Chapter 118: Senior Brother Wang certainly knows how to have fun.

Wego Sect.
On the Fifth Mountain.

Two streaks of sword light, one following the other, descended like long rainbows. As their radiance flickered, they transformed into three figures—none other than Wang Ran and Yao Jianjia with their companions.

“Xiao Ran, I’ll head to the northern shore to find Master and解除 the seal. You go handle matters with the Haoran Alliance first,” Yao Jianjia said, first glancing toward the northern shore before turning to Wang Ran.

“All right,” Wang Ran nodded lightly. With a wave of his palm, a black brush floated into the air, supporting Yao Jianjia. Together, they streaked through the sky like a meteor toward the northern shore.

“Xiao Ma, let’s head back too.” Folding his hands behind him, Wang Ran walked ahead with Ma Rulong following closely behind, heading toward the Haoran Alliance. Along the way, many cultivators stopped to watch, their expressions shifting to shock.

“Isn’t that Wang Ran? He’s not dead after all?”
“What? Wang Ran has returned?”
“My goodness, this news is incredible!”
“Hmph, what use is his return? The Haoran Alliance has long lost its former glory during his six-month absence!”
“Exactly. Half a year’s enough to shake up the Law Enforcement Hall’s structure. Now the Four Great Alliances are thriving, leaving the Haoran Alliance further behind. Even Bei Ming Lie and Chu Yingxuan have secluded themselves to break through to the Golden Core realm. If they succeed, Wang Ran will be nothing but a clown, ripe for the picking!”

The Law Enforcement Hall disciples looked at Wang Ran without much fear. The Haoran Alliance was no longer what it used to be. Even if he returned, what storm could he possibly stir? Zhao Xiaobai and Xu Ke were all formidable figures, yet facing the combined pressure of the four great alliances, they were helpless.

In everyone’s mind, the Haoran Alliance was already sentenced to death. This battle for the true disciple’s succession was destined for their defeat.

Though they still had fifty-six disciples, meeting the standard for a major alliance, against the combined forces of four alliances with four times their numbers, how long could they hold out? Some had already declared that the Haoran Alliance was merely clinging to life, its demise drawing near.

Ignoring the various gazes along the way, Wang Ran pressed forward. Soon, he caught sight of the familiar outline of the Haoran Alliance’s mansion from afar.

“Senior Brother Sun, please show some respect!”

At that moment, a sharp voice tinged with anger rang in his ears. Wang Ran instinctively looked over to see a young woman in purple, her face wary and scowling ahead.

There stood an inner disciple, dressed lavishly, wearing a mischievous smirk and a glint of arrogance as he leered at the girl.

“Sister Jiang, you really don’t know how to read the situation. The Haoran Alliance has already set, anyone can see that. Why are you still lingering in this rundown place? Come with me to the Cangtian Alliance. You know Senior Brother Ye has ninety years of Dao insight and is a Golden Core disciple. The true disciple will surely be his prize. Then, the Cangtian Alliance will reign supreme in the sect. The Haoran Alliance? Just a dog that can be crushed with a flick of the hand!”

The disciple spoke arrogantly, disdain dripping from his tone.

The young woman’s brows furrowed with rising anger. She drew her long sword abruptly, saying coldly, “Senior Brother Sun, where I go is my freedom. The Haoran Alliance is like family to me, and Senior Brother Wang showed me great kindness. If you dare to slander them again, don’t blame me for showing no mercy with my sword.”

“Hahaha!” Senior Brother Sun laughed loudly, flicking her sword aside with a careless finger, sneering, “How foolish! Your so-called Senior Brother Wang has long been dead somewhere. You still expect him to come to your aid? Even if he appeared before me now, I’d slap him dead with one hand!”

A domineering look crossed Sun’s face as he deliberately radiated the aura of a fully accomplished Foundation Establishment disciple, showcasing his strength. The girl’s face paled, her silver teeth clenched tight.

“Oh? Is that so?”

