747 A Polite Robbery, Bashing into the Yin Yang Hall

The white fog in the air was blown apart, but the white fog around the herb farm was still very thick. It covered every single stalk of herb and a faint light swirled around them. It seemed ethereal.

The mountains brimmed with vital spirit. When the Yin Yang Hall chose to plant their herbs here, these herbs were evidently priceless.

However…

The moment the figure descended, he stepped on an herb which gave off a soothing aroma. Instantly, one could hear a snap as the herb snapped into halves.

"Who dares to intrude into the herb farm of the Yin Yang Hall?" A voice rang out at this moment. Then, a figure swiftly rushed out into the herb farm. He wielded a sword and he was visibly enraged.

After all, the herb farm was an important place for the Yin Yang Hall. This fellow landed in the middle of the herb farm. From this point alone, one could deduce that he was not a guest of the Yin Yang Hall.

He was right.

This person was Fang Zhengzhi. Naturally, he was not here by invitation. However, he did not mean to land onto and destroy the herb farm.

This was because while he knew that the Yin Yang Hall was near the western part of the Holy Region, he did not know where exactly.

Hence, he circled the mountains for almost two days before discovering this patch of herbs in the clouds. How could he descend to take a closer look?

"This is the Yin Yang Hall indeed. May I ask where's the main hall?" As Fang Zhengzhi spoke, he walked toward the Yin Yang Hall disciple. Of course, as he was carrying Yan Xiu, he could not see what was underneath him. While he tried to be careful, he inadvertently destroyed a few more stalks of herbs.

"Stay where you are!" When the disciple saw the crushed herbs on the ground, he became extremely angry. Furthermore, it was clear that this newcomer was a foe and not a friend. For his own personal safety, and the safety of the herb farms, he could not let him take a step closer.

"Oh," said Fang Zhengzhi as he nodded his head. He stopped where he was. However, when he stopped, he also looked at Yan Xiu, whose eyes were closed, and said, "Don't worry, I'll make Dao Hun save you!"

When he saw this scene, the Yin Yang Hall disciple was momentarily puzzled. However, a cold smile appeared on his face.

A respectful attitude.

This meant that he was weaker!

After taking a closer look at Fang Zhengzhi, the Yin Yang Hall disciple noticed that he was quite young. At most, he was probably 17 to 18 years old. He also carried an unconscious youth in his arm, who was about the same age.

He could make an easy decision based on this judgment alone. Since he was someone who did not even know where the Yin Yang Hall was, he could not be a member of the five sects of the Holy Region.

Hence, he should be an independent cultivator who had just entered the Holy Region. He was met with danger and his companion was injured. Then, he blundered his way into the herb farm of the Yin Yang Hall.

With this analysis, he knew what to do.

The Yin Yang Hall disciple was naturally unkind toward a 'rookie' like him, who had just entered the Holy Region. Furthermore, he had destroyed a few stalks of herb too.

Seize him first, interrogate him, then make a decision!

With this plan, the Yin Yang Hall disciple prepared to strike. However, before he knew how powerful his opponent was, he did not dare to be too brazen. He cried out, "Yo!"

The moment he shouted, three figures appeared in the white fog. Evidently, that disciple was calling for back-up.

Three people appeared instantly. They did not ask what was going on as his cry told them everything they needed to know. Hence, the moment they rushed out, they surrounded Fang Zhengzhi from all four directions. Three swords from the Yin Yang Hall disciples were pointed at Fang Zhengzhi and a cold light gleamed off these swords.

"Are you a disciple of one of the five sects of the Holy Region?" To be safe, the first Yin Yang Hall disciple decided to ask this question first.

"No, I'm not," said Fang Zhengzhi as he shook his head.

When they saw that, the four disciples of the Yin Yang Hall exchanged a look. Quickly, they came to the same decision.

"Since you are not a member of the five sects, do you know that you have committed a crime by intruding into the Yin Yang Hall and destroying our herb farm? Give yourself up immediately. Then, we shall bring you to Senior Li to be punished. If not, you'll die!" The first Yin Yang Hall disciple said.

"What happens after I see Senior Li?" Fang Zhengzhi asked as he nodded his head.

"He'll make the call. You must first compensate us for destroying the herb farm and then, we'll kick you out of the Yin Yang Hall," said the disciples with a cold chuckle.

"Can I see Dao Hun?" Fang Zhengzhi asked.

