanzong vomited again, thinking to himself, “Speak your piece, but why turn your face this way…”

“Hmph… of course, it’s enough!” Yin Lou Lan, who had recovered some strength, chimed in. “In this world, it has always been ‘the victor is king, the loser is villainized.’ The losers don’t even have the right to defend themselves; only the victor’s voice… will be passed down.”

“They’re right.” Feng Bujue actually agreed with Ji Xuanzong and Yin Lou Lan’s statements, saying to Uncle Fei Chai, “Whether we admit it or not, this world… favors the rich over the poor, just as it does prostitutes over the virtuous. Isn’t it the same in our world… those who achieve success through dirty means, or those who already benefit from the system, not only feel no shame, but also flaunt it, and call those who stick to their principles fools. Anyway… there will always be even more stupid or shameless people to whitewash their actions.”

“Ha! Head Feng…” Ji Xuanzong laughed, “You are indeed an insightful man… though your words are a bit harsh.”

“Yes, I’m just too insightful…” Feng Bujue’s eyes suddenly turned cold as he glanced back at Ji Xuanzong, his gaze… as if looking at a dead man. “…which is why I despise people like you even more.” He said coldly, “It’s not easy for a person… to live in this world. Is the value of life in how much one gains, or how much one gives? Those who are remembered for generations, those who are infamous for all time… both leave their mark on history. What is the basis for future generations to judge them? Heh…” He smiled, a faint smile. “Some people, even if no one erects a monument for them, they will erect one for themselves; while others, even if their bones are gone, will be worshiped by people they have never met.” He turned his head back and looked at Yin Lou Lan. “No matter how great, bright, or correct your starting point is, if you take the wrong path… you will never reach the destination you initially intended.”

“Perhaps… you are right.” Ji Xuanzong said in a low voice, “But…”

Yin Lou Lan continued, “We have no turning back.”

As the words fell, the two attacked simultaneously.

Ji Xuanzong raised the Heavenly Book, channeling majestic aura.

Yin Lou Lan swung his twin swords, unleashing a torrent of sword waves.

The two launched a surprise attack on the players in the middle from opposite ends of the street.

Two distinct energies converged like a massive tsunami, creating a seemingly unavoidable situation.

“Well done!” Uncle Fei Chai shouted with a laugh, leaping up from the ground. With a flip of his hands, he struck out a palm towards each side.

Boom—Whoosh—

Accompanied by two loud sounds of air being torn, a pair of enormous palm prints roared out, turning the tide.

[Name: Unemployed Bankrupt Palm]

[Skill Card Attribute: Active Skill, Permanently Mastered]

[Skill Category: Combat]

[Effect: Unleashes a despair-inducing, area-of-effect double attack with both palms (Cooldown time 250 minutes)]

[Cost: 1000 Stamina, a little bit of re-employment motivation, and a little bit of determination to pay off debts]

[Learning Requirements: Combat Specialization S]

[Remarks: A palm technique filled with resentment, the palm force contains resentment and accusations against the real world, an ultimate martial art that transforms the two terrifying states of "unemployment" and "bankruptcy," which are interrelated, into attack methods in a super-physical way.]

As soon as this move was used, ghosts cried and gods wailed.

Yin Lou Lan and Ji Xuanzong’s attacks collapsed like scattered cotton, instantly dissipating into nothing.

“Is this even human?” Yin Lou Lan cursed inwardly.

“Are you kidding me…” Ji Xuanzong was also shocked beyond words, thinking to himself, “Just what kind of demon is this guy? Brother Yin and I are both top talents among the Yuansheng… yet he can fight two against one and easily break up our combined attack…”

“It’s not over yet!” Just as the two were still in shock, Uncle Fei Chai twisted in mid-air and charged towards Yin Lou Lan.

“Don’t come any closer!” Seeing Uncle Fei Chai’s face getting closer and closer, Yin Lou Lan lost all composure. He suppressed the churning in his stomach, raised his twin swords, and shouted, “Otherwise, I’ll fight you to the death!”

“Take another move from me!” Uncle Fei Chai ignored him and unleashed another ultimate technique.

[Name: Loser of Life Kick]

[Skill Card Attribute: Active Skill, Permanently Mastered]

[Skill Category: Combat]

[Effect: Delivers a regretful kick to a single target (Cooldown time 250 minutes, deals 200% damage to winners in life)]

[Cost: 1 Stamina, 15% of maximum health, a little bit of courage to face life]

[Learning Requirements: Combat Specialization S]

[Remarks: If life falls to the bottom, all that's left is to climb up. Although that's what they say... I'm still stuck in the same place, not knowing where to go. Huh? That's strange, everything in front of me is blurry, I can't see anything...]

Clang—

In the next second, the "seal light" of the Kongtong Seal… was shattered.

