Fantasy, I suddenly understood the Chaotic Body

"Have you heard? Xiao Yun from the Chaos Holy Land has arrived in our Holy City."

"Is that Xiao Yun, the one who defeated our Holy Son Zhao Wuji?"

"Hmph, what qualifications does Zhao Wuji have to be the Holy Son of our Ancient Desolate Holy Land? As the Ancient Desolate Holy Body and the Holy Son of our Ancient Desolate Holy Land, he actually willingly follows Xiao Yun. He is truly a disgrace to our Ancient Desolate Holy Land."

"That's right. The Ancient Sacred Body reigns supreme over the world and sweeps across the eight wastelands. There have only ever been Ancient Sacred Bodies who died in battle, and there has never been an Ancient Sacred Body that followed someone else. Zhao Wuji has completely fallen."

"I heard the Chaos Holy Land came to form an alliance with us this time. They think they're worthy? What right does a declining Chaos Holy Land have to ally with us?"

"Let's go together and make them get out of the Holy City."

……

The news of Xiao Yun and his group entering the Holy City quickly reached the ears of the disciples of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, immediately arousing widespread indignation.

The main reason is that Zhao Wuji's following of Xiao Yun is a disgrace to their Ancient Holy Land. As a result, their disciples have been frequently ridiculed by outsiders during this period, making the Ancient Holy Land a laughing stock in the cultivation world.

After all, the Ancient Sacred Body is a supreme body, and Zhao Wuji is the holy son of the Ancient Sacred Land. There has never been anyone like him who would follow someone else; it would be too shameful.

Therefore, the disciples of the Ancient Holy Land now not only hate Xiao Yun, but also hate Zhao Wuji, this shameless traitor, even more.

The old guys in the Ancient Sacred Land might not offend Zhao Wuji, after all, Zhao Wuji's future potential is limitless, and they are waiting for Zhao Wuji to return to the Ancient Sacred Land in the future. Even if he doesn't come back, he will still take care of the Ancient Sacred Land.

However, the disciples of the Ancient Holy Land didn't care about that. They only cared about their own interests. As disciples of the Ancient Holy Land, they used to be respected when they went out, but now they were being ridiculed. Naturally, they hated Xiao Yun and Zhao Wuji, the two instigators, to the core.

So, not long after Xiao Yun and his group entered the Holy City, a large group of disciples from the Ancient Holy Land marched towards their residence, ready to cause trouble.

……

At this time, Xiao Yun and the others had already been arranged accommodations by Yang Zhan. Just now, Di Tian and Yang Zhan went to meet with the high-ranking members of the Desolate Ancient Holy Land to discuss the alliance.

As for Xiao Yun and Zhao Wuji, these two juniors, they were naturally not qualified to participate and could only stay at their residence to cultivate in seclusion.

However, Xiao Yun's cultivation level is currently stuck, and meditation is of little use, so he plans to go out for a stroll.

Xiao Yun was still unfamiliar with the Holy City, so he naturally had to ask Zhao Wuji, an acquaintance, to guide him.

Just as they were about to set off, a group of disciples from the Ancient Holy Land rushed over aggressively and surrounded them.

"That's the person!"

"Deacon Zhang said, he is Xiao Yun!"

"Hmph, they don't seem to have anything special about them. Could it be that they used some kind of trickery to defeat Zhao Wuji and Emperor Li Cheng?"

"I heard that he defeated Emperor Li Cheng using a battle formation, which was an unfair victory."

……

A group of disciples from the ancient holy land pointed and whispered among themselves about Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun's expression was cold, and he was in a very bad mood. After all, it was no wonder he was unhappy to be surrounded by so many people and treated like a monkey.

However, considering that the Chaos Holy Land was going to form an alliance with the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, he held back. He couldn't very well beat these people up right now.

Even if we're going to fight, we need to find a reason that leaves the Ancient Holy Land speechless.

