Everyone looked at him in confusion.

Senior Uncle Zuo must have gone mad. It couldn’t be an act. The sudden confusion and bewilderment in his eyes indicated that he genuinely felt someone was shaving his head.

Zuo Su’er jumped up and looked around, but found nothing.

Nowadays, there weren’t many people who could escape his keen eyes.

Moreover, the feeling of having his head shaved followed him even when he jumped up. But when he touched his head, not a single hair was missing.

Could it be that he was really going mad?

He landed on the Sect Leader’s throne, stepping on the chair and sitting on the backrest. He surveyed everyone in the hall, including the Sect Leader’s wife. Everyone was as silent as a cicada in winter.

After the recent battle with Changfeng Sect, everyone had gained a deep understanding of Zuo Su’er’s madness and cultivation level.

This madman was not to be trifled with!

Zuo Su’er searched for a while but couldn’t find the source of his sensation. He had a slight guess in his heart, but he temporarily suppressed his fear. He waved his hand and said, “You guys take the brats from Changfeng Sect to Qingyuan Sect and sell them for a good price. When my brothers arrive, we’ll go and wipe out the Show-off Sect. What the hell is the Show-off Sect doing getting involved in the feud between me, Mutu, and Changfeng Sect? Do they want to warm my bed? I’ll give them a chance.”

The Sect Leader’s wife’s face changed, “We can’t afford to make enemies with other sects!”

She had a bad feeling these past few days. Ever since Zuo Su’er returned, the battles with Fuyang Sect had been non-stop. Although they always brought back various treasures – most of them were materials for refining artifacts, which couldn’t be turned into combat power in a short time and were of no benefit to the sect. On the contrary, they had already lost more than two hundred disciples in the past few days.

Fuyang Sect was not a large sect, with only over a thousand disciples. This was a severe blow.

“Alright!” Zuo Su’er chuckled, “Then Fuyang Sect doesn’t need to get involved. I’ll go back to our mountain stronghold and continue to be the king. If Changfeng Sect and Show-off Sect come again, it has nothing to do with me. If they rob you and ravish you, don’t call my name. Senior Uncle knows I don’t like women. If you call me, I’ll get goosebumps.”

The Sect Leader’s wife’s face changed instantly.

Zuo Su’er spat at the disciples in the hall, “What are you standing there for? Go sell the prisoners of war! Are you waiting for me to lead you? Do you think I’m stupid? Just escaped and now going back to Qingyuan Sect to walk into the trap! I just used up all my treasures, not my brain!”

Everyone immediately lowered their heads, not daring to look at Zuo Su’er. They hurriedly left, taking the prisoners to the Qingyuan Sect’s prisoner purchase point.

Zuo Su’er grinned at the Sect Leader’s wife, “Senior Uncle, I lied to them. I still have my treasures and I do like women. If you don’t believe me, you can try.”

The Sect Leader’s wife’s face was frosty. She turned around and left, not wanting to stay in the same room with him for a moment.

Every five thousand miles, Qingyuan Sect set up a point to purchase prisoners. There were shadows moving around the point, which were from several nearby sects.

A disciple from Fuyang Sect approached cautiously, “Changfeng Sect disciples, three in the Enlightenment stage, twenty-seven in the Sense Realm or above, and thirty-eight below the Sense Realm. Will you take them?”

“Shh!” The disciple in charge of registration made a gesture, “Don’t say which sect they’re from. Next time, just strip them, cover their faces, and bring them here.”

“Do you want spirit stones? Yuan crystals? Or materials?”

“Yuan crystals!”

A disciple handed him a bag. The disciple from Fuyang Sect counted it and looked up, “You gave too much!”

Did he run into a fairy? There were always such merchants who deliberately gave more, and then shouted that they had lost money when they tried to leave quietly, and then took it back with interest.

The disciple shook his head, “Two hundred and thirty-seven yuan crystals, not too much, the price has gone up.”

The disciple from Fuyang Sect’s eyes lit up, and his breath became heavier. This was more than double the price announced by Xuantian Sect to all sects!

