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The cultivators followed Wen Yong’s gaze towards a middle-aged cultivator in front of a house below, whose appearance and attire were no different from those of ordinary Rogue Cultivators. A look of astonishment flashed in everyone’s eyes.

Although this man was somewhat handsome, those aspects didn’t rank high in the eyes of a cultivator. Instead, it was the temperament and attitude that mattered most.

However, Master Shen Fu seemed too ordinary and mundane, far from the gravitas one would expect from a person of his repute.

He didn’t look at all like the famed Master Shen Fu.

Even Feng Bao — who had been throwing around a rough and unscrupulous attitude — was taken aback.

Under the influence of the Power of the Yin God, he had been focused on finding Master Shen Fu, but he wasn’t aware of what Shen Fu actually looked like.

So upon seeing him now, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of letdown.

But he also knew that unlike cultivators who are proficient in fighting with spells, those good at battles usually have a sharp touch to their temperament due to their frequent spell practice and fights. This essence is hard to hide, and anyone on this path could sense it.

Such temperament can make even an ordinarily looking cultivator who is skilled at battling appear to have a remarkable demeanor.

Hundred Arts cultivators, on the other hand, spend their days concentrating on cultivating and honing their techniques. Compared to the former, they seemed relaxed and harmless, lacking that sharp edge. Even if they look decent, they appear no more than wealthy merchants in the mundane world.

Of course, to put it strangely, it’s like the difference between a wolf and a sheep.

Clearly, Master Shen Fu is one such harmless cultivator who is passionately devoted to the Hundred Arts and neglects the practice of spells and battling.

Compared to Huifeng Valley, the expressions on the faces of the disciples from Xuli Sect were far more interesting.

Disbelief, regret, and other emotions were swirling around the faces of every Xuli Sect cultivator.

They arrived here first, even found a hidden Master Mi here, and got news about some other cultivators who were proficient in the Hundred Arts.

To their surprise, they picked up sesame seeds but lost a watermelon.

The most famous Rogue Cultivator was within their grasp, and they didn’t even realize it.

Without Wen Yong pointing it out, they might still think he was just someone related to Zhao Wei from Changyi Society.

“If I had known he was Shen Fu, I would have…”

A rare hint of regret rose in the eyes of the cultivator surnamed Xu.

Even the handful of scattered cultivators were shocked as they looked at Wang Ba.

Among them was a cultivator clad in blue robes with the surname Mu, who had recently had a brief conversation with Wang Ba at the teahouse in Insect Market.

He was now injured, but the shock he felt in his heart was far greater than his physical pain.

“It’s actually him!”

“He is Shen Fu?!”

“No wonder, no wonder…”

No wonder he could use the chicken essence even though he didn’t leave home and rarely traded with others.

Thinking about how he has been somewhat condescending before, making fun of him and saying that he was not qualified to give Changyi Society quotas to others, he feels a deep sense of embarrassment.

In his eyes, Master Shen Fu, although ordinary in appearance, exuded a charm of returning to simplicity and profound mystique.

…

“Many thanks for Brother Wen’s concern.”

At the gathering of Rogue Cultivators.

Wang Ba stood composed in the midst of everyone’s gazes. Faced with Wen Yong’s inquiry, his response was quite bland.

He could feel the confusion, astonishment, shock, and disbelief in the eyes of those looking at him.

Especially Wang Tang, who had just attacked him not long ago, looked at him with a sense of incredulity and deep regret.

While a sense of satisfaction unavoidably rose in him.

In his heart, he couldn’t help but commend Wen Yong.

Wen Yong’s simple gesture and words instantly elevated his reputation to an unprecedented level and had an incomparable effect.

Under the joint witness of the three sects, the identity of ‘Shen Fu’ was revealed, directly eliminating any possibility of private haggling among the three sects.

The Shen Fu symbolized an endless source of chicken essence, a vital resource that could help low-class cultivators break through, and an important fulcrum capable of leveraging the influence of Rogue Cultivators.

At this sensitive time of impending chaos in Yan State, none of the three sects could resist such a temptation, which was the main reason why Wang Ba dared to play along with the plan.

Even though it seemed dangerous, there was actually little risk.

If successful, it would even remove him from the turbulent situation in Yan State, at least for the foreseeable future, and allow him to stay unscathed.

For such an opportunity, Wang Ba was naturally willing to try.

Of course, it was also because of Wen Yong’s reminder and the sudden arrival of the Xuli Sect that gave him this idea.

Rather than passively wait, he decided to step in actively.

If Feng Bao’s arrival and actions were part of his intricate plan, then the arrival of the Danlong School was an unexpected pleasure.

He originally thought that Wen Yong would bring a group of Rogue Cultivators, but never expected him to bring along the last of the three sects – Danlong School.

“Wen Yong appears to be not so simple…”

As his gaze swept over the disciples of the Danlong School behind Wen Yong, Wang Ba thought silently in his heart.

On the other hand, if Wen Yong could keep the Changyi Society for so long, and everyone knowing his relationship with ‘Shen Fu’ but no one dared to find ‘Shen Fu’ through him, that alone spoke volumes.