The Underwear Tycoon’s Name Resounds Far and Wide Chapter 69: What If the Whole World Is My Enemy?

Hidden Night Sanctuary.

Upon receiving the message from Fang Wuhen, the Holy Lord immediately grasped the gravity of the situation. Yet, at the same time, he saw behind the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect a hoard of resources so vast it would make the world’s eyes turn green with envy.

Without hesitation, he summoned the First Elder and Second Elder.

First Elder Yi Han possessed cultivation at the peak of the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

Second Elder Zhong Ming had reached the mid-stage of the same realm.

These two elders, along with the newly ascended Third Elder Fang Wuhen, represented the pinnacle of Hidden Night Sanctuary’s power.

The plan was simple: have them bring some disciples along.

Yi Han was to restrain the suddenly formidable Luo Twelve—if necessary, eliminate him as quickly as possible!

Then, they would swiftly annex the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect.

With two Tribulation Crossing powerhouses leading the way, Hidden Night Sanctuary’s disciples set out in grand force. As they moved against the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect, word spread like wildfire: Luo Twelve, the sect master, had suddenly leaped from the peak of the Questioning Dao Realm to the apex of the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

This news traveled with astonishing speed, setting the world ablaze.

Other top forces that had long coveted the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect stirred restlessly.

Rumors flew in all directions.

“Have you heard? The Third Elder of Hidden Night Sanctuary, Fang Wuhen, just ascended to the Tribulation Crossing Realm and immediately went to stir up trouble with the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect.”

“I heard he’s seeking revenge. After all, he and Luo Twelve were once of equal standing, but he always lost whenever they fought. This time, he’s out to crush Luo Twelve.”

“That’s not accurate. In reality, Fang Wuhen’s move against the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect has the sanction of their Holy Lord.”

“What do you mean?”

“Hidden Night Sanctuary has always watched the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect like a hawk. Their strength is second only to the Warm Fragrance Pavilion, but with their Third Elder’s breakthrough, things have changed.”

“Now, in terms of elite power, Hidden Night Sanctuary is no weaker than the Warm Fragrance Pavilion. So, Fang Wuhen’s actions are likely an attempt to seize this moment to swallow the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect whole!”

“Alas, the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect is in dire straits. For all its ten-thousand-year legacy, it’s come to this.”

“Isn’t it tragic? Apart from their sect master at the peak of Questioning Dao, they don’t have a single top-tier master left. Laughable!”

“What’s laughable about it? Even a dying camel is bigger than a horse. Their mid-tier cultivators are still far beyond us.”

“That may be, but after a few days, who knows if the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect will even exist?”

“Tsk, your news is already outdated. Luo Twelve isn’t at the peak of Questioning Dao any longer—he’s at the apex of the Tribulation Crossing Realm!”

“What? Luo Twelve is a Tribulation Crossing master? Was he hiding his strength all along?”

“No, he broke through on the spot, leaping straight from the peak of Questioning Dao to the peak of Tribulation Crossing!”

“Is that true? Don’t lie!”

“Believe it or not, that’s the reality now. After Luo Twelve’s breakthrough, he killed the Hidden Night Sanctuary disciples Fang Wuhen brought with a single blow. Fang Wuhen himself survived, but was gravely injured.”

“I heard that too. Fang Wuhen insulted him wantonly, and Luo Twelve, unable to bear it, broke through then and there—straight to the peak of Tribulation Crossing, supposedly using some secret technique!”

“What kind of secret technique could be so terrifying?”

“Does such a powerful technique really exist? Impossible!”

“Perhaps nowhere else, but this is the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect—a sect with nearly a hundred thousand years of history, the oldest force in North Xuan Province!”

“Exactly! In such ancient sects, who knows what methods they possess?”

“Still, whatever unknown secret Luo Twelve used, his strength at the peak of Tribulation Crossing is surely temporary. Forcing a breakthrough like that brings tremendous side effects. He might die from it once the time passes.”

“That’s the result of being driven to desperation by Hidden Night Sanctuary, isn’t it?”

“Now, First Elder Yi Han and Second Elder Zhong Ming of Hidden Night Sanctuary are leading disciples to the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect. Judging by their formation, they aim to devour the sect in one fell swoop.”

“Hidden Night Sanctuary’s appetite is large, but now that this is turning into a spectacle and the news is spreading so widely, plenty of forces are rushing in to claim a share. For Hidden Night Sanctuary to monopolize the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect is clearly impossible!”

“A pity, truly a pity for such an ancient force to be reduced to dust in history.”

