Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 490 - 338: Lord Tan Lang? Dog Thief Star Lord, an unexpected exposure!

At dusk, the setting sun dipped low, and a light rain began to fall.

Thin as cow hair, the rain threads sprinkled down upon the earth, making everything damp and sticky.

Along the road, where the nudges of green grass and wildflowers peeked through the crevices of the blue stones, their heads emerged resiliently, only to be stepped on by the disheartened cultivators, instantly crushed into mud, ground into dust, and turned into a wet green paste sticking on the ground.

The disheveled flowers and the drizzle were as gloomy and wasted as the mood of the numerous cultivators at that moment.

For the cultivator Gui Erchun, today was a day beyond words.

He had lost.

He was utterly defeated.

This year’s Great Qin Legal Assembly was extraordinarily brilliant.

Most notably were the battles of Lord Tan Lang from the Self-Contained Heaven against Ye Qingxue and Xue Lingzi from the Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect against Que Yunzi from the Dao Sect.

Lord Tan Lang, unforgivable as those unfilial in nature, turned out to be concealing his cultivation level. Just when Ye Qingxue from the Qian Yuan Sword Sect, known as Fairy Ye, was on the verge of a breakthrough, Lord Tan Lang, with his incredibly powerful fighting intuition, made a risky move and brutally disrupted Fairy Ye’s breakthrough process.

What broke people’s hearts even more was where Lord Tan Lang’s embrace landed on Ye Qingxue, which Gui Erchun, who idolized her as a goddess, could hardly bear.

The meteoric downfall, like a great star from the Great Desolation plummeting from the sky, did it really land on the arena? In truth, it struck right into Gui Erchun’s heart.

The disorder all around was reflective of Gui Erchun’s messy feelings.

His heart was shattered.

It was somewhat ruffled and also somewhat hollow.

It’s certainly harsh to be frustrated in love.

But adding to that, without any pause, was the grief of the gambling loss, as he immediately rushed to the battlefield.

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Gui Erchun suddenly thought of his wealth halved, and he looked around only to see the winds blowing from every direction.

Sorrow approached, sorrow came, sorrow arrived from all around.

Lord Tan Lang? Ptui, Scoundrel Star Lord!

Clenching his teeth, Gui Erchun collected his emotions and followed the crowd towards the gathering outside Taiwu City.

At that moment, a white-haired elder stood in the center of the crowd, surrounded like the stars circle the moon, calmly speaking to the numerous cultivators about something.

Indeed, it was the senior Shen Ji Bai Xiao who had been stopped by the cultivators, who wished for him to comment briefly.

Gui Erchun, not minding others’ curses, immediately squeezed into the crowd.

"Fellow cultivators, since everybody wishes to hear my thoughts on today’s battles, then I shall speak briefly,"

"Regarding the battles today, most of them went as I predicted, but Lord Tan Lang’s and Xue Lingzi’s performances were beyond my expectations,"

"Lord Tan Lang’s talent for battle is exceptional, and his decisiveness in seizing the moment of combat is unparalleled. However, if one thinks that Lord Tan Lang’s cultivation surpasses Fairy Ye, that would be a grave mistake."

"If Lord Tan Lang indeed had a far superior cultivation than Fairy Ye, why would he have to resort to such risks? Did no one notice that at the moment of his final move when Fairy Ye enveloped him in a Thunder Prison, the minimal effect of the thunderous assault on Lord Tan Lang was much less than Fairy Ye had anticipated?"

"Furthermore, the space technique that allowed him to approach from mid-air so suddenly, coupled with the two aspects, led to Fairy Ye’s misjudgment and her ultimate defeat,"

"If I am not mistaken, Lord Tan Lang must have undergone some special secret technique to withstand thunder techniques, thereby reducing its impact,"

At this point, Shen Ji Bai Xiao paused in his speech.

Upon hearing this, Gui Erchun, grinding his molars, said: "Senior speaks with utmost accuracy. This Lord Tan Lang truly is a disgrace to all, hardening himself against thunder techniques, must be due to the many devious deeds he fears being punished by the heavens for."

"Lord Tan Lang? I spit on that! He should be called Scoundrel Star Lord!"

"My hard-saved essence of gold, half of it now deceived away by that villain’s pretense,"

As soon as he said this, numerous cultivators began to resonate with the sentiment, and the name Scoundrel Star Lord was heard everywhere.

"Let’s not argue, only by being rational and calm in viewing the battles can one laugh last. Fellow cultivators, it was precisely because Lord Tan Lang’s Cultivation Body and combat consciousness completely suppressed Fairy Ye that we saw her devastating loss today,"

"Has anyone noticed that Xue Lingzi from the Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect, the true hidden expert, did not rely on luck to defeat Que Yunzi from the Dao Sect? If I’m not mistaken, Xue Lingzi still has reserves of strength,"

"Therefore, I dare to assert that Xue Lingzi is a strong contender for the championship of the Great Qin Legal Assembly,"

"As for today’s battle between Xue Lingzi and Daoist Que Yunzi, I have a word to say, please listen quietly…"

At that point, Gui Erchun perked up and lent an eager ear to the ongoing speech.

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Inside the Honghu Courtyard, Yuan Jun sat cross-legged, bustling with enthusiasm as he played with crickets, and couldn’t help laughing happily:

"Xiao Lang, do you know what the cultivators outside are calling you now? Ha ha, Scoundrel Star Lord, how amusing for Yuan Jun,"

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"Mighty General, bite it~"

As Yi Chen pushed open the courtyard door, he saw a peach blossom mask reappear before him like a ghost in his small yard.

Looking at Yuan Jun, who nonchalantly placed a large persimmon on the stone platform without considering himself an outsider, Yi Chen’s heart skipped a beat.

Yuan Jun, are you here to show off your arsenal?

As a cultivator of the righteous path, that "eyes shall not gaze upon impropriety" was Yi Chengzi’s basic principle; he immediately averted his gaze discreetly, opened his spiritual vision, and smiled:

"It doesn’t matter, after all, it’s money earned from others, not allowing them a few words of curse would be too much,"

"Let them be, they will curse even more fiercely later..."

At the sound of this, the woman with the peach blossom mask suddenly stopped playing with the cricket, slammed the table, rose abruptly, and exclaimed in praise: