Chapter 660: The Eight Desolations Return to the Source

Chen Cheng’s gaze narrowed slightly as it swept over Ke Dali. He noticed the man seemed to have gotten a whole size fatter since they first entered the grotto-heaven.

Besides the iconic Mountain-Suppressing Xuanwu Armor on his back, there was also a large, bulging pack!

He also had several small pouches at his waist, along with a number of weapons.

The weapons were all different: a saber, a sword, an axe, a hook, and even a long whip coiled around his waist. He had gathered a full five of the eighteen traditional types of weapons!

Anyone who didn’t know better would probably think the man had come to the grotto-heaven specifically to sell weapons!

Clearly, Ke Dali was thriving in the grotto-heaven, and it seemed he’d done his fair share of highway robbery.

If there weren’t so many people present, Chen Cheng figured he wouldn’t be able to resist making a move and robbing this obscenely wealthy senior brother of his.

“Hey, kid! I’m talking to you! You bullied a True Disciple of our Great Dao Sect. How are we going to settle this score?”

Ke Dali hollered again.

Seeing the slightly heated gaze of the pretty boy before him, which held the distinct delight of a hunter spotting its prey, Ke Dali felt a sudden, inexplicable nervousness.

Based on his years of experience in the Jianghu, his intuition screamed that this pretty boy was dangerous. ‘I should stay as far away from him as possible!’

This intuition had always been uncannily accurate, helping him escape many fatal crises.

For someone with Ke Dali’s personality, his words were actually quite polite. This was especially true since the thing he hated most in his life was this type of pretty boy—men more beautiful than women!

‘If I’d run into him anywhere else, I would’ve just gone up and given him a good beating, pounded his face until it was black and blue, and then asked, “You got any goddamn sisters? Introduce all of ’em to me!”‘

But facing this pretty boy who carried a large hammer and exuded a demonic charm, he had no choice but to deliberate carefully.

After all, just a moment ago on the island, he had seen with his own eyes the corpses strewn about everywhere.

Three Stewards from Tide Hall, two Stewards from the Taiyi Sect, two Stewards from the Blood Moon Sect, and also the Taiyi Sect’s True Disciple Nangong Yi and Inner Sect Disciple Zhang Daozong.

Not a single one of them was a pushover! What was especially terrifying to consider was that they had clearly been killed while in a Battle Array formation.

Ke Dali considered his own Martial Arts Power formidable, and with his Mountain-Suppressing Xuanwu Armor, he could swagger through the grotto-heaven without a care. But even he couldn’t have accomplished something like this.

Therefore, this pretty boy was clearly stronger than him—and by a significant margin.

Of course, since Ke Dali possessed the Yellow Tier Spiritual Artifact, the Mountain-Suppressing Xuanwu Armor, which had invincible defense, he wasn’t overly afraid.

Besides, there were over a dozen of them, more than enough to easily take care of this powerful pretty boy.

His self-righteous and aggressive questioning was, of course, a ploy to make the pretty boy hand over some Heaven and Earth Spiritual Objects and top-tier medicinal materials to compensate for the Great Dao Sect’s “losses.”

Of course, this “loss” stemmed from the rules of the Jianghu: they had the advantage of numbers while the other party was alone. According to convention, they were naturally entitled to squeeze some treasures out of him. Not doing so would be a loss in itself!

As for why they hadn’t attacked right away, it was because Xiao Yingluo had put in a good word for the pretty boy.

She claimed this “Senior” was a good person, very kind-hearted, and hadn’t mistreated her in the slightest, and so on.

She didn’t even mention that this “Senior” had robbed her of a Low Grade Organ Refining Pill and two Source Crystal Jades.

Chen Cheng continued to ignore Ke Dali, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, one by one.

There were quite a few people from the Great Dao Sect. Besides Ke Dali, there was Qi Jianming and two Perfect Martial Artists of the Organ Refining Realm from the Qi Family.

Next to Xiao Yingluo stood four others: Xiao Nianci, Xia Lingfeng, and two Perfect Martial Artists of the Organ Refining Realm from the Xiao Family.

A total of nine people. All the members of the Great Dao Sect were gathered together.

Of course, the one person missing from their public roster was Chen Cheng himself.

In addition to the members of the Great Dao Sect, there were also five Jianghu Wanderers.

Although they were Jianghu Wanderers, their Martial Arts Power was not to be underestimated; all of them were Perfect Martial Artists of the Organ Refining Realm.

Moreover, for them to have dared enter the grotto-heaven, most had likely cultivated their Realm to the Second Layer.

To Chen Cheng’s great surprise, Tide Hall’s True Disciple, Duanmu Xi, was also standing beside the five Jianghu Wanderers, having apparently joined Ke Dali’s group as well.

As Chen Cheng scanned the crowd, everyone stared back at him with deep apprehension.

In everyone’s mind, this stunningly beautiful young man had killed nine people in less than two months. He was utterly ruthless!

Everyone secretly rejoiced that upon entering the grotto-heaven, the Array Gate hadn’t drawn them near the Kan Palace Array Hub. Otherwise, they feared they too would have been slain by this ruthless man!

“Senior Brother Ke, Senior didn’t bully me,” Xiao Yingluo said. “I have him to thank for looking after me all this time. It’s only because of him that I’ve been safe in the grotto-heaven.”

Now that she had reunited with the members of the Great Dao Sect and had so many people protecting her, her safety was assured. The weight on her heart finally lifted, and she was able to completely relax.

Her words clearly showed that she was favoring an outsider.

Ke Dali was instantly incensed, and this so-called “Senior” became even more of an eyesore to him.

“Junior Sister Xiao, haven’t I told you before? The Innate Realm Expert and the Demon Cultivator who entered the grotto-heaven have already been spotted elsewhere. This pretty boy is probably a True Disciple from some sect who deliberately hid his tracks to get in here. What makes you think he’s some ‘Senior’? He didn’t necessarily have good intentions for keeping you on the island!”

Ke Dali’s intention was to get Xiao Yingluo to be more discerning and not trust others so easily.

But his words had the opposite effect; Xiao Yingluo only grew more delighted.

‘If this handsome young master is one of my peers,’ she thought, ‘isn’t that even better?’

She had already secretly given her heart to the handsome young master. ‘He’s killed so many people, yet he treats only me with special favor. He must have feelings for me, too.’