“Throughout the ages, the strong devour the weak. Many top forces have shone in their eras, only to vanish into oblivion. Decline is decline; elimination is no one’s fault but their own for lacking strength.”

“But think—after so many years, with such a vast territory, even if Hidden Night Sanctuary and others divide it, it’s not something that can be swallowed overnight, is it?”

“What are you suggesting? What’s your plan?”

“Heh, nothing much. I just want to go and witness the scene—it might be awe-inspiring enough for me to have an epiphany and break through! Well then, I’ll be off!”

“Hey, you’re planning to scavenge, aren’t you? Take me with you!”

Scenes like this played out all across North Xuan Province. Minor forces and lone cultivators alike hoped to pick up scraps once the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect was breached. Even a few trinkets falling from the hands of the mighty would make the trip worthwhile.

Within hundreds of miles around the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect, people were already gathering.

The First and Second Elders of Hidden Night Sanctuary were on their way. Fang Wuhen, knowing he was no match for Luo Twelve and seeing that Luo Twelve had no intention of striking again, stood motionless on the ground.

His tattered robes had been replaced with fresh ones from his storage ring, and he’d brushed off the dust with a surge of spiritual power. Apart from some slowly healing injuries, he looked almost restored.

He presented a calm façade, as if the recent events had never occurred.

But as time passed, anxiety began to gnaw beneath Fang Wuhen’s placid surface.

First, more and more forces were gathering nearby.

More pressingly, Luo Twelve seemed far too composed—almost unnaturally so.

Could that old fox really be unconcerned that, once the secret technique’s effects faded, he and his sect would be annihilated?

Or was he… pretending all along?

Was this display of composure meant to mislead others?

But what would be the point? Once time ran out, death for him and his sect would be inevitable!

Fang Wuhen simply could not fathom it.

No matter how he racked his brains, it made no sense.

From start to finish, Luo Twelve’s demeanor was as if—he had genuinely broken through to the peak of Tribulation Crossing, with no side effects at all.

Fang Wuhen’s brow furrowed ever tighter.

He longed to ask: where did Luo Twelve’s confidence come from?

Or perhaps—

Could it be that this man was deliberately waiting for even stronger foes to arrive, intending to self-detonate and drag everyone down with him?

At this thought, Fang Wuhen’s face changed abruptly. Instinctively, he reached for his communication talisman to warn the Sanctuary of his suspicion.

A conspiracy! This must be Luo Twelve’s plot for mutual destruction!

Yet before Fang Wuhen could retrieve his talisman, he sensed a familiar aura rapidly approaching from the distant sky.

The heavens darkened.

First Elder Yi Han and Second Elder Zhong Ming of Hidden Night Sanctuary arrived, leading over ten thousand disciples.

“First Elder, Second Elder…”

Seeing reinforcements, Fang Wuhen felt no relief—only greater unease.

He wanted to immediately voice his suspicions about Luo Twelve’s motives.

But he had barely started when Yi Han waved him silent.

Landing with his followers, Yi Han fixed Luo Twelve with a cold, forbidding gaze.

“Well, well, Luo Twelve! The dignified sect master of the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect, and yet you dare collude with demonic outsiders, trading with fiends for the sake of your breakthrough!”

“No matter what, the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect has always been a reputable orthodox sect in North Xuan Province. And now you throw your lot in with demons—what is the meaning of this? Are you betraying the human race?”

With but a few words, Yi Han had pressed a towering accusation upon Luo Twelve.

Anyone ignorant of the facts, seeing Yi Han’s righteous indignation, might well believe his every word.

No one present was a fool; the moment’s purpose was clear to all.

Yi Han cared little for belief or disbelief.

He needed only one thing: an excuse—a legitimate pretext to strike at the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect.

That was enough.

As for how they’d be judged after destroying the sect, it no longer mattered.

History, after all, is written by the victors!

Once the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect was annihilated, if they were accused of colluding with demons, then so it would be.

“Luo Twelve, committing such monstrous crimes—how can you face our race? Are you not afraid to make the whole world your enemy?”

Yi Han pressed on, his performance particularly impassioned.

Luo Twelve couldn’t help but laugh in anger on the spot.

“To charge a man is never wanting for a pretext. For the sake of coveting my Supreme Qi Guiding Sect, there’s no accusation you won’t invent!”

“Colluding with demons? I’ve not sunk to such depths!”

“The whole world my enemy? Ha! Even if so, the Supreme Qi Guiding Sect has never known fear!”

“Now, I ask you plainly—who dares step forward and challenge me?”