Invincible Divine Doctor of the Beautiful Lady-Chapter 908 - 882 Overestimating Oneself

Liang Youshan felt very uncomfortable after hearing this, "Hey, what do you mean by that? Just because you’re from the Haoyan Skies Beyond the Skies, does that make you impressive and extraordinary? Does that mean you can disregard everyone else and completely ignore them?"

Hearing Liang Youshan dare to retort, the crowd from the Haoyan Skies Beyond the Skies clearly looked at Liang Youshan with unfriendly eyes.

The leading man in white gave a cold smile, looking disdainfully at Liang Youshan, "With power, you can disregard everything. And who are you? Do you really think you few can meddle in this murky water? You are truly overestimating yourselves."

Liang Youshan was furious, "Damn it, what’s wrong with us? You are from the Haoyan Skies Beyond the Skies, and we are from Myriad Saints Valley. Do you think we’re just a notch below you?"

The man in white remained indifferent, "Myriad Saints Beyond the Skies? Just a noisy crowd, that’s all."

"You—" Liang Youshan was filled with rage; this wasn’t just an insult to him but also to Myriad Saints Beyond the Skies.

Tangyu patted Liang Youshan, "Forget it, there’s no need to argue with such people."

"Hmm?" The man in white furrowed his brows, casting a cold glance at Tangyu.

Several disciples from Wudang Mountain had faces of helplessness. One of the Earthly Realm disciples braced himself and said, "Everyone, let’s go up the mountain first. The friends from Myriad Saints Valley are here to help because their families are taking refuge on our Wudang Mountain."

Upon hearing this, the man in white felt slightly better, flicking his robe as he said, "Let’s go up the mountain."

The group quickly arrived at Wudang Mountain. Though Wudang Holy Land is a place for pure cultivation, it appeared lifeless and oppressed at this moment, with little vitality. Many disciples were practicing martial arts on the square.

The group directly entered the main hall, where all the elite disciples of Wudang Mountain were gathered.

Wudang Holy Land had only two Imaginary Realm experts, one being the ancestor of Wudang Mountain, and the other the sect master True Person. There were only over fifty Earthly Realm disciples, many of whom were severely injured, all with grim and somber expressions.

The arrival of Tangyu and his team drew the attention of everyone; even the ancestor of Wudang Mountain and the sect master True Person turned their eyes on them.

The man in white from the Haoyan Skies Beyond the Skies casually saluted the Wudang ancestor and sect master True Person, "Fang Qiutian, chief disciple of the Haoyan Skies Beyond the Skies, greets both seniors and fellow daoists."

The people behind him also bowed and saluted, though their attitude still felt arrogant. Yet, having something to ask for, they naturally had to tolerate others’ temper.

The Wudang ancestor nodded to Fang Qiutian and his group, "Then we’ll trouble you, young daoists." Finished speaking, the Wudang ancestor’s gaze also fell on Tangyu, clearly puzzled by them.

Tangyu smiled lightly, "Tangyu from Myriad Saints Valley, greets the seniors."

Liang Youshan and the other three also bowed and greeted in turn, then explained their purpose.

The Wudang ancestor also nodded slightly, "So it’s the four young daoists from Myriad Saints Valley. Then we shall rely on you. Our Wudang Mountain’s life and death depend on you young daoists now."

Fang Qiutian laughed easily, "No problem. Since we’re here, we naturally ensure the safety of Wudang Mountain. The Dark World is nothing but a gang of small thieves. Even with support from the Yao Race and traitors from Jingshan Sixteen Caves, they pose no threat and are not to be feared. In the next battle, I’ll make sure they are utterly defeated."

Fang Qiutian was filled with arrogance, entirely confident, and did not take the Dark World seriously.

This attitude made the people of Wudang Mountain frown slightly. Such boasting seemed frivolous and reckless, which was not a good thing.

The sect master True Person frowned slightly, looking at Fang Qiutian, "Daoist Fang Qiutian, the power of the Dark World invasion this time should not be underestimated. So far, the Dark World has launched two assaults, and our Wudang Mountain has retreated each time, with heavy casualties. Although all you daoists have exceptional strength, you must not be careless. This time, the number from the Dark World far surpasses ours."

The Wudang ancestor had an air of an Immortal, with white hair and beard, wrinkles marking him as a relic living over a century.

The sect master True Person was also in his ancient years, exuding the aura of the Immortal Clan.

Fang Qiutian smiled faintly, still full of disdain, "There’s no need for the sect master True Person to worry. The Dark World is just a motley crew. What can they do with more people? It’s not about numbers, but about quality. All those I brought are elite figures from the Haoyan Skies Beyond the Skies, each able to handle a situation alone. We can perform the Joint Formation, whose power is astounding. We fear not, even against an Imaginary Realm one."

"At that time, as long as you cooperate with us well and follow my command in battle, I guarantee the Dark World will be wiped out with no return."

Fang Qiutian’s enthusiasm was also full of arrogance.

