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He was very pleased with how they do their operations. It was the simplest and crude way of earning more than what they already had, but it could easily manipulate the cultivators, especially those who did not have any affiliations with any sect or any other organizations.

Just the reputation of the Church of Light, the Adventurers\' Association, the Weapon-Forging Alliance, and the House of Alchemists, could make everyone barge in just to be registered with any of them or basically become one of their members. For those rogue cultivators, this was the best for them as their freedom would not be restricted by these organizations. They were only bound by a contract to help these three in times of trouble.

While the Church of Light specialized in healing and the power of light, the Adventurers\' Association was more concerned with overall combat prowess. On the other hand, the House of Alchemists was very much into the maximum utilization of resources to make medicine, while the Weapon-Forging Alliance would want to recruit cultivators who had an affinity with weapon-forging.

With the conversation he had with the lady, he suddenly thought about Lan Mingyue, that lady who was scary, who very much resembled her mother\'s temperament in the past.

\'Where is she? Is she doing fine now?\'

He could not help but recall what Cai Hong told him the moment Lan Mingyue went out of the Void Ground. Speaking of Cai Hong and the others, he let them out as soon as he found a place for them to stay. When the inn\'s owner knew how many rooms Yang Lujia wanted to take, she was shocked—because Yang Lujia was only one man.

How could he occupy all the rooms he reserved? He even reserved it for only a limited period of time in exchange for several precious spirit stones! He did not even ask for a change!

"After joining the association, I will find out more about the Lan Clan. Investigating about it myself would bring so much trouble—although I already created trouble for myself in just a day." Thinking about how his life would become livelier than ever tomorrow, he found it strange, because he was used to keeping himself in the dark.

After recounting the events that happened in the past years when he was away, Cai Hong and the others were in awe. However, Yang Lujia did not tell them everything… for example, the matter about his… father.

***

In the middle of the night, two men met with all the old men around one hall, talking to each other.

"Silence!" one of the men scolded. "You all are here to help us resolve this issue, not gossip among one another! The Fu Clan had already been standing in the forefront! Only their young master was not killed while our two clans\' young masters were finished off by someone! How can you still have the energy to chat with one another? Idiots!"

Within this hall, there were a number of elders from each clan. Two grand elders and two patriarchs. They were all members of each of their clans, the Du Clan and the Hao Clan.

Ever since the rise of Young Master Hao, the Hao Clan had assumed superiority over the other clans. Their patriarch was very proud of his son because Young Master Hao was the only one, among the three huge families, who cleared two middle-level Sacred Areas!

But now that Young Master Hao was killed, the clan members were furious. Especially when the other clans\' members began mocking them, saying that this was their retribution. Not long after, when the Hao Clan knew about the demise of Young Master Du, they were somewhat elated and began mocking each other.

Only the Fu Clan remained silent. However, the two clans knew that Patriarch Fu must be laughing his ass off at the moment for their misfortune. He just did not dare show it to these two clans. Otherwise, he would face the wrath of their combined powers.

Hence, it was understandable that he chose to keep his mouth shut.

"Now, the most important thing we need to do is find the culprit and avenge our young masters! Moreover, we have to instigate the Church of Light to lend us some help. After all, someone like my son, your Young Master Hao, was a middle-level Quasi-Holy Son. Killing him is tantamount to disrespecting the church and the Holy Light Emperor himself!" Patriarch Hao exclaimed, igniting the spirit of all the elders.

That was right! They still had the church behind them! If they spread the news about the church\'s Quasi-Holy Sons being killed under their noses, they would definitely save their faces! Otherwise, others would become apprehensive and would not anymore have the drive to become a Quasi-Holy Son in the future, because it did not guarantee them any life protection.

"Grand Elder Hao, you go to the Church of Light and report this matter to them. Even if the news reached them, you just have to tell them that this happened. Then…" Patriarch Hao then looked at the elders of the two clans. "Spread the news about the death of both the young masters! Exaggerate what happened if need be!"

"Yes, Patriarch Hao!"

On the other hand, the elders from the Du Clan looked at their own patriarch and grand elder. Seeing the two nod at them, they also complied with this order and began to work, even in the middle of the night.

\'Heh… no matter who you are, you can\'t escape the wrath of us, two clans, and the church!\'

"For those who had seen him in the inn, make them draw a portrait of the man who had harmed our young masters!"

Meanwhile, the person they hated so much was peacefully having his great sleep inside a small inn.

***

In the morning, when the sun rose from the east, Yang Lujia and the others woke up. Yang Lujia felt very refreshed. All this time, he had been constantly moving, especially in the array formation\'s core, where he had to spend several years in the tests alone. He had never had such a good sleep as last night.

"The association will start its tournament any minute later. I think I\'m gonna have a bath first," Yang Lujia said as he washed himself in the bathroom, feeling refreshed from the water touching his body.

"Ahhh…" he moaned and immediately shut up when he found the sound strange. "Okay, I shouldn\'t do that again."

Cai Hong, Brownie, Yin Hang, and Chao Xing, the Vengeful Pangolin, along with Yang Lujia set off in the morning. When the owner of the inn saw these people coming out of her inn, she was utterly shocked.

Only she knew that the young man upfront came here alone. Where did he get these several fellows? There was even a dog sleeping in his arms. Moreover, there was also an extremely beautiful lady with them!

She was only a mere inn owner. She didn\'t know if they were immortals, but from their demeanors and bearing, it was not far off to call them so. At least those were what she thought.

Yang Lujia and the others directly went to the City Arena extravagantly. That was because Yang Lujia let all of them wear some clothes that were specially made by him. All of these clothes looked fancy, according to his taste, but they actually had good defensive abilities. Unless a peak Saint Emperor came to attack them, like the Holy Light Emperor, no one could touch their skin at all.

That was how powerful the clothes that Yang Lujia produced were. His weapon-forging had already reached an unprecedented level, the same with his attainments in constructing array formations. Therefore, the weapons or treasures he would casually forge would be extremely of high quality.

When the people saw how extravagant they were as they marched through the city streets, the former were appalled and were very amazed by this kind of entrance.

As soon as they entered the City Arena, they were met with hot gazes, especially the gazes from the Du Clan and the Hao Clan. They had subordinates who would take part in this tournament; so naturally, they also could not miss this chance to deal with Yang Lujia. Basically, they had seen his appearance through the portraits, but Yang Lujia was oblivious to this.

Despite that, he had already marked these people dead. Revealing their killing intent, they needed to prepare for their death. However, Yang Lujia wouldn\'t take action unless they would do so. Killing people in broad daylight. That was not his style at all. But he would do so if they would make their first move.

It was only when Yang Lujia saw a person who was wearing a priest\'s clothing with a white biretta on top of his head did he know that these clans did not dare do anything with his presence. It seemed like every tournament done by the association was very important to everyone, hence explaining the presence of several key figures in this Sacred City.

"Heh…" Yang Lujia smugly scoffed and found himself a set of seats for them to sit.

He was being extremely arrogant.