Yin Lou Lan’s twin swords directly met the sole of Uncle Fei Chai’s flip-flop. To the former's shock… the blades of his prized swords were actually bent by the force from the bottom of the other man's foot.

“Ah—” Seeing that things were going badly, Yin Lou Lan immediately roared and urged his Holy Essence.

At that critical moment, he successfully borrowed the force to retreat and jump back.

Boom—

As soon as Yin Lou Lan retreated, Uncle Fei Chai’s foot landed on the ground… leaving an even deeper crater in the already battered ground.

…………

“I say… Madam, have you vomited enough yet?” Over on the other side, Feng Bujue turned his head to look at Ruoyu and said, “Shouldn’t we take care of that Ji guy already?”

“Aren’t you free right now?” Ruoyu glared back at him. “Go do it yourself.” With that, she simply put away her sword and walked towards Xu Huai Shang. “Fourth Sister, let’s not make a move. Let’s watch Hubby’s performance.”

“What are you saying…” Xu Huai Shang’s fair face flushed red. She hadn’t expected Ruoyu to use a term like “Fourth Sister” with her, but after a moment’s thought, she understood… The other woman was doing the same thing she had done on the Purple Forbidden Peak (Peerless Master Arc). So, she smiled slyly and replied, “What Older Sister says is absolutely right. Let him go himself… We’ll watch.”

After understanding each other’s intentions, the two walked towards Hua Jian’s group, preparing to be spectators.

“Heh… Head Feng.” Ji Xuanzong’s ability to read people’s expressions was also quite good. Seeing this, he sneered, “Your two wives… seem to want to see you make a fool of yourself.”

“You don’t know a thing,” Feng Bujue replied shamelessly. “This is confidence in me.”

“Is that so…” Ji Xuanzong said, raising the Heavenly Book again, performing another arcane art. “Wind Rest Forest Calm!”

The words "Wind Rest Forest Calm" brought forth a hurricane.

Feng Bujue only felt his shoulders sink as his body was pressed down by a powerful wind pressure, rendering him unable to move.

This move couldn't be seen as dangerous with the naked eye, but from a data perspective… countless scythe-like gusts of wind could be seen surging forward. If one were to be hit by this, they would probably turn into a pile of minced meat.

“Immovable as a Mountain!” In this dangerous situation, Feng Bujue didn’t hesitate to take out a treasure orb from his bag, hold it in his hand, and shout loudly.

He had previously learned the specific uses of the six treasure orbs on his person from Zhuan Jie Zun and Dian He Wang, so he used it decisively at this moment.

Chi chi chi—A second later, the sound of sharp blades destroying stone rang out in a dense pattern.

Feng Bujue’s body was enveloped by a mountain-shaped giant shadow, and all the wind blades were blocked outside the shadow.

“Oh? So you also have a Primordial Treasure…” Ji Xuanzong said, looking at the orb in Jue Ge’s hand. “Hmph… however, a mere spiritual orb is not worth mentioning in front of my Heavenly Book Bamboo Slips!”

With that, he raised his Holy Essence, urging the power of the Heavenly Book, and unleashed another move: “Remnant Bone Myriad Shadow Sword!”

As the word "sword" left his mouth, a phantom of a skeleton materialized on the Heavenly Book. The skeletal hand held a giant sword, wildly danced towards the sky, and then brought out a dense rain of swords, falling towards Jue Ge’s location.

“A move like this that can’t restrict my movements…” Feng Bujue’s calm voice appeared behind Ji Xuanzong in an instant, “…simply has no chance of hitting.”

Before the words finished, Ji Xuanzong’s expression changed drastically. This was the first time he had seen Jue Ge move at the speed of [Spiritual Sense Gathering Art - Modified] since the start of the battle. Although he had seen Ruoyu and Xu Huai Shang’s movement techniques before, he never expected… that Feng Bujue’s ultimate speed would be even faster than theirs.

Buzz buzz—

Immediately after, the sound of the Holy Essence force field being struck instantly rang out.

Feng Bujue aimed for an opening and used [Lingxi Finger] to strike directly at the other man’s neck, but… he was stopped by the other man’s instinctive defense.

“Ice Needle Rain!” Ji Xuanzong reacted quickly. After escaping from the brink of death, he immediately switched from defense to offense and used another Heavenly Book arcane art.

“Tch…” Feng Bujue failed to kill instantly, feeling slightly displeased, but he was also able to respond appropriately to the counterattack.

He quickly used the [Shield] effect of Death Poker, blocking slightly and retreating several meters, easily avoiding this area-of-effect (with a slowing effect) attack launched from a very close distance.

“Hmph!” Seeing that he seemed to have gained the upper hand, Ji Xuanzong said smugly, “The power of the Heavenly Book is endless. I’d like to see how long you can fight me!”

“It won’t be long,” Feng Bujue replied, taking out [Yi Da]. “The next strike will take your life…”