Gou Zai Xianwu Chaos World, Physical Sainthood

The people inside the room had subtly split into four groups.

Four people were sitting at the table in the center.

Wei Lang was seated on the east side, with a man of similar age beside him.

Opposite the two were a man and a woman, both dressed as Taoist priests, and their expressions were intimate; they must have been a Taoist couple.

On the wall in front of the table hangs a landscape painting with the inscription "Yanqing Hall" on the plaque above it.

The couplet on the left and right reads, "A stick of incense dispels the long day, half a window of cloud shadows accompanies my leisurely body."

In front of the partition wall, a young man was lounging casually in a grand chair, one foot on the seat and the other on the armrest, with a peach in his mouth.

The man in the other chair sat quite upright, his eyes slightly closed, a jade ring tucked in his right hand.

Three people were sitting on the desk on the east side of the room, one of whom was none other than Wan Chuan.

"Senior Brother Xing, no matter how you look at it, the current situation doesn't look good."

"First there was Du Ruo, then Lu Cheng; both of them are more monstrous than the last."

"Du Ruo is alright. Since she has a family behind her, there must be some business dealings between them."

"But Lu Cheng is a different story. He's all alone, and he's not easily swayed by either soft or hard tactics. But if he has something in mind, then there's no way to stop him."

The one who spoke was the man next to Wei Lang, and the person he was talking to was a young man of about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old a few steps away.

The man stood with his back to the crowd, hands clasped behind his back, solemnly facing the window.

Only after hearing these words did he turn around.

The man had a fair complexion, lips as red as cinnabar, sparse eyebrows and delicate eyes, and was indeed a man with a woman's appearance.

However, he has a broad frame, straight shoulders and back, and deep, dark eyes, which reveal a calm and thoughtful demeanor.

"Have all of you fellow disciples come here for Du Ruo and Lu Cheng?"

The voice that came out was clear, cold, and sharp, like a sharp sword suddenly emerging from a deep, cold pool.

Standing in front of the wooden wall, a nonchalant-looking man took a bite of a peach with a "plop," chewed it a few times, and then shook his head, saying:

"What else can we do? With these two's terrifying talent, it won't be long before they've established a powerful force. Are we going to add two more chairs to this room?"

"Ha, why would I need two?" Wei Lang slapped the table, shook his head, and sighed.

"Don't you all know that these two are from the same place? And their friendship is so deep that they're living together!"

"What?" Everyone, including Wan Chuan, was shocked when Wei Lang said this.

Wei Lang gave a cold "snort" and curled his lip:

"I saw it with my own eyes. The two of them went to the county town to look for a house this morning."

At this moment, even Senior Brother Xing, who was standing by the window, could no longer maintain his calm and composed demeanor.

His brows were furrowed, and his hands behind his back kept fidgeting.

After a while, he pondered and said:

"Lu Cheng's progress is truly astonishing. He has reached this level in just a few days. I'm afraid that in less than half a year, none of us here will be his match."

Wan Chuan, sitting on the inner side of the east side, echoed:

"The key issue is that this kid is ungrateful. Doesn't he realize that if it weren't for me, where would he have learned his martial arts techniques?"

"Now they've actually gotten involved with that Ge Long, it's truly despicable."

"Senior Brother Xing, if he finds out it was you..."

"Shut up!"

Before the partition wall, the man sitting upright suddenly opened his eyes and interrupted Wan Chuan with a cold shout, "These things can be done, but not said. Don't you know that?"

Wan Chuan shrank back and gave an awkward laugh.

Although he didn't finish his sentence, the meaning was already quite clear.

This senior brother Xing is none other than Xing Du, who secretly passed on the "Minor Longevity Technique" to Lu Cheng half a month ago!

This person is not an elder at all, but a second-generation disciple of Washing Sword Peak!

The woman opposite Wei Lang smiled and said:

"Senior Brother Zhou, why get angry? There are only a few of us, so it's fine to talk it out. The sect has been facing increasing difficulties these past few years, so what's wrong with us finding ways to earn some money ourselves?"

"The key issue now is how to deal with Lu Cheng. Should we try to recruit him again, or..."

As she spoke, she reached out her right hand and pinched the neck of the man next to her.

The man wasn't annoyed. Instead, he raised his head and brought his neck towards the woman's hand, rubbing his neck against her palm.

Everyone in the room involuntarily frowned, and many cursed inwardly as "slut," turning their gazes toward Senior Brother Xing.

Wei Langdao:

"Senior Brother Xing, you have the highest cultivation level among us, and you are also the eldest disciple of Washing Sword Peak."

"To be honest, Lu Cheng is both your junior brother and the biggest threat to you. Your opinion is the most important factor in how to deal with him."

Xing Du didn't even lift his eyelids, only glancing at Wei Lang out of the corner of his eye, and inwardly cursing him as a "hypocrite".

But it cannot be denied that what Wei Lang said was indeed correct.

He sighed and said:

"In terms of talent, both Du Ruo and Lu Cheng have a slight chance of becoming the twelfth Martial Grandmaster of my Dongyang Sect."

"But just as Junior Sister Huang said, the sect is facing increasing difficulties. It is already quite a strain to supply Du Ruo alone, and with Lu Cheng added to the mix, it will probably be dragged down."

As he spoke, he looked at Wei Lang and the other person:

"Junior Brother Wei, Junior Brother Feng, would your Purple Cloud Peak be willing to allocate some medicinal pills to Lu Cheng each year?"

Wei Lang and the man beside him smiled and looked around:

"Hehehe, everyone basically lives on Zixia Peak, and everyone knows that Zixia Peak is entirely sustained by the meager housing fees. We ourselves are barely making ends meet, how could we possibly share with Lu Cheng?"

Xingdu nodded:

"That's true. The land rent on Zixia Peak is increasing every year. Even I'm planning to move to Xijian Peak."

He then looked at the two men in front of the wall, but before he could speak, the nonchalant man spoke first:

"Senior Brother Xing, stop asking us. Do you think rich people can be locked up on Wenxin Peak?"

"If it were a hundred years ago, when I was in charge of many notorious bandits, I could still get some information out of them, but now... sigh..."

Xing Du sighed:

"Everyone knows they don't have any surplus food, but if the higher-ups really go all out to feed Lu Cheng, can we really say no?"

"But we're all disciples, fighting on the same path. Who's willing to give up their opportunity to someone else?"

"Du Ruo's Qi Condensation Pill is finally secured, but Lu Cheng's is still missing."

"Many peak masters and elders are already in line, and with Lu Cheng added to the queue, when will it be our turn?"

"The path of martial arts has always been one of fierce competition and struggle."

The group nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Xing Du looked at Wan Chuan:

"Junior Brother Wan, could you please recount the events of our last bandit suppression encounter with two Body Refinement Realm martial artists?"

Wan Chuan nodded and recounted what he had seen that time.

After a moment, Xing Du spoke:

"Lu Cheng has been a disciple for a month now, and it's time to assign tasks. Since the last bandit suppression operation was not entirely successful, let him continue the work this time."

"The enemy only has two Body Refinement Realm experts on the surface, and who knows how many more hidden forces are behind them? I wonder which of my junior brothers are willing to join Lu Cheng in suppressing these bandits?"

……

On Tianzhu Peak, Lu Cheng chatted warmly with several third-generation disciples for a while before an elder hurriedly arrived.

The disciples bowed in greeting, but then they heard the arriving elder laughing and saying to Lu Cheng:

"So it's Junior Brother Lu!"