Zhao Wuji, standing to the side, was less restrained. He surveyed the disciples of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land with a grim expression and shouted in a deep voice, "What do you want to do? Xiao Yun is an envoy of the Chaos Holy Land and a guest of our Ancient Desolate Holy Land. Your actions are simply damaging the relationship between our two holy lands. Get out of here at once!"

"Zhao Wuji, you are truly loyal to your master!" A young man with an extraordinary demeanor stepped out from the crowd. He was about twenty years old, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and long hair flowing down his shoulders. However, he had a mocking smile on his lips, and his gaze towards Zhao Wuji was full of sarcasm.

Zhao Wuji stared at the man, his voice icy cold: "Yang Wei, you defeated opponent, how dare you appear before me? I heard you've become a Holy Son now. If I hadn't left, you probably wouldn't have had this opportunity. What right do you have to be so insolent in front of me? Wasn't the lesson I taught you back then enough?"

The man in front of me is Yang Wei, a direct descendant of the Yang family. He is a young prodigy of the same generation as Zhao Wuji, with great talent. He once competed with Zhao Wuji for the position of Holy Son, but was defeated by Zhao Wuji.

Later, Zhao Wuji followed Xiao Yun to the Chaos Holy Land, leaving a vacant position for the Holy Son, which was then seized by Yang Wei.

Therefore, Zhao Wuji looked down on the person in front of him.

Yang Wei also harbored deep resentment towards Zhao Wuji. Now that he had finally found an opportunity to kick Zhao Wuji while he was down, he naturally didn't mind putting Zhao Wuji down. He immediately sneered, "Zhao Wuji, what's the use of you being arrogant here with me? You are the Ancient Sacred Body, and I am inferior to you, which is nothing. But you, a dignified Ancient Sacred Body, and the Holy Son of our Ancient Sacred Land, have actually stooped to follow a disciple of a fallen Chaos Sacred Land. You have utterly disgraced our Ancient Sacred Land."

"That's right, Zhao Wuji, you are not worthy to be the Holy Son of our Ancient Holy Land."

"As an ancient holy body, you actually followed someone else. You have completely disgraced the supreme body."

"Zhao Wuji, you have caused our Ancient Holy Land to be ridiculed. You are simply a sinner of our Ancient Holy Land."

"There have always been only ancient holy bodies that died in battle. When did the ancient holy bodies get subdued? Zhao Wuji, the appearance of the ancient holy bodies on you is a disgrace to the supreme bodies."

……

The group of disciples from the Ancient Holy Land behind Yang Wei were also indignant and began to criticize Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji's face grew increasingly grim. This was indeed a disgrace to him, but he believed that he would definitely defeat Xiao Yun in the future and that he would definitely become a Great Emperor. However, while he was confident, others did not believe him.

Xiao Yun, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore. No matter what, Zhao Wuji was his follower. He could be bullied by him, but he couldn't be bullied by others.

Then, Xiao Yun's eyes darted around, and he suddenly burst into laughter.

His laughter was somewhat abrupt, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the Ancient Holy Land.

Someone pointed at Xiao Yun and shouted angrily, "Xiao Yun, what are you laughing at? Are you mocking our Ancient Holy Land? How dare you!"

The others also glared at Xiao Yun, after all, they also hated him very much.

"I laugh because I find you all laughable!"

Facing the angry glares of the disciples from the Ancient Holy Land, Xiao Yun remained fearless. Instead, he said with a mocking expression, "A bunch of weaklings criticizing a strongman, shouldn't you find that laughable? Even if Zhao Wuji was defeated by me, he is still a respected opponent. But you—"

Xiao Yun swept his disdainful gaze across the people before him, his eyes filled with contempt and mockery: "And you, you don't even deserve to be my opponents. I don't know what gave you the courage, a bunch of weaklings, instead of striving to cultivate, you come to ridicule a strong person. Who gave you the audacity?"