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Yang Fei spoke as he carefully placed the nine lotus-shaped earrings into his bosom.

These earrings not only contained Stone Fire but also included Mysterious Ice Qi, being the purest condensation of nature's spiritual energy.

Yang Fei planned to carve a small Spirit Gathering Array on them and then give them to Lin Xueyi and several other women.

This little trinket was not much use to a cultivator, but for ordinary people, its effects were quite magical.

When Lin Xueyi and the women wore them as accessories, in winter they emitted the warmth of Warm Jade from the Stone Fire, keeping the chill at bay.

In summer, they released Mysterious Ice Qi, offering a cool sensation to the wearer, refreshing both body and mind.

This showcased the magic of cultivation magical instruments.

Modern technological civilization, no matter how advanced, has yet to reach this stage.

No one expected Yang Fei, this fellow, to engage in personal activities amidst the competition.

Seeing his Divine Might, no one dared to speak.

Ma Tiansheng's brow furrowed tightly, his face as dark as water.

Among them, he was the most disgruntled.

Ma Tiansheng thought to himself, "Too bad my skills are too weak, unable to represent the sect in battle."

"If my eldest senior brother were here, with his Hook Sword of Wu's prestige, he'd easily dominate the scene and render Yang speechless!"

With that thought, Ma Tiansheng found an excuse to leave and secretly made a phone call in the bathroom.

A while later, he emerged with a noticeably proud expression.

Without a word, he stood behind the crowd, his eyes expectant.

Yang Fei looked at the group; no one spoke, making him smile smugly.

Adopting a leader-like demeanor, he droned on with official jargon for over ten minutes.

The crowd listened with gritted teeth, cursing him as a bureaucrat internally.

Long Xiaoshuai, observing from the side, chuckled secretly.

Normally, the boss isn't this pedantic; what's gotten into him today?

Quickly, Long Xiaoshuai figured out Yang Fei's intention.

The guy was getting a kick out of acting like an official, with the first blaze of his new position setting alight.

Yang Fei rambled on, even making himself flush with embarrassment, reluctantly ceasing his lecture.

Noticing the crowd's expressions, resembling a swallowing of dung, he burst into hearty laughter.

"How do you feel, uncomfortable? Frustrated?"

Feigning concern, he went on to ask.

The crowd glared furiously except for Daoist Huolizi, who spoke obediently.

"Report to the team leader, I feel quite frustrated. If I weren't powerless against you, I'd have left long ago."

Yang Fei laughed loudly, giving Daoist Huolizi's shoulder a hearty slap.

"You're quite sharp; let me be honest, all this official talk almost made me puke too."

Daoist Huolizi was taken aback, then burst into laughter, feeling much closer to Yang Fei.

Yang Fei's openness and humor bridged the psychological gap among the crowd.

Looking at this comical fellow, they surprisingly felt less angry.

At that moment, Ma Tiansheng's phone suddenly rang.

Seeing the screen, his expression became notably proud.

Ma Tiansheng approached Yang Fei and even saluted him.

"Report, I've invited an esteemed cultivator to join the Dragon Group, and I'm going to greet him."

Yang Fei was momentarily stunned, glancing at the nearby Long Xiaoshuai.

Quickly understanding, Long Xiaoshuai didn't consult Yang Fei, but looked at Ma Tiansheng.

"Your recommended person is here? Who is it?"

Somewhat proudly, Ma Tiansheng raised his head.

"Reporting to the deputy team leader, this time, it's our Kongtong Sect's eldest senior brother Wu Hook."

Long Xiaoshuai was taken aback.

"The master with the Wu Hook Magical Instrument? Quickly invite him in!"

Respectfully, Ma Tiansheng saluted Long Xiaoshuai, casually glancing at Yang Fei, then headed outside the Dragon Group camp.

Merely mentioning "Wu Hook," stirred the crowd.

Even the name seemed to possess an unusual power.

"Kongtong Sect's top talent, Wu Hook has finally arrived."

"I hear he's surpassed the Late Foundation Building Stage, cultivating an Immortal Body, aiming for Ascension."

"Where is this Wu Hook? I can't wait to witness his Divine Light."

...

Listening to the discussions, Yang Fei grew curious.

Under such fame, real ability is required; Wu Hook, achieving an Immortal Body at the Foundation Establishment Stage, truly was noteworthy.

Suddenly, Yang Fei noticed Daoist Huolizi's strange expression, seemingly hostile.

He didn't have time to think further when Ma Tiansheng arrived with a Taoist, cheekbones high and lacking cheek flesh, entering the Dragon Group camp.

The Taoist's gray-brown eyes were sharp like a hawk; wherever he looked, Divine Light sparkled.

His gaze swept the crowd from left to right.

When his eyes landed on Daoist Huolizi, a murderous aura exploded on his face.

"It's you? Dare you still appear here?"

Daoist Huolizi replied indifferently.

"Why shouldn't I appear here?"

"Prideful Huaxia belongs to the world, not your Kongtong Sect, nor your private property, Wu Hook."

Taoist Wu Hook sneered coldly, suddenly charging at Daoist Huolizi.

"Herb thief, return my Nine Purple Jade Leaf Ganoderma, or it's war to the death."

Wu Hook spoke as an extremely bright light flew out from the bundle on his back, rapidly rotating around him.

This abrupt change caught even Ma Tiansheng off guard, freezing him on the spot.

The crowd saw clearly the rotating object around Wu Hook, a crescent-like weapon shimmering with soft Divine Light.

Someone exclaimed, "It's Wu Hook, a Sixth Grade Magical Instrument!"

"How powerful, I already feel the weight of its pressure."

"This Wu Hook Taoist is extraordinary too; his skill power likely exceeds Daoist Huolizi."

...

Amidst the exclamations, Daoist Huolizi's expression grew tense.

Yang Fei nodded slightly.

Wu Hook's sword Wu Hook Magical Instrument was a high-quality item.

For Daoist Huolizi, dealing with it would be challenging.

Yang Fei had no intention to intervene; clearly, these two had previous conflicts, it was personal.

Daoist Huolizi released a Flame Blade with a whoosh, its edge solidified, scattering Fire Ions everywhere.

Whoosh!

With a soft sound, the Wu Hook Sword cut through Daoist Huolizi's Flame Blade, aiming for his throat.

Daoist Huolizi rapidly retreated, grabbing a Yellow Gourd from his waist, hastily opening its mouth.

Screech!

A bird's call echoed as a flame burst from the gourd's mouth.

Within the flames, vaguely visible was a Three-legged Golden Crow flapping its wings, crying piteously.

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