The deflated cultivator refused to give up and vowed to turn the tables.

Su Zinong and Huang Chenghe, two men, ventured into the mansion of Mo Mo, one of the Four Eccentric Women, in order to catch a glimpse of her true face. However, they unfortunately fell into a trap and suffered a painful fall. The two men spent their days and nights recuperating on the bed in an inn.

Seven days passed in a row. Late one night, they suddenly heard someone speaking softly in the next room.

"Will the patriarch come to our branch altar this time?" a young man's voice asked.

"Probably not. The Southern branch held its assembly even earlier than ours, but we haven't heard of the leader attending. We in the Eastern branch probably won't come either," an aged voice said.

"In the past, our Eastern District always started its major conferences first. Why is the Southern District starting itss earlier than ours this time?"

"That's because our leader recently went to sea to participate in the biennial event there, which is why the meeting was postponed. It's a secret, you mustn't tell anyone else!"

"Of course I understand."

"As long as you behave and work hard with me, your future will be bright. This is your chance to shine. After the meeting, I will immediately recommend you to go with me to support the Southern Branch. When we destroy that manor together, you will have a share of the credit."

"Thank you for your guidance, Elder. I will definitely work hard!"

"Go to sleep early, we need to head to Tianan Lake early tomorrow morning." After saying that, the old man blew out the candle with a "whoosh".

Su Zinong and Huang Chenghe were both highly skilled in cultivation and had excellent hearing. They had heard what the other had just said, but dared not utter a sound for fear of being discovered. The two remained silent until dawn.

The next morning, Su Zinong struggled to get up, pulled Huang Chenghe along, and staggered out to a large tree about ten feet away from the inn.

"There's an eastern branch altar, a southern branch altar, and a cult leader. Could it be the Heavenly Demon Cult?" Huang Chenghe rubbed his chin.

Su Zinong nodded.

"They seem to be plotting something big, holding some kind of conference at Tianan Lake. Do you know where it is?" Huang Chenghe had never heard of Tianan Lake.

“I’ve been there once. When I was young, I wandered the world aimlessly. Tian’an Lake is about a hundred miles away from here.” Speaking of his rich past experiences in the martial world, Su Zinong puffed out his chest.

"I know you're amazing, you've been everywhere. Shall we go?" Huang Chenghe asked.

"How do we get there? Fly?" Su Zinong asked helplessly. In the past, this mere hundred li journey would have been easily covered, let alone by horseback or carriage; they could have reached it in no time using their movement techniques. But now, their backsides were practically crawling with welts…

"There is a way!" Huang Chenghe hired a spacious carriage, laid thick straw inside, and took two thick cotton quilts from the inn to spread out. The two of them lay on the quilts and set off.

The bumpy ride had left both of them wincing in pain from their sore bottoms, and they couldn't help but curse Mo Mo inwardly for being so ruthless. At that moment, Mo Mo, far away, suddenly started sneezing repeatedly for no apparent reason.

"Others just wanted to catch a glimpse of her beauty, not harm her, let alone steal or rob her. Why did they have to set up such a vicious trap? And they inexplicably became number 1068 and 1069!" Huang Chenghe complained.

"It's annoying enough that over a thousand people have come to see her in three years, averaging one or two a day. If that Mo Mo girl were your lover or your sister, you'd want to personally take a shovel and dig that pit even deeper, digging right through the ground!" Su Zinong glared at him.

"How dare you speak up for the enemy? Have you betrayed us? You traitor!" Huang Chenghe roared angrily.

"I'm afraid you'll get upset and keep this resentment inside, which will slow down your recovery and cause you to develop hemorrhoids!" Su Zinong smiled.

Huang Chenghe specifically instructed the driver to take the carriage on a smooth main road and to travel slowly. As a result, it was already dusk when they arrived at Tianan Lake after traveling a hundred li.

"Could it be that the conference has already ended?" Huang Chenghe asked with some concern.

“Those demons and monsters like to hold their meetings at night, let’s look for them.” Su Zinong seemed to know these people very well.

