I risked my life, using the butterfly effect to shatter the immortal realm.

At the third quarter of the hour of Yin (3:45 AM), several roars shattered the tranquility of the Qingxuan Sect.

Hidden Sword Peak.

Ye Aotian performed his morning "45-degree upward gaze" as usual.

The image in the mirror, however, was not a handsome face, but a turtle drawn with squid ink.

Side note: Hey handsome, can I borrow a light?

Ye Aotian crushed the jade comb, trying to cover it with the shadow of his profile, but to no avail.

The squid ink seeped deep into the stone, and the turtle, following the angle of his gaze, stared intently at him.

This is worse than killing him.

Ten Thousand Beasts Peak

Tuoba Ye took a bite of the roasted whole lamb.

It has no meaty aroma, only a strong bitter taste of gall.

The sheep's belly was stuffed full of old bitter gourds.

Lei Hu, standing beside him, was foaming at the mouth while facing a bowl of durian mixed with stinky tofu.

Both a man and a tiger vomited simultaneously.

Tuoba Ye roared, "What a waste!"

Baihua Peak.

Bai Lian'er opened the powder box.

A toad suddenly kicked its leg and "splat"ed onto the tip of her nose, leaving a trail of slimy liquid.

Bai Lian'er froze, her eyes twitching, her tenderness turning into murderous intent: "Make it into fertilizer, then chop it up."

In the shadows, Liu Bo trembled with excitement: "Not killing, but destroying the spirit! Senior Fu Weng is truly a beacon of light in the demonic path!"

At the foot of Zizhu Peak, a strange team set off in a grand procession.

Yu Liang sat in his wheelchair, holding the rusty, broken sword in his hand.

The sword trembled slightly, as if it could smell the nauseating yet sweet scent of "cause and effect" in the air, which was its best nourishment.

Behind him, Wang Yi and his twenty-three disciples, all with shaved heads, gleamed in the sunlight.

Holding banners that read "Purify the soul, perform physical exorcism," they looked menacing, like a group of gangsters coming to collect debts.

"Cheer up, everyone!"

Yu Liang patted the armrest of the wheelchair. "We hold the customer's pain points in our hands. This is called 'high-end after-sales service,' understand? It's all about 'paying to avoid trouble.'"

"Understood!" the bald men shouted in unison.

Our first stop was Hidden Sword Peak.

"Chief Ye of Cangjian Peak! You're sick! We have the cure!"

Wang Yi's loud voice echoed through the valley, startling countless birds into flight.

With a flash of sword light, Ye Aotian rode out on his sword.

Even though he was internally collapsing at this moment, his hair remained perfectly styled, but he was clutching that damned mirror tightly in his hand, his face ashen.

"Yu Liang."

Ye Aotian looked down at his opponent with an arrogant gaze, practically shoving his nose in his nose. "If you think you can use such low-level tactics to disrupt my sword heart, you are underestimating me. A mere turtle is nothing to me, Ye."

"Senior Brother Ye's Dao heart is indeed steadfast."

Yu Liang did not refute, but calmly took out a photo stone from his pocket.

He waved his hand, signaling the disciples to be quiet, then leaned close to Ye Aotian's ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"You might not care about the turtle on the mirror, but what about this... 'To appear as a seven-foot man, three inches of wood were placed under the soles of his boots.' This blunt truth from the inner demon tree spirit, if paired with visuals and played on a loop in the sect square..."

Ye Aotian's lips twitched, forcing a cold laugh: "Boring. Material possessions are nothing to worry about."

"Exquisite".

Yu Liang nodded, then suddenly changed the subject, "Then... about the matter of you being judged to be 'deeply in love with Xiao Wufeng' in the Forest of Inner Demons..."

Click.

Ye Aotian's arrogant face froze instantly, and his previously maintained air of superiority shattered completely.

This is his Achilles' heel.

It was a forbidden zone that he absolutely could not touch.

If word gets out, not only will his image as aloof swordsman collapse, but he will also become a laughing stock in the entire sect, and might even be hunted down to the ends of the earth by Xiao Wufeng, that obsessive-compulsive germaphobe.

"You..." Ye Aotian gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "Name your price."

"Fifty thousand, including cleaning the mirror."

Ye Aotian threw out a storage bag: "Hurry up! Don't ruin my picture!"

The second stop was Wan Shou Feng (Peak of Ten Thousand Beasts).

Tuoba Ye was enjoying a feast of bitter melon and whole lamb when he saw Yu Liang and his group. He immediately overturned the table.

"I'm not buying that!"

Tuoba Ye, shirtless, said in a gruff voice, "I'm a rough man, I have no secrets! Trying to extort me? No way!"

Yu Liang patted Pig Grandpa, and Pig Grandpa swallowed half a sheep in one gulp.

Yu Liang said slowly, "Senior Brother Tuoba is indeed upright and honorable. However, I heard that you once cried all night while holding a tiger's head, saying that Lei Hu Chong's roar was a compliment to your might and domineering presence..."

Tuoba Ye's expression changed, and he retorted, "That's because Lei Hu and I are brothers! What? Is that illegal?"

"It's not illegal."

Yu Liang deliberately dragged out his words, pulling out a simple megaphone from his pocket, "Actually, Lei Hu was saying—'Don't touch me, my feet stink too'..."

"Awoo?!"