"How… how dare you! How dare you call master by his name?!" The Yin Yang Hall disciples were shocked. Then, they bellowed in rage.

"So I can't see him? I guess I have to follow my normal procedures… which are more troublesome." When Fang Zhengzhi heard their words, he understood.

They treated him as a 'rookie' who had just entered the Holy Region.

Of course, Fang Zhengzhi knew that he was indeed a 'rookie' who had entered the Holy Region not too long ago. However, if they proceeded as if he really was a rookie, he would waste a lot of time going around in circles. He may not even get to see Dao Hun himself.

"What normal procedures? Kneel down quickly. Do you want to see master? Who do you think you are?" One of the Yin Yang Hall disciples had a particularly short fuse. After he heard Fang Zhengzhi mumbling to himself, he shot a look at the other disciples around him. Then, he approached Fang Zhengzhi by stepping through the gaps in the herb farm.

After all, this was not his first time dealing with 'lost sheep' in the Holy Region. For 'sheep' like these, they had no fear simply because they were ignorant. In other words, they needed a good beating to wake up their ideas about the Holy Region.

Evidently, this 'rookie' had no intention of getting restrained. Hence, they could only beat him into submission, demonstrating the strength of the Yin Yang Hall.

"I am Fang Zhengzhi. Bring me to Dao Hun!" Fang Zhengzhi looked at Yan Xiu, who was in his chest, and saw how pale his face was. He knew that time was short and that he could no longer waste time on these disciples.

Since they did not recognize him, he had to announce his name.

Fang Zhengzhi rarely did something like this because normally, he would tell others via his actions who he really was.

However, in the present situation, he made this uncharacteristic move. He felt that it would be faster. He no longer had to see 'Senior Li' but instead, he may get to meet one of the elders of the Yin Yang Hall straightaway.

"Crrack!" Another stalk of herb was broken.

Of course, this time, Fang Zhengzhi was not responsible. A stalk of herb lay crushed underneath the feet of the bad-tempered disciple.

However, he did not even look at the stalk of herb underneath his feet because his face had turned pale.

He was not alone. The other three disciples trembled and their eyes bulged.

"Fang Zhengzhi?"

"Fang Zhengzhi!"

The four disciples looked at each other and they saw the same expression of fear in each other's eyes. They were shocked to the core.

After all, they were not unfamiliar with the name 'Fang Zhengzhi'…

They really were not unfamiliar with it.

In fact, they were not alone. In the past half a month, every single disciple of the Holy Region knew the name 'Fang Zhengzhi'. To them, he was a shocking existence.

He was the only one in the Holy Region who mastered four of the Six Rebirth Daos. Furthermore, half a month ago, he killed five Sages by himself.

This event shocked the entire Holy Region.

More importantly, among the five Sages, two came from the Yin Yang Hall. One of them was the Ninth Elder of the Yin Yang Hall, Shi Fan.

"Fang Zhengzhi! You're… you're Fang Zhengzhi?!" When the four Yin Yang Hall disciples spoke to Fang Zhengzhi again, their voices shook.

A man's name had power.

While Fang Zhengzhi was not a Sage, he was already much scarier than an ordinary Sage.

Furthermore, he obtained his fame by killing.

In other words, Fang Zhengzhi's fame was built on bloodshed. Furthermore, he killed five Sages consecutively in a single day. Someone like this could only be described as 'horrifying'.

"Yes, can I go see Dao Hun now?" Fang Zhengzhi nodded his head lightly. Then, he lifted his leg and started walking out of the herb farm.

Of course, he could not see where his feet step and hence, he tried to be as careful as he could. Even so, some stalks of herbs were crushed.

However…

The four Yin Yang Hall disciples no longer cared about Fang Zhengzhi stepping on precious herbs anymore. Right now, their faces were pale.

"Fang Zhengzhi is here for revenge!"

"He's really…. here!"

"Oh my heavens, alone! He dares to intrude into the Yin Yang hall alone?! Quickly… inform Senior Li! No, no! Tell an elder straightaway!"

The four Yin Yang Hall disciples disappeared as quickly as they had come. In the blink of an eye, they all disappeared. All Fang Zhengzhi could hear was the sound of them escaping.

After all, they were the lowest-ranked disciples in the Yin Yang Hall. Their normal routine was to take care of the herb farm. As for other matters, they had no say over them.

Of course, they were glorious once. To them, joining the Yin Yang Hall was akin to forgoing their riches and glories in their respective empires.