The two of them walked along, their buttocks still aching despite being mostly healed. They walked with their legs spread wide, a rather unseemly posture.

Upon reaching the other side of the lake, we found several houses, bustling with activity.

This area was originally deserted, so it must have been the gathering place for the eastern branch of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The house was surrounded by a wall, and there were two guards at the gate. They seemed to be quite powerful, but much weaker than Huang Chenghe. It wouldn't be difficult to defeat them, but they didn't want to cause any trouble.

So the two went around to the side of the house and climbed over the wall, hoping they wouldn't encounter a trap that would hurt their buttocks this time.

Once inside, the two dared not linger for long. Instead, they quickly retrieved two sets of Heavenly Demon Sect clothing and nameplates from an empty room and hurriedly climbed over the wall to escape.

Su Zinong was the first to change his clothes; he wore a blue robe with a black, fierce eagle emblem embroidered on the left chest.

Huang Chenghe was stunned as he was getting dressed; it was a long, light blue dress, a woman's garment!

Su Zinong, who was standing to the side, wanted to laugh but held it in, almost to the point of internal injury.

Fortunately, Huang Chenghe is quite slender, so he could barely fit into the dress.

“There’s a flaw!” Su Zinong whispered, then skillfully took two bird nests from a tree and stuffed them into Huang Chenghe’s chest. “Hmm, much better now! Like a pockmarked girl.”

Huang Chenghe felt extremely awkward. He wiped away most of the freckles on his face, snorted, and stopped talking, thinking to himself why he was always the one who suffered bad luck.

Su Zinong quickly took out a packet of red powder and applied it to Huang Chenghe's face: "Hmm, this is much more alluring and feminine."

"Could it be poison?" Huang Chenghe couldn't help but wonder.

"Don't worry, it won't kill you." Su Zinong patted his shoulder.

"Don't move, I have another way." With that, Su Zinong gently pressed an acupoint on Huang Chenghe's left waist.

"What are you doing?" Huang Chenghe shouted in confusion, but then he realized that his voice was very strange, it had become high-pitched, like a woman's voice.

“These are acupoints for voice changing. I discovered them. Now, doesn’t your voice sound a bit more natural? Hehe.” Su Zinong was already laughing his head off.

"What would happen if I pressed those fairies' acupoints here?" Huang Chenghe asked with a mischievous grin, his curiosity playing tricks on him.

“It will turn into something rough and deep, like a man,” Su Zinong said. “But don’t click randomly. If you click the wrong thing, there will be extremely serious consequences.” Su Zinong solemnly warned.

"When have I ever acted recklessly?" Huang Chenghe said seriously, stroking his chin as if he was thinking.

The meeting was held in a large open space in front of the building, and there were more than 400 people.

These people are usually scattered in different places and may not see each other even once a year. They are only familiar with some of the people in each other's lives, and cannot know all of them.

Seeing that Huang Chenghe and Su Zinong looked normal, and that they were wearing teaching uniforms and name tags, the gatekeepers didn't ask any further questions. They didn't even look at the two men's appearances, as they were truly ugly.

While beauty is certainly a passport, it turns out that being ugly also has its advantages.

After the two went inside, they stood in an inconspicuous spot in the dim light. At that moment, a young believer in front of them turned around and looked at them.

Huang Chenghe pulled Su Zinong to the side, and Su Zinong happily took a few steps.

The young follower walked over and smiled, "Why does this senior walk like that?"

Su Zinong smiled wryly, embarrassed, and said, "I wanted to catch a glimpse of a beautiful girl, but I never expected to end up like this, with my butt all bruised and battered..."

"I never imagined that you would be so brave, senior. You are a man of great integrity and courage. I admire you very much."

What? Admire someone whose butt gets bruised and bruised? What's wrong with this young man's thinking?

Suddenly, the entire open space fell silent. A voice called out, "Welcome, Master of the Altar!"

The open space was filled with a sea of ​​kneeling people. Su Zinong quickly pulled Huang Chenghe down, enduring the pain in his buttocks, and knelt down as well...