Chapter 231: Ruthless Destroyer of Flowers! Senior Sister, this song sounds truly terrible!

"Or… you bunch of trash, might as well all come together. This seat is in a hurry to go back and warm the bed for the Sect leader."

Gu Lan's arrogance to the extreme, even carrying a shameless mocking tone, echoed long over the empty Sunset Plain.

The entire scene was dead silent.

On the Righteous Path camp's side, all the Cultivators were so shocked by these words that their scalps tingled, and their complexions turned alternately green and pale.

Warm the bed?!

A dignified seven-chi man, formerly a Core Disciple of the Qingyun Sect, actually treated the humiliating act of "warming the bed" for the Demonic Cult's Female Demon Lord as capital to show off in front of the heroes of the world?!

This was simply tearing off the face of the entire Righteous Path and throwing it on the ground to grind fiercely!

Meanwhile, on the Demonic Cult's camp side.

Sitting high upon the purple-gold throne, Ye Hongzhuang not only didn't feel offended upon hearing these words, but instead, a trace of extreme satisfaction and pleasure flowed within those deep Phoenix eyes.

"Heh, this little undercover agent is truly getting better and better at pleasing this seat."

She lazily changed her posture, those slender and fair thighs faintly discernible beneath the black-gold phoenix robe, her red lips parting slightly: "Since he is in a hurry to come back and warm the bed, this seat will wait and see how he sweeps away this group of hypocrites."

Saintess Ji Wushuang at the side was grinding her teeth in anger.

"This damned Gu Lan! Spouting nonsense in public! If anyone is going to warm the bed, it should be for me!"

The soul-locking whip in her hand was squeezed until it creaked, but her gaze was fixed intently on Gu Lan upon the arena, afraid that he would be ambushed by the people of the Righteous Path.

On the arena.

Gu Lan still maintained that punchable smile, one hand pressing on the soul-devouring demon sword at his waist, not even making a Move to draw the sword.

"What? No one dares to come up?"

"Weren't you just clamoring to clean up the portal and carry out justice on behalf of heaven?"

His gaze swept over the pale-faced Elders of various Sects in the front of the Righteous Path, his tone filled with disdain: "If the younger generation has all died off, you bunch of old bones can also come up together. Anyway, this seat is in a good mood today, and doesn't mind sending a few more people to meet the King of Hell."

"Arrogant demonic Disciple! Do not be rampant!"

Just as Elder Lei Yan was so angry he was about to self-detonate on the spot.

"Clang—"

A crisp, melodious, yet bone-chilling sound of an ancient zither suddenly rang out from within the Righteous Path camp.

Following closely.

A light blue, beautiful figure fluttered out like a butterfly weaving through flowers from the Formation of Xuanyin Pavilion, landing lightly upon the arena.

The newcomer was an exquisitely beautiful woman wearing a veil.

Her figure was slender and graceful, holding an entire jade-colored ancient zither that was crystal clear. Although her full appearance could not be seen, the pair of eyes exposed outside were as cold as autumn water.

"It's the Saintess of Xuanyin Pavilion, Lin Qingyin!"

"Great! Senior Sister Lin is an existence ranked in the top three of our Righteous Path Prodigy leaderboard, and her single-handed 'Xuantian Nine Tones' is superb, killing people invisibly! She will definitely slay this devil!"

Seeing this woman appear, the Righteous Path Disciples, whose morale was originally low, finally reignited a trace of hope.

Lin Qingyin stopped ten zhang away from Gu Lan.

She horizontalized the jade zither before her, her slender jade fingers gently resting upon the strings, with no angry curses, only a suffocating killing intent.

"Gu Lan."

Lin Qingyin's voice was like spring water striking stones, crisp yet icy.

"You betrayed the Righteous Path and fell into the demonic gates. Today, my Xuanyin Pavilion will use this 'Cleansing Heart Tune' to wash away the filthy Devilish Qi all over your body and send you on your way!"

"Cleansing Heart Tune?"

Gu Lan dug his ear, putting on an expression of extreme disgust.

"Great Saintess Lin, do you have some misunderstanding about the Demonic Cult?"

"People of our Demonic Cult have always only liked listening to decadent music. Tunes like yours, sounding like chanting in a nunnery, aren't even qualified to coax a child to sleep, yet you want to kill me?"

"Courting death!"

Lin Qingyin was enraged by his vulgar words.

No longer wasting words, her jade fingers suddenly plucked the zither strings!

"Clang—!!!"

A terrifying sonic boom that seemed capable of tearing apart the Divine Soul exploded thunderously on the arena.

The visible soundwaves transformed into hundreds of light blue, sharp wind blades, sweeping toward Gu Lan like a violent storm. Not only were these wind blades incomparably sharp, but even more frighteningly, they carried a strong Divine Sense attack!

