Pill Saint, Weapon Emperor, Array God, Unparalleled in the World

Luo Chen looked at him: "What, you don't want to?"

"I want to! I dream about it!"

The guard's voice trembled, and he couldn't suppress his excitement.

A slightly older guard next to him clenched his fists, his lips trembling for a long time before he finally spoke haltingly.

"Patriarch...we're just roughnecks...how could we possibly be worthy of cultivation..."

Luo Chen glanced at him: "Whether I'm worthy or not is up to me."

Everyone knelt on the ground, looking up at Luo Chen with their eyes shifting from astonishment to burning passion, and then from burning passion to unwavering determination.

"Thank you, Patriarch! We are willing to follow you, even unto death!"

Luo Chen nodded.

"From now on, everyone's salary will be increased fivefold, and your family will also enjoy a better life."

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of several men immediately reddened.

One of the guards turned his head away, secretly wiping the corner of his eye, and his shoulders were still trembling slightly when he turned back.

What do they gain from risking their lives for others?

Isn't it all about ensuring that your family has enough to eat and wear?

After working for so many years, the money he saved up was barely enough to buy his wife a new set of clothes.

Now, with just a word from the patriarch, they get five times the salary and are allowed to cultivate. This shows that they are treated like human beings.

Zhao Meng sniffed and kowtowed heavily.

"Patriarch, from this day forward, my life, Zhao Meng's life, is dedicated to the Luo family. Anyone who dares to lay a finger on the Luo family will face my wrath!"

Fang Hai and the others also kowtowed, the muffled sounds echoing in the courtyard.

Luo Chen told them to get up and instructed them to go about their tasks.

Zhao Meng led two men to collect the body for burial, while Fang Hai distributed spirit stones to the other guards.

Luo Chen watched the people in the courtyard busily cleaning up the mess, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wu Qingzong has temporarily weathered this storm. Once that old man returns, Gao Yang will definitely send an even more ruthless character.

Gu Kong and the people from the Fierce Blade Sect should be arriving soon as well.

The gatekeepers are too weak; we need to get some real fighters back.

You can't do everything yourself; it's beneath you and too much trouble.

He decided to go to Great Spirit City.

That place was the largest city in the surrounding thousands of miles, a melting pot of all sorts of people you could run into.

We need to find some skilled guards and bring them back to protect his property.

Having made up his mind, Luo Chen returned to the training room and sat down cross-legged to cultivate all night.

The Tai Xu Hun Tian Gong circulated smoothly, and spiritual energy surged through the meridians.

When I opened my eyes again, the morning light was already streaming in through the window.

Luo Chen got up, washed his face, changed into a dry blue robe, and went out.

When the Iron-feathered Vulture saw Luo Chen come out, it let out a cheerful cackle and flapped its wings as it flew closer.

He flipped himself onto the vulture's back and patted its neck.

"Let's go to Great Spirit City."

The eagle spread its wings and carried him into the sky, flying eastward.

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Wu Qingzong, the young sect leader of the inner palace.

You Yicheng stood at the door, his robes covered in mud, his face ashen, looking like an eggplant that had been frostbitten for three days.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the gloom on his face, cupped his hands, and called out to those inside.

"Young Master, I'm back."

With a rustling sound, the beaded curtain of the inner hall swayed, and Gao Yang strode out.

He was dressed in a brocade robe, with a jade belt around his waist, and his face still held the pleasant feeling of having just drunk spiritual tea, with the smile on his lips not yet fading.

When his gaze fell on You Yicheng, his smile froze.

"You came back alone? Where's Julie?"

You Yicheng's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and with a bitter face, he poured out all his grievances.

"Young Master, the Zhu family is gone. The entire family was slaughtered. The Luo family took over the house and renamed it the Luo family. Elder Li went there, but everyone was killed; their remains were never found."

He took a breath, swallowed hard, and continued.

"I took six disciples with me. Two of them were killed on the spot by that beast Luo Chen. The rest were all injured. I barely managed to escape back and report the news."

As Gao Yang listened, the chill on his face grew stronger.

"So, you didn't even lift a finger? You just ran back like that?"

You Yicheng was so taken aback by his words that his face twitched, and he quickly tried to explain.

"Young Master, that kid is incredibly strange. He's a Grandmaster, yet he sent me, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, flying with a single palm strike! Moreover, there's a formation in his mansion; it looks like it was set up by a master. Who would dare to rush in recklessly?"

He took a half step forward, lowered his voice, and said, "If I also perish there, who will come back to inform you? Young Master, if you go there and know nothing, wouldn't you be at a disadvantage?"

Gao Yang frowned, snorted, and interrupted him.

"You, an inner sect elder with only the fifth level of Foundation Establishment cultivation, were terrified by a mere brat, and you still have the nerve to talk to me about reason?"

You Yicheng lowered his head, thinking to himself, "Why don't you go and give it a try?"

He gritted his teeth, changed the subject, and put on a concerned expression.

"Young Master, the most urgent matter right now isn't about getting angry at me, but about your own important affairs. The rumors about you and Julie have spread like wildfire throughout Great Wilderness City; even the waiters at the inn are gossiping about it."

He glanced at Gao Yang's face and lowered his voice.

"The best course of action now is to marry Miss Yao as soon as possible and establish a formal relationship. That way, anyone who tries to gossip about you and Julie will have no proof, and the Yao family will be more secure."

Gao Yang frowned, then suddenly waved his hand impatiently.

"My affairs are none of your concern."

He looked up at You Yicheng and pointed towards the door.

"Go back first, calm your nerves, you're still scared out of your wits. Don't get in my way here."

You Weicheng's face turned bright red, and his lips trembled several times.

As a dignified inner sect elder, to be told to his face that he was "terrified" is no different from slapping him across the face.

He couldn't refuse the young master's request, so he gave a firm bow and turned to leave.

The gazes from the disciples behind him felt like needles pricking his back, making him feel incredibly embarrassed with every step he took.

As he stepped out of the inner palace, he glanced back at the figure in brocade robes inside, his teeth grinding together.

"I've run around for him for so many years, and I haven't even received a single kind word in return. Instead, I've only received a lot of complaints."

He clenched his fist, then relaxed it. "Losing money on both sides, damn it, losing money on both sides."

Inside the door, Gao Yang watched You Yicheng's back disappear into the end of the corridor, then kicked over the flower stand next to him.

"Luo Chen, you're incredibly tough."

He gripped the back of the chair, his knuckles white. "Julie is the vessel I've set my sights on. If you kill her, you're slapping me in the face."

"You just wait. Once I marry Yao Ruobai and have some free time, I'll make sure you know what it means to wish you were dead."

You are right, that old man. The wedding can't be delayed any longer; it must be done as soon as possible.

If this drags on any longer, rumors will reach the Yao family's ears, and who knows what kind of trouble might arise with the marriage?

"Guards, prepare the betrothal gifts. I must go to the Yao family to propose marriage within three days."

He called out towards the door, his voice tinged with annoyance.

The young disciple outside responded and hurried away.

Gao Yang spat fiercely.

"Luo Chen, you dare to ruin my plans? You won't be able to keep this up for long."

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