Lei Hu, standing nearby, pricked up his ears and nodded frantically, then stepped back and covered his nose in disgust.

Tuoba Ye glanced at his natal spirit beast's reaction, and his old face instantly turned a deep liver color.

He established the persona of "King of Beasts" and "knows the language of beasts" at Ten Thousand Beasts Peak. If his natal spirit beast were to expose that he dislikes his smelly feet, how could he remain the chief?

Where is their prestige?

How will I lead the team in the future?

"Stop talking! I'll give it to you!"

Tuoba Ye pulled a storage bag from his robes and tossed it to Yu Liang like a piece of flesh. "Here! Give me some of that red powder! My mouth tastes so bland! Also, delete that recording stone for me!"

"Alright, 30,000 spirit stones, no cheating."

Yu Liang took the spirit stone and handed over a packet of chili powder.

The third stop is Baihua Peak.

Bai Lian'er wore a heavy veil and refused to see anyone, screaming through the crack in the door.

"Get lost! Yu Liang, don't think I don't know it's you! I'm not falling for your act! I have no money!"

Yu Liang sighed and shook his head helplessly: "Senior Sister Bai, why bother? We're all respectable people."

He pressed the play button on the recording stone.

After a hissing sound of electricity, a hysterical female voice, trembling with sobs and madness, cried out: "That's not cotton! That's my pad... Ughhhh!"

The voice was clear and full of emotion.

boom!

The door was kicked open.

Bai Lian'er rushed out instantly, and even though she was wearing a veil, you could feel that her face was distorted to the extreme.

For a woman who aspires to become the number one fairy in the cultivation world and relies on her beauty and pure image for a living, this kind of "faking" scandal is a million times more terrifying than killing her.

"Turn it off! Turn it off right now!"

Bai Lian'er trembled all over, her fingernails digging deep into her palms, drawing blood.

Yu Liang's finger hovered over the stop button, his smile innocent and harmless: "Senior Sister Bai, if this recording becomes the sect's wake-up call tomorrow morning, do you think you'll lose fans or suffer social death?"

"Here you go! I'll give it to you, okay?!"

Bai Lian'er practically slammed the storage bag into Yu Liang's face, her voice trembling with sobs and utter humiliation, "Destroy the original! Immediately! If you dare keep a backup, I'll haunt you even in death!"

The fourth stop is Danding Peak.

Qian Duoduo was sitting at the door, holding a huge abacus that was half her height, doing accounts.

Upon seeing Yu Liang and his group, her face instantly fell, and she became as wary as a hamster guarding its food.

"No money! You can take my life!"

She clutched the storage pouch at her waist tightly, her little tiger teeth grinding together. "I know you have dirt on me. So what if I stole spirit beast pills? I'll just admit it was for testing! My reputation will only be damaged for a few days, but spirit stones are real money! I've calculated it; reputation is an intangible asset with a very low discount rate. Spending spirit stones on it is a losing proposition!"

As a shrewd businessman, Qian Duoduo quickly calculated the difference between "damage to reputation" and "extortion fee" and concluded that: a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water; as long as you don't pay money, shame is nothing.

Yu Liang wasn't annoyed; he simply nodded approvingly: "This money-grubber certainly has a business mind. I admire him."

He waved.

Wang Yi and the other twenty-three bald men immediately unfurled a banner with two lines of large characters prominently displayed:

[Dandingfeng's chief executive officer embezzled public funds to buy dried fish!]

[Peak Master Qin! It's time for an audit!]

"For a money-grubber, stealing spirit beast pills is a minor matter."

Yu Liang smiled and leaned closer, his voice as gentle as if he were coaxing a child, yet every word was piercing to the heart, "But if Peak Master Qin finds out that the 'losses from the alchemy furnace explosion' in your ledger actually went into the belly of your big white cat... that would be serious financial fraud."

Yu Liang paused, his eyes darkening. "Once the accounts are audited, your position as chief will be in jeopardy. How will you manage the finances then? How will you skim profits? How will you lend money at exorbitant interest rates? Senior Sister should be able to calculate this long-term cost, right?"

Qian Duoduo's pupils dilated instantly.

Damage to one's reputation is a superficial injury, but an audit can be fatal!

Losing control of finances is like cutting off a source of income, which is worse than being killed!

This is a dimensional reduction attack!

"elder brother!"

Qian Duoduo's expression changed instantly. She called out sweetly, tears welling up in her eyes from heartache. She tremblingly took out the spirit stone, looking as if she had been cut in the flesh.

"Here's a tip for your trouble, please accept it... Can we take down that banner now? Come visit often... Waaaaah, my spirit stones..."

Yu Liang took the spirit stone, weighed it in his hand, and nodded in satisfaction.

"withdraw!"

After Yu Liang and the others left, Qian Duoduo waved her little fist at their retreating figures, gritting her teeth and muttering a curse, "Yu Liang, you'll never have toilet paper when you poop! Humph!"

After harvesting from four households, Yu Liang looked at the heavy storage bag in his hand. The rusty sword in his hand finally stopped its heart-pounding hunger tremor and instead emitted a satisfied hum.

But he didn't laugh.

He looked down at the remaining two names on the list.

Xiao Wufeng.

Ink Kite.

Yu Liang dropped his playful grin, a hint of seriousness flashing in his gray eyes.

"The appetizers are done; the real meat is just beginning."