Chapter 143 - 98: Black Lotus Sect’s Saint Child, A Storm Is Brewing

Chapter 143: Chapter 98: Black Lotus Sect’s Saint Child, A Storm Is Brewing

As soon as Shen Feiyang entered the dilapidated factory, he immediately saw eleven diverse individuals gathered there. There were men and women of all shapes and sizes. Without exception, every single one of them possessed a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivation, and they all wore masks capable of shielding against Divine Thought perception.

This made Shen Feiyang remark inwardly, "A bunch of cowards hiding in the shadows. You deserve to cower in the sewers. Unlike me, I’m an official employee with a state payroll!"

Harboring this inexplicable sense of superiority, Shen Feiyang was the most arrogant person present, even though he was the only Qi Refining cultivator in the room. He walked with an exaggerated swagger, his chin tilted slightly upward in a highly punchable manner as he looked down his nose at everyone. He radiated an inexplicable confidence from the inside out.

His posturing actually managed to intimidate the other eleven people, who were entirely unaware of his true background. A Missionary wearing the ’No. 7 Mask’—a muscular man who was clearly a bodybuilder—couldn’t help but whisper to the curvaceous lady wearing the ’No. 9 Mask’ beside him. "What’s the deal with this new No. 10? Why is he acting so cocky?"

Hearing his question, the lady in the No. 9 Mask calmly took a drag from her slim cigarette and asked in return, "Is being cocky a crime?"

"HUH?!" The No. 7 bodybuilder scratched the back of his head and couldn’t help but think, "Oh right, being cocky really isn’t a crime... So he really can act cocky!"

Seeing how easily No. 7 was fooled, No. 9 shook her head inwardly. "Being cocky isn’t a crime, but it does make him very punchable! Just watch, someone is going to put that No. 10 in his place very soon."

Just as No. 9 expected, shortly after Shen Feiyang walked into the run-down factory, a skinny man wearing a ’No. 12’ mask stepped right in front of him.

"Are you the new No. 10?"

Feeling the Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivation radiating from No. 12, Shen Feiyang replied with feigned coldness, "What, do you want to die?"

WOW! Hearing the explosive exchange between Shen Feiyang and No. 12, the atmosphere inside the dilapidated factory instantly heated up. The onlookers cheered in their minds, "Fight, hurry up and fight. This will be a good show!"

The reason they were so eager to watch the drama unfold was entirely due to the unique occupational structure of the Black Lotus Sect. Within the Black Lotus Sect, there was a strict limit on positions; every spot was rigidly designated. A single city could only have twelve Missionaries, one Sub-Altar Master, and one Vice Sub-Temple Master. Meanwhile, one Black Lotus Sect Guardian could manage two sub-altars.

Therefore, if anyone wanted to climb the ranks in the Black Lotus Sect, they either had to challenge their superiors or develop as many new sub-altars as possible. After all, with every new sub-altar established, the Black Lotus Sect would gain twelve new spots for Missionaries and two positions for a Sub-Altar Master and a Vice Sub-Temple Master. Depending on their status, the ’gifts’ bestowed upon sect members varied vastly. This disparity existed even among the twelve Missionaries.

As a result, ’No. 11’ and ’No. 12’, who were lower in the hierarchy, were extremely dissatisfied with Shen Feiyang for immediately taking over the role of the original ’No. 10’ Missionary upon arrival. This wasn’t merely a simple numerical ranking; it directly affected how much profit they could reap from the Black Lotus Sect. This conflict of interest, coupled with Shen Feiyang’s measly Qi Cultivation Ninth Level Cultivation, made No. 12 suspect that the new ’No. 10’ had only gotten in through backdoor connections and possessed no real skill.

Although he didn’t know which big shot had arranged for Shen Feiyang’s entry, No. 12 felt that since the Black Lotus Sect allowed competition among its members, it wouldn’t be out of line for him to issue a challenge. He reasoned inwardly, "He’s just a brat in the Qi Cultivation Stage. What gives him the right to step on my head? Just because he has connections? I, No. 12... specialize in beating up nepotism hires!"

"Brat, you’re nothing but—"

Just as No. 12 was about to put Shen Feiyang in his place, a wave of killing intent locked onto him, causing his expression to instantly freeze. Moving stiffly, No. 12 raised his head. He saw an Ancient Evil Ghost clad in Ancient Battle Armor and wielding a Horn Bow, standing on the crossbeam of the abandoned factory. It stared down at him with indifferent eyes.

The unconcealed killing intent in its gaze and the cold gleam emanating from its arrowhead sent an immediate chill throughout No. 12’s entire body. Consequently, the previously tough No. 12 did an instant 180-degree turn.

"My mistake, bro. I was speaking a little too loudly just now. Please, come right in."

Seeing his cowardly display, the other Missionaries around them lost interest, casting looks of sheer disdain at No. 12. However, No. 12 didn’t care in the slightest. He justified to himself, "What’s wrong with bowing to the strong? Staying alive is nothing to be ashamed of! After all, how much is dignity worth anyway?"

As Shen Feiyang walked past No. 12, he suddenly remarked, "I have quite a few more like him. If you’d like to see them..."

"No, no, I’m good! Please head inside, bro, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time." No. 12 shook his head frantically, hastily clarifying that he had absolutely no intention of clashing with Shen Feiyang.

Seeing this, Shen Feiyang nodded in satisfaction. In reality, his words weren’t meant for No. 12, but for the rest of the onlookers. It was true that the mysterious Female Ghost’s Soul-Calling Banner housed many other powerful Evil Ghosts, but summoning them consumed his own Spiritual Power. Therefore, Shen Feiyang’s current limit was merely summoning two Foundation Establishment Stage Evil Ghosts.

However, the others were unaware of this limitation and were thoroughly intimidated by his claim. Besides, even if he could only summon a single Foundation Establishment Stage Evil Ghost, that alone proved Shen Feiyang was more than qualified to attend this meeting.