As he spoke, he cast a somewhat disdainful look at Tangyu and the others, as if to say, you need to follow my lead.

This—

The people from Wudang Mountain exchanged glances, whispering among themselves.

Fang Qiutian and his group, upon arrival, directly sought to seize control, which indeed came off as excessively domineering.

Wudang Mountain invited them for assistance, so in terms of action, they should listen to Wudang Mountain’s command. Instead, they came and directly wanted to seize command. Doesn’t this mean entrusting the fate of Wudang Mountain completely into their hands?

The ancestors of Wudang and the True Person Sect Master also looked a bit grave, after all, this concerns the crucial plan for the survival of Wudang Mountain and cannot be taken lightly.

"What? Does the Sect Master not trust us?" Fang Qiutian raised his eyebrows slightly, his tone clearly containing a hint of displeasure.

The Sect Master quickly said, "It’s not that, it’s just that this matter is too significant, all plans must be carefully discussed. Besides, the battlefield changes too much, so we can’t be careless."

Fang Qiutian said, "Naturally, I’ve considered all that. In general, it’s still strength that speaks; in the face of absolute strength, all else is just fleeting clouds."

Tangyu smiled coldly, "So you mean your strength is so great that you don’t need any tactics to drive back the Dark World?"

Fang Qiutian’s arrogance was really hard for Tangyu to bear. Confidence is good, but blind confidence is too much—it’s not a good thing. Especially since this issue has vast implications and concerns the life and death of a Holy Land.

Thus, there can be no room for carelessness.

Even Tangyu dares not be careless in the slightest, yet Fang Qiutian appears as if victory is within easy reach, naturally making others uncomfortable.

Fang Qiutian immediately looked displeased and turned towards Tangyu, "My strength isn’t considered strong, but under the Imaginary Realm, there are few enemies. In the current battle, the Imaginary Realm won’t intervene, so as long as they don’t step in, how can the Dark World trouble me? What’s wrong with me leading the battle and planning tactics? I’m thinking for the sake of Wudang Holy Land, the sooner we repel the Dark World, the sooner we resolve this battle situation. What, you think there’s something wrong with that?"

"Of course there’s something wrong. How do you know the Dark World is so weak? Are you so confident you can hold the heavens up with your own strength and suppress the Dark World on your own?" Tangyu said.

Fang Qiutian gave a cold hum, "Naturally, I have that kind of confidence."

"I think you’re overestimating yourself," Tangyu mocked.

Fang Qiutian’s face turned cold, and he looked at Tangyu with anger and displeasure, "So you mean you’re very powerful? Hmm, if so, let me experience the skills of a disciple from Myriad Saints Valley."

As he spoke, Fang Qiutian directly launched a punch towards Tangyu, clearly wanting to embarrass him.

The ancestors of Wudang and the Sect Master turned their eyes this way. The battle came too quickly for them to intervene.

"Hmph, get lost!" Tangyu snorted angrily and struck out with a palm.

This palm heavily hit Fang Qiutian’s fist, and an overwhelming force pressed down.

As the fist touched Tangyu’s palm, Fang Qiutian’s expression drastically changed, feeling an irresistible force crushing down, vast and mighty, completely shattering his power as if it was an egg hitting a rock. He hadn’t felt this weak for a long time.

Under the overwhelming force, Fang Qiutian had to retreat and nearly fell, but was supported by several disciples of Haoyan Sect, otherwise, it would’ve been even more humiliating.

What—

"This is too—"

This scene shook everyone, eyes widening in disbelief as they stared at Tangyu.

Fang Qiutian’s expression was extremely unsightly, and the disciples of Haoyan Sect were deeply shocked, their expressions somewhat dazed.

Especially Fang Qiutian, looking dumbfounded at Tangyu, this fact was too hard for him to accept.

The ancestors of Wudang and the Sect Master also jumped to their feet, their eyes at Tangyu full of change.

"Imaginary Realm, actually an Imaginary Realm expert, and Myriad Saints Valley has such a young Valley Master?"

"Haven’t heard of it, could it be a newly promoted Valley Master?"

"To think he’s an Imaginary Realm expert, how come he keeps such a low profile?"

Tangyu gave a leisurely glance at Fang Qiutian, whose face was extremely unpleasant, "It’s better to be low-key in life."

This sentence left Fang Qiutian with no retort. In front of an Imaginary Realm expert, he could only concede. And, especially one of such a young age.

The ancestors of Wudang and the Sect Master came forward, the ancestor of Wudang said, "So it’s the Valley Master of Myriad Saints Valley personally visiting, apologies for the neglect."

Tangyu smiled lightly, "I am the 18th Valley Master of Myriad Saints Valley, greetings to both of you. I came this time because my family is taking refuge at your Wudang Mountain. I also came to lend Wudang Mountain a hand. Although I cannot intervene, I can prevent the Imaginary Realm experts from the Dark World from acting, just to be safe. After all, the Dark World’s plan is big this time, it’s possible they might advance the final battle."