Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 533 - 355: The Might of Pure Yang Flame Prison, Black Hand, Crisis Imminent._3

"Worldly affairs are naturally difficult to manage thoroughly; whenever you find an instance, kill an instance. If the enemy's power is formidable, you must hide and not act; I will personally seek out that person to have a talk,"

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"Rest assured, Sect Master. As long as we raise the purchase price of those nefarious items to thirty or forty percent above market price, lacking that shocking profit and upon discovering an instance, we will annihilate them completely, seize their property, and spread the word far and wide. By then, the number of cultivators daring to risk their lives will certainly decrease substantially."

Yi Chen's thinking was simple: Without the excessive profits of selling illicit substances but the risk of losing their heads, this alone would filter out ninety-nine percent of cultivators harboring such thoughts. Moreover, with him monitoring from above and suppressing everything, essentially, no major trouble could arise.

After discussing again with Qin Yun the establishment of an enforcement team and the details of its operation and reward and punishment measures, by the time Yi Chen walked out of the wide-open door, Venus was already shining brightly.

Calculating the time, Ruan'er should also be coming around. If possible, he wanted to elevate the Fish Dragon Dance by another level.

A pair of lotus-green embroidered shoes stepped into the secret chamber previously filled with those ominous items. Qin Yun stood tall and beautiful, surveying her surroundings and sensing the residual aura of yang power in the room, which caused her expression to change dramatically.

"The Alliance Hierarch is truly like the bright moon and gentle breeze. I'm ashamed to have doubted one with the heart of a villain."

"A grand aspiration to deliver the world, is this your cultivation path, Alliance Hierarch? Just like that high monk from Buddhism thousands of years ago."

"World-Shaking Pure Yang, as resplendent as the high-hanging sun! I, Qin Yun, will muster all my strength to aid the Alliance Hierarch in his cultivation."

The beauty turned her head back, then walked resolutely toward her room.

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Three days later.

Within a secluded valley surrounded by deep mountains and swirling mist,

Chen Haichao's figure was ethereal, leaving a trail of afterimages as he floated in.

He stopped in front of a cliffside and suddenly laughed:

"Lord Tan Lang, an old friend has arrived. Won't you come out to meet me?"

"Chen Haichao, what brings you, an old fox, to my Misty Cliff?"

Suddenly a giant fissure split the cliff wall, opening to both sides and revealing a huge black pit on the ground ahead.

Chen Haichao glanced at the black pit with an unchanged expression, his figure flashed and disappeared into the pit. The split cliff walls loudly closed back together as if nothing had happened at all.

Inside the Underground Palace.

A sinister young man with striking features was cradling a (naked) beautiful woman, his large hand incessantly stroking all over her body. Behind his dark throne high hung a black magic sword, exuding an ominous aura.

"Speak, Chen Haichao, what nefarious plot are you brewing this time?"

"Kill someone for me."

"Whom do you wish to kill?"

"The leader of the Great Qin Legal Assembly, that Lord Tan Lang from the Free Heavens! With the evil sword in your possession, even though you're merely at the Sixth Level of Dao Mastery, you are on par with cultivators at the Seventh Level. To slay that man is as easy as slaughtering a chicken."

"What? Someone from the Heavenly Master's side? That's a tricky one. The Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Sect has numerous experts, why not do it yourself?"

"There's no need to ask the obvious. I don't want to fall out with that old fox from the Free Heavens just yet. You, a lone wolf, find it easy to turn the boat around. With the imminent merging of three lands and your abilities, it's not that easy for that old fox to find you, is it? Or are you scared?" Chen Haichao's brows furrowed.

"Scared?" As he spoke, the sinister young man's roaming hand suddenly stopped, he leaned forward slightly, his voice deepening, "What I mean is, you'll have to pay more!"

"I'll make the 'Controlling Spirit Holy Puppet Scripture' from my sect's esoteric teachings, especially the 'Controlling Spirit' part, your reward. How about that? Isn't the reason you still can't advance to the Seventh Level of Dao Mastery because the evil sword is both your making and your downfall? With assistance from the 'Controlling Spirit' part, it will definitely help you gain control over the evil sword."

"Chen Haichao, you're surprisingly generous this time! In the past, you would rather die than give that scripture away." The young man was genuinely shocked, then chuckled lightly and said, "I'll take the job!"

"Now I'm curious though. Just how did this person offend you, to make you offer such a hefty price?"