Below the mountain of the Ancient Region Heavenly Sect, a dense crowd of disciples had gathered in a wide circle. At its center stood Xu Haotian, eyes closed, utterly still, as though he were simply resting.

Xu Haotian had become somewhat of a public enemy within the Ancient Region Heavenly Sect. For an entire month, he had stationed himself outside the sect's entrance without the slightest intention of leaving until he could meet Lu Changsheng.

In the jianghu, an act like this was not seen as a simple obstruction. It was a deliberate provocation, aimed at forcing Lu Changsheng to respond while placing the sect in an awkward position. 

If the sect ignored him, the sect would lose face. If the sect intervened improperly, it would break its own rules. It was a low and shameless tactic, yet undeniably effective, as despite the insult hanging over them for so long, no one had managed to drive him away.

Murmurs spread through the crowd, low and tense, filled with quiet frustration.

"It's already been a month. Where are the supreme true inheritor disciples of our Ancient Region Heavenly Sect?”

"Exactly. Several true inheritor disciples had already stepped up to confront him, and every...