Hence, they naturally had strong wills. For people like these, they would be able to endure anything. If they could not defeat an opponent, they would run instead of waiting to die.

"Eh? You haven't told me where's the hall? If not, you can bring me to Dao Hun straight!" Fang Zhengzhi shouted at the disciples but he received no answer.

He suddenly felt helpless.

He thought they would be like the Heaven Dao Pavilion disciples, who would put up a fight even if they knew they would lose.

They actually ran away?

Fang Zhengzhi looked at the white fog around the herb farm. He suddenly remembered a line from a poem in his past life, "Why can't I tell the true shape of Mount Lu? Because I myself am in the mountain."

This mountain was bigger than Mount Lu. There were also more white clouds.

How could he find it?

He had no plan. All he could do was to run about aimlessly. However, the herbs here were decent. They were green and fragrant. Since he was here, he should not waste the time.

As he was rushing for time, Fang Zhengzhi did not spend time picking. He pulled up every single herb in the herb farm and placed them inside his Vast World.

Fortunately, he had a lot of space inside.

He did not have to worry that he could not fit them all inside.

After he took in more than ten acres of farmland, Fang Zhengzhi noticed that the white fog had become thinner. In front of him, the outline of a palace could be seen.

"I found it!" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes lit up. He appeared to have seen the light at the end of the tunnel. Decent, but he did not know where the door was.

He was lazy to find the main door.

Since he had found his target, anything was fine. However, when he chose a target, he could not be too careless.

His choice was simple.

He had to find a well-decorated location. Normally, a big room was used for meetings. For him, these places were useless. However, well-decorated locations or rooms were where important people lived.

For example, the Hallmaster of the Yin Yang Hall, Dao Hun.

As for alchemy…

It had to be somewhere quiet, preferably secret too.

Fang Zhengzhi paid attention to these details. After all, the Heavenly Oasis Saint followed the same pattern. He lived somewhere where he could not be easily disturbed.

He did not continue picking herbs.

Fang Zhengzhi plucked these herbs because he wanted additional bargaining chips. He wanted to have the capital to negotiate with Dao Hun.

Would he be killed for doing so?

He did not consider this point because even if he did not pluck these herbs, Dao Hun would still kill him. Hence, what was there to consider?

He wanted to use ten acres of herb farm to save Yan Xiu's life!

While this robbery seemed slightly ironic, he felt that the more bargaining chips he had the better his position was. He knew this clearly.

He gradually approached…

As he ran, he noticed figures congregating rapidly to where he once was.

It appeared that the four Yin Yang Hall disciples had spread the word.

However, he was already in the Yin Yang Hall and the disciples were less than halfway there. They really were inefficient.

Of course, Fang Zhengzhi could guess that those disciples were of a lower rank. Hence, it would take some time for the news to reach the elders.

"I'm here!" Fang Zhengzhi looked at the quiet and elegant block that was a bit further away than the other buildings of the Yin Yang Hall. Then, he noticed that the block had a signboard with the word 'Dao' in it. In his heart, he knew that he had made the right decision.

Since he had found Dao Hun's domicile, he naturally did not want to fight with those in the herb farm.

Firstly, that was a waste of time. Secondly, he could not defeat so many of them.

Door…

It looked decent!

Fang Zhengzhi looked at the wooden door which was made from the wood of an ancient tree. He was right about to kick it open and shout, "I'm here. Fight me if you have the balls, Dao Hun!" but he decided against it.

How could he beat the Hallmaster of the Yin Yang Hall?

He remembered his fight against Tian Xing that day. This made a chill run down his back even though he had become much stronger.

However, he was still not Tian Xing's match.

No!

He had to take it by another mean!

He thought for a while and smile crept across his face. At the same time, he carefully lowered Yan Xiu onto the ground. Then, he said in a low voice, "Master, Fang Zhengzhi had entered the herb farm. Third Elder told me to ask you how should I take care of him?"

Fang Zhengzhi's voice was not loud because he knew how respectful disciples of the five sects of the Holy Region were toward their masters. Hence, he said it respectfully.

The moment he said that he heard footsteps approaching rapidly.

No curses?

Running out as soon as possible?

Fang Zhengzhi moved quickly and hid behind a door to the side. He used his intellect and it worked.

The reason was simple. He just had to wait for Dao Hun to step out and then hit him over the head with a big stick. Then, he could tie him and settle the problem quickly.