Chapter 137: Elephant Armor Sect
After Qian Renxue left, Ling Mo prepared to head to Heaven Dou City, but unexpectedly, Dugu Bo suddenly visited.
“What’s wrong?”
Dugu Bo’s expression was a bit off, and Ling Mo wondered if something major had happened.
“Sect Master, a bunch of people suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain. The leader… is from one of the Lower Four Sects, the Elephant Armor Sect! The leader is none other than the Elephant Armor Sect’s Sect Master, Hu Yan Zhen…”
“Oh? Spirit Hall’s lapdog?”
Ling Mo said subconsciously. He didn’t have a strong impression of this Hu Yan Zhen.
Among the Lower Four Sects, aside from the Elephant Armor Sect, the other three were all on the Star Luo Empire side.
This Elephant Armor Sect suddenly appearing at the foot of the mountain—what were they up to? Probing the Ghost Gate’s foundations for Spirit Hall?
Ling Mo speculated, but didn’t take it to heart.
“Got it! Let’s go take a look…”
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Ling Mo left the Star Picking Tower alone and headed to Yanluo Hall.
Dugu Bo followed closely behind. The two arrived one after the other at Yanluo Hall and discovered that quite a crowd had indeed gathered at the foot of the mountain.
Besides the Elephant Armor Sect, there were several other families, such as Titan from the Power Clan who had also come.
“Quite lively! Cursing at the mountain gate from afar?”
Ling Mo looked down from above at the group below but didn’t go down.
These people were odd too—after arriving here, they didn’t come straight up. They seemed deterred by the eerie atmosphere before them and didn’t dare to ascend the mountain.
“Sect Master, should we give them a lesson?”
Dugu Bo’s face was expressionless. In the past, he might have feared these people a bit, because his Martial Soul was indeed very weak in one-on-one duels.
He might not even be able to beat that Titan.
But now… with the Peacock Plume in hand, he had no need to fear these people at all.
What’s more, his Martial Soul got him more excited the more people there were!
There were over a thousand people of all sizes here—a single wave of poison would surely wipe them all out, right?
“Mm, go play with them for a bit…”
Ling Mo waved his hand, then walked into Yanluo Hall, not taking these people seriously at all.
Ling Mo had already guessed the scheme behind this. Undoubtedly… it was a trap set for him by Spirit Hall.
They wanted to use these people to probe the Ghost Gate’s foundations.
Suddenly rising to become the eighth sect—if the Ghost Gate couldn’t show corresponding strength, it had no right to survive.
“Grandfather, this Ghost Gate is way too eerie. Speaking of which… what’s the point of us coming here with such a huge fanfare?”
At the foot of the mountain, on the left side with the Power Clan, Titan stood to Hu Yan Zhen’s left and gave him a meaningful glance.
He then turned back to Tailong and said, “Shut up! Just stay put. Treat it like watching a show! We’re just here to go through the motions. Let that old fellow handle the spotlight…”
The group was about to head up the mountain in grand style!
At that moment, Dugu Bo suddenly appeared, standing atop the steps and looking down at the crowd.
“Dugu Bo?”
As soon as Dugu Bo appeared, everyone instantly fell silent.
Dugu Bo was with the Ghost Gate?
If initially they had been somewhat dismissive of the Ghost Gate, then… with Dugu Bo’s appearance, no one dared to question it anymore.
A sect with a Titled Douluo in charge could indeed rank among the Upper Four Sects.
Moreover, the Lower Four Sects hadn’t produced a single Titled Douluo in all these years.
And the Ghost Gate had suddenly gained one, which was enough to secure its place as the eighth great sect.
“What’s going on? Why is Dugu Bo here?”
Hu Yan Zhen’s expression was very unpleasant, but he didn’t show any fear—just some confusion.
Though Dugu Bo was a Titled Douluo, he wasn’t afraid of him!
For a moment, everyone present began discussing animatedly, while Dugu Bo coldly swept his gaze over them.
His eyes lingered on Hu Yan Zhen.
“Hu Yan Zhen, what a grand display! Coming to my Ghost Gate with such fanfare—what do you want?”
Icy killing intent instantly enveloped them, and everyone’s faces changed dramatically.
The pressure from a Titled Douluo was unbearable for everyone except the few leaders.
“Haha, Dugu Bo! You’ve always been a free spirit, so how come… you’ve joined a sect to scrape by these days?
What benefits did this Ghost Gate give you? Tell me, and maybe I can double them…”
Hu Yan Zhen ridiculed, his voice loud enough for almost everyone to hear.
Dugu Bo had always appeared on the continent as a free agent, never indicating he had joined any sect or force.
Before, he had only been a guest elder with some ties to the Heaven Dou royal family.
Facing Hu Yan Zhen’s ridicule, Dugu Bo showed a cold smile. “Hu Yan Zhen, are you getting more muddled with age? Do I need to report to you which sect I join? Are you trying to tell me what to do?”
With that, Dugu Bo waved his hand grandly, and instantly… hundreds of figures appeared behind him.
Eight hundred Yin Soldiers, all clad in armor! Holding heavy swords, they glared menacingly at the group below.
At this moment, the air began to condense, and the atmosphere grew much more oppressive.
“This…”
“Where did these people come from?”
What was the deal with this Ghost Gate! Suddenly, so many experts appeared out of nowhere, including hundreds at the Soul Douluo level.
Every one of them could crush Hu Yan Zhen and the others.
If they had questioned the Ghost Gate’s strength at first, then… at this moment, they were completely speechless.
They felt extremely panicked inside—if the Ghost Gate suddenly attacked, they had no way to resist.
“You have one minute to get off the mountain! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite…”
Dugu Bo gave a cold shout, and the timid ones directly collapsed to the ground, slowly rolling down the steps.
Hu Yan Zhen’s face twisted in difficulty as he gritted his teeth at the scene. He had thought the Ghost Gate only had Dugu Bo, but these hundreds who suddenly appeared had given him a solid show of strength.
“Grandfather…”
“Let’s go…”
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Titan looked at Hu Yan Zhen with a mocking smile, then called for the Power Clan members and slowly descended the mountain.
At this point, going up the mountain was simply impossible.
With their group, they probably couldn’t even get through the great gate at the front of the mountain.
Titan left first, while the others… exchanged glances, unsure whether to stay or go.
“Dugu Bo, you win this time! Today I’ve witnessed it—Ghost Gate… is qualified to be one of the Upper Four Sects.”
Though Hu Yan Zhen didn’t want to admit it, he had no choice.
This sect that appeared out of nowhere had instantly risen above him.
Just these hundreds of experts at the mountain gate alone outmatched their sect.
“Let’s go…”
With a wave of his hand, Hu Yan Zhen followed down the mountain!
This grand farce ended without any battle—just the aura alone scared off these troublemakers.
Dugu Bo felt utterly satisfied inside! Today, he had finally made these old fellows bow their heads again.
In the past, none of these old fellows had respected him, because he was simply too weak in one-on-one duels.
“Hmph, showboating…”
A cold ridicule, and Hu Yan Zhen’s face stung as if a slap had landed hard on it.
This time, he had brought so many people to probe the Ghost Gate’s strength, essentially scouting for Spirit Hall.
Since the task was complete, there was no need to tangle further and risk excessive casualties.
Of course… what he had seen was just the tip of the iceberg of the Ghost Gate.
At the very least, the six Titled Douluos in the Star Picking Tower still hadn’t appeared!