If struck by these soundwaves, even a Golden Core Stage Cultivator would instantly fall into a daze, leaving them to be slaughtered at will!

"Just this?"

Gu Lan stood in place, not moving at all.

He didn't even use the Protective Aura of his Physical Body as he did against the monk Wunian earlier; the moment the soundwaves struck, a demonic purple light flashed deep within his eyes.

The Purple Extreme Golden Core circulated!

A burst of Mental Energy, a hundred times more domineering and evil than the soundwaves of Xuanyin Pavilion, acted like an invisible barrier, directly blocking before him.

"Puff, puff, puff—"

Those soundwave wind blades that seemed capable of cutting gold and fracturing jade crashed three chi in front of Gu Lan, like hitting an invisible iron wall, instantly shattering into specks of blue light and dissipating into the air.

Not even a corner of Gu Lan's clothing was ruffled.

"How is this possible?!"

The expression beneath Lin Qingyin's veil finally changed.

Although she knew Gu Lan had instantly killed Wunian earlier and possessed an extremely strong Physical Body, her soundwave attacks primarily targeted the Divine Soul. Gu Lan actually hard-resisted it relying purely on Mental Energy? How old was he, and how could his Divine Sense possibly be strong to this extent?!

"It's fine if the song sounds terrible, but you don't even have the strength to scratch an itch."

Gu Lan yawned, walking step by step toward Lin Qingyin.

"How about this seat teaches you what true 'movement' is."

"Xuanyin Dharma Manifestation! Net of Heaven and Earth!"

Lin Qingyin felt an unprecedented sense of crisis; she bit the tip of her tongue and spat a mouthful of Origin blood onto the jade zither.

"Hum hum hum!!!"

The jade zither radiated intense light, her ten fingers flying like wind, pulling out rows of afterimages on the strings.

In midair, Spiritual Qi gathered crazily, actually transforming into several giant celestial maiden phantoms holding pipa and long flutes. These phantoms played music simultaneously, and countless soundwaves transformed into substantial chains, shrouding Gu Lan covering the sky and earth, attempting to suppress him firmly.

This Move had already touched the threshold of the Late Golden Core Stage!

"Junior Brother, be careful!"

In a corner of the Righteous Path camp, Jiang Wanqing watched with her heartbeat skipping half a beat, her hands tightly gripping her clothes' corners, her nails sinking deep into her flesh.

"This Lin Qingyin actually used Origin blood! Once this Net of Heaven and Earth Formation contracts, even Magic Treasures can be shredded!"

Jiang Wanqing screamed wildly in her heart, wishing she could rush up right now to help Gu Lan block this blow.

But staring closely at Gu Lan upon the arena, the "automatic filtering" mechanism in her mind started running wildly again.

"Why isn't Junior Brother drawing his sword? Why isn't he dodging?!"

"With his strength, if he draws that demon sword, even if he couldn't win, he could definitely break open this soundwave Formation!"

"What is he hesitating about?!"

Jiang Wanqing's eye sockets instantly turned red.

"I understand… He doesn't want to hurt people!"

"If he draws the demon sword, with the fierceness of the demon sword, Lin Qingyin would definitely die! Although Junior Brother pretends on the surface to be an unpardonable Devil Head, his heart is still toward the Righteous Path; he cannot bear to deal a fatal blow to his former comrades, which is why he chooses to hard-resist!"

"Junior Brother, why must you be so foolish, why must you carry all the sins alone?!"

Gu Lan at this moment had no idea how many layers of "Sage Halo" Jiang Wanqing had added to him down below.

He looked at the soundwave chains strangling over from all directions, his brows furrowing slightly.

"This bitch is really a bit annoying; if I hard-resist this, my clothes will definitely be scratched to pieces. This Sword-Wielding Envoy outfit was just issued by Ye Hongzhuang, and if I ruin it, I'll get scolded again when I go back."

Gu Lan stopped his steps.

"Since you like playing the zither, then I'll smash your zither."

He didn't make any hand-seals, only suddenly retracting his right leg backward and exerting force from his waist.

"Boom!"

A blue-red flame, even more violent than magma, suddenly erupted from his right fist!

The extreme compression of the Green Lotus Core Flame, combined with the destructive attributes of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire!

"Break for me!"

Gu Lan punched out!

There were no flashy Moves, only the purest, most violent collision of power!

That iron fist wrapped in the two strange fires, like a meteor surging against the current, smashed directly into the center of the contracting soundwave chains!

"Crack—Rumble!!!"

The moment of contact.

Those indestructible soundwave chains, under the burning of the strange fires, didn't even last for a second before directly emitting crisp sounds like shattering glass, and then completely collapsed!