A sword light shot towards the point, and a fat cultivator on the sword light shouted, “Put down the yuan crystals, no more trading! This is Qingyuan Sect’s trick! In just six or seven days, Dongyun Mountain has completely fallen into chaos. You must not trade with each other. We are all comrades of the Dongyun Alliance. Are you going to kill each other just for Qingyuan Sect’s purchase order?”

The crowd was silent for a moment. There were similar guys shouting at every point these days.

But the effect was minimal.

I know it’s Qingyuan Sect’s trick, but… what does it have to do with me? Even if Dongyun Alliance defeats Qingyuan Sect, won’t there be another sect taking that position?

It’s not going to be me.

If one day we conquer Qingyuan Sect, can you give me two spirit stones?

It’s better to seize the opportunity in front of me to make a big profit and increase my cultivation level. When my realm is higher, maybe I can get more when we fight against Qingyuan Sect.

Dongyun Mountain has been disintegrating for a long time, and hundreds of sects are in chaos. The concept of “holding onto the spirit stones in front of you” has long been ingrained in people’s hearts.

Someone sneered, “Where is Qingyuan Sect? Haven’t you seen the prison ghost? If you go in the direction of Qingyuan, you’ll see it. I hope you can survive.”

Another person laughed, “Qingyuan Sect is in a mess, whether they can survive the current crisis is still a question. What Dongyun Alliance? Do you want to stay in the alliance and be exploited by your big sects?”

The fat cultivator’s face was gloomy, “Foolish! Do you know what will happen if this continues…”

“Senior Brother!” Before he could finish his words, an urgent voice came, “Senior Brother! Something’s wrong, Master has been captured and sold to Qingyuan Sect.”

The plump cultivator was instantly stunned.

“What should we do, Senior Brother?” Junior Brother asked, his face wet with tears.

The plump cultivator’s face turned pale as he looked at the disciples stationed at the Qingyuan Sect’s territory. These were not disciples of the Qingyuan Sect. Not a single one of them had come out; they were all hiding within the Qingyuan Sect.

These were the disciples of the sects that were attached to the Qingyuan Sect, specifically doing the hard labor for them.

The disciple seemed to share his sorrow, his face filled with grief. “We can’t redeem them with spirit stones or yuan crystals. The Qingyuan Sect doesn’t accept them. But we can exchange them with two cultivators of the same realm.”

“Se…Senior Brother?”

The plump cultivator’s pale face turned even paler. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, “Contact the seventh brother, tell them to take the old and young of the sect and leave Dongyun Mountain immediately! Head west, to Yunmeng Marsh!”

They couldn’t stay on Dongyun Mountain any longer!

In the past two days, three or four families had already packed up their belongings and moved to Yunmeng Marsh. Small sects had their advantages; they could leave as soon as they wanted.

“But, what about you, Senior Brother?”

The plump cultivator gritted his teeth and spat out a few words through the gaps in his teeth, “I’m going to capture people, to exchange for our master!”

He gritted his teeth and left on his sword. If he didn’t leave now, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to resist smashing the Qingyuan Sect’s station. By then, it would bring about the disaster of sect extermination. At this moment, the Qingyuan Sect was probably hoping for someone to cause trouble, so they could openly exterminate the sect and take in disciples!

Why didn’t the Xuantian Sect interfere?

He didn’t believe that the Xuantian Sect had no way to deal with those prison ghosts. Why did they give the Qingyuan Sect the opportunity to weaken the various sects of Dongyun?

At this moment, on the Nameless Mountain of the Xuantian Sect, the master of the External Affairs Hall personally slaughtered a hen and was making soup in a clay pot. Qiu Fox was bending over and bowing next to the stove, sweat dripping from his temples.

He didn’t dare to move.

After taking the charcoal fire from the stove and turning it into a small fire to simmer the clay pot, the hall master wiped his hands and turned to look at Qiu Fox. “Don’t be afraid. I just wanted to ask you about the situation in Qingyuan after seeing your report. In your opinion, how much of the Dragon Turtle’s bloodline is left?”

Qiu Fox bent over even more. “Disciple doesn’t know how to check the bloodline of a Divine Beast, but judging from the Dragon Turtle’s performance and the reactions of Yunmeng Marsh and Qingyuan, I guess there should be at least a fifty to sixty percent chance of it transforming into a pure-blooded Dragon Turtle.”