Just as Sun was showing off his power, a calm, curious voice came from behind him.

Caught up in his display, Sun’s expression soured at the interruption. He furrowed his brows, about to turn and scold the interrupter, but the moment he saw the person’s face, he was stunned.

“Senior Brother Wang?” The bullied girl shouted in disbelief.

The figure approaching leisurely was none other than Wang Ran, just returned.

At first glance, Wang Ran recognized the girl in purple as Jiang Xuexian, one of the earliest members to join the Haoran Alliance after he had helped her small squad of four in the menial duties hall.

Back when he founded the Haoran Alliance, Jiang Xuexian’s team couldn’t afford the high costs to build a training chamber. Wang Ran had generously stepped in, earning considerable Dao insight points and successfully attracting those four to the alliance.

They had stayed ever since, becoming core pillars and veteran members of the Haoran Alliance.

Seeing them bullied like this, how could Wang Ran stand by? Especially with Senior Brother Sun shamelessly showing off under his nose—it was intolerable!

Showing off in front of Wang Ran? That was just courting death!

Wang Ran exuded overwhelming authority and stepped forward coldly, his gaze sharp as he said, “Dare to bully my Haoran Alliance’s sister in front of our mansion? You truly have guts.”

“Who gave you that courage? Hmm? Liang Jingru?” With every word, Wang Ran’s aura grew more intense, and by the end, his half-step Golden Core presence radiated fully, causing the disciple surnamed Sun to break out in cold sweat, his skin rippling under the pressure.

“You… what do you want to do? I’m Senior Brother Ye’s disciple! If you harm me, he won’t let you off!” Sun stammered in fear, clinging to his last hope.

“You dare to use Ye Cang to threaten me?” Upon hearing his master’s name, Wang Ran’s eyes darkened further. He shouted fiercely, and his spiritual force surged like a tangible wave, frightening the Foundation Establishment disciple to collapse limply on the ground.

The commotion drew many nearby disciples, who watched in stunned silence.

Within the sect, disciples of the Cangtian Alliance had always acted unrestrained, especially after Ye Cang reached Golden Core. Who didn’t show him respect? Sun’s bullying within the sect was no surprise to them.

But this scene left them utterly shocked.

Wang Ran had just returned and openly terrified a Cangtian disciple into submission—this was a blatant slap in Ye Cang’s face!

They had clearly underestimated Wang Ran. What followed was so unbelievable, it would haunt them forever.

Wang Ran’s hand suddenly flashed with light. From somewhere, he produced a trumpet-shaped object of indeterminate material. Pressing a button, he placed it in front of Senior Brother Sun, coldly commanding, “Pick up the trumpet and shout ‘Ye Cang is a bastard who ran off with the widow Wang from the neighboring village after owing 35,000 spirit jade’ one hundred times. Miss even one word and I’ll slap you once. Miss two words, two slaps. Miss three words, ten slaps!”

His voice threatening, his palm brimming with terrifying spiritual power, Sun was near tears. He had no doubt a single slap would put him bedridden for half a month.

But to publicly insult Senior Brother Ye a hundred times? That was like asking for his life.

And why was missing three words punished with ten slaps instead of three? That wasn’t playing by the rules!

Sun truly regretted trying to show off before the Great Demon Wang. Why had he gone out today? Why had he bullied Jiang Xuexian? Wouldn’t it have been better to stay home and cultivate?

Alas, it was too late now. Under the roof, one must bow. Facing Wang Ran’s increasingly cold gaze, he had no choice but to humbly take up the unfamiliar trumpet-like spiritual device, tears streaming as he shouted the humiliating phrase that made his body shiver.

Everyone present from the Law Enforcement Hall was left utterly dumbfounded, their minds ringing. Jiang Xuexian and Ma Rulong were also stunned, and after a long moment, Ma Rulong swallowed hard and gave a wholehearted thumbs-up.

“Senior Brother Wang really knows how to play…”