The violent flame qi wave surged upward along the trajectory of the soundwaves, sweeping toward Lin Qingyin like cutting through dry weeds.

"How is this possible?!"

Lin Qingyin widened her eyes in terror.

She didn't even have time to withdraw her hands before that terrifying wave of fire, mixed with Gu Lan's fist wind, had already smashed right before her face.

But the moment the fist wind was about to strike her face.

Gu Lan's wrist forcibly pressed downward.

"Bang!!!"

This punch did not hit Lin Qingyin's body, but instead smashed fiercely onto the jade-colored ancient zither she regarded as her life in her arms!

"Crack! Clatter!"

That top-grade Magical Artifact ancient zither passed down for hundreds of years by Xuanyin Pavilion broke directly in half under Gu Lan's tyrannical punch, transforming into countless splashing fragments of broken jade!

"Puff!"

Her Lifebound Treasure destroyed, Lin Qingyin was struck by lightning, spitting a mouthful of fresh blood onto her veil.

The huge rebound force directly sent her whole person flying away, falling off the arena like a kite with a broken string, heavily smashing onto the open ground of the Righteous Path camp, fainting on the spot.

Yet another Move!

Ruthless destroyer of flowers!

And destroyed without mercy! Even their Legacy Magic Treasure was beaten to smithereens!

Gu Lan slowly withdrew his fist, stepping onto a piece of jade zither debris scattered on the arena.

With a "crack", he ground that piece of jade into powder.

Looking down condescendingly at the dead-silent Righteous Path heroes below, his gaze revealed an extreme, icy annoyance.

"I said, don't bring out such child-coaxing tunes to disgrace yourselves."

"Whoever else feels tired of living, go ahead and come up."

"This seat's patience is very limited."

Looking at Gu Lan's figure resembling an overlord Devil King.

Jiang Wanqing's tears once again slid down silently below the stage.

"He really didn't hurt people…"

Jiang Wanqing stared fixedly at the ancient zither broken into two halves.

"With the power of his punch just now, if it hit Lin Qingyin, Lin Qingyin would definitely die! But he lowered his fist edge at the very last moment, only destroying the Magic Treasure and sparing her a life!"

"He not only protects me, but even for the Disciples of other Sects, he shows mercy in secret!"

"Junior Brother, you carry all the accusations upon yourself and still put on such a cruel appearance, how long are you going to carry everything alone?!"

Jiang Wanqing's self-brain-supplemented filter had already opened to maximum power at this moment.

In her eyes, that domineering Demonic Cult major villain stepping on the zither upon the arena was simply a peerless Saint radiating divine brilliance, enduring humiliation and heavy burdens for the common people of the world!

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The Elders of the Qingyun Sect, as well as the big shots of Tianjian Sect, Wanfo Temple, and Xuanyin Pavilion, could no longer sit still at this moment.

One Wunian, one Lin Qingyin.

The top prodigies of the Righteous Path, in front of this Demonic Cult Sword-Wielding Envoy, were all instantly killed in a single Move!

What kind of utter humiliation was this?!

"This devil's arrogance is too fierce! If he is not eliminated, where will the face of our Righteous Path remain?!"

Elder Lei Yan's eyes were blood-red as he fiercely drew the long sword at his waist.

"Everyone! This little devil's strength is bizarre; we must never let him run rampant any longer!"

"Since he doesn't play by the rules, then we don't need to talk about any Jianghu morality or righteousness with him!"

The Core Disciples of several major Sects looked at each other, a flash of resolution and ruthlessness crossing their eyes.

Single combat doesn't work? Then let's gang up!

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Accompanied by a dense sound of piercing through the air.

Five figures simultaneously soared into the sky from the Righteous Path camp, landing directly onto the arena and surrounding Gu Lan tightly.

The Senior Brother of Tianjian Sect, the head warrior monk of Wanfo Temple, the chief Disciple of the Qingyun Sect Law Enforcement Hall…

A uniform Early Golden Core Stage Peak Realm!

"Demonic cult scumbag, today here will be your burial ground!"

The five stood in the Formation of the Five Elements, their bodies erupting with five massive Spiritual Qi forces that were completely different yet echoed each other, sealing the entire arena tightly.

Facing this sudden gang-up situation.

The disdain on Gu Lan's face finally gradually receded.

His gaze swept across these five people surrounding him, and he slowly extended his left hand, pressing it onto the hilt of the soul-devouring demon sword at his waist that had never been unsheathed.

"Can't beat me so you gang up? The Righteous Path really consists of shameless things."

"However…"

Gu Lan gently pushed with his thumb, and the black scabbard emitted an extremely crisp "clang" sound.

An extremely demonic purple light suddenly leaked out from the crossguard.

"Since you are rushing to be reincarnated."

"Then today, this seat will play well with you all."