"Clan Leader, an entire night has passed, and those outer sect disciples haven’t made any moves yet. Could there be some kind of plot?"

The lack of action from the outer sect disciples made those under Zhang Menglong feel a bit uneasy.

Normally, if a subordinate is detained, isn’t the boss supposed to come storming in to demand justice? Yet, even by the next morning, there was no movement.

"I’d say, the president of their student council must have been scared out of his wits by our Shamate Clan’s Clan Leader."

"That’s right! They’re just a bunch of outer sect disciples, even if there were millions of them, our Clan Leader wouldn’t give them a second thought."

"Clan Leader, you’ve really boosted the morale of us apprentice disciples. I’d wager that in the future, not just outer sect disciples, but even inner sect disciples wouldn’t dare to easily oppress us anymore."

"Don’t be happy too early," Zhang Menglong laughed, "perhaps it’s really like Cen Yun said, they might be preparing for some big action."

"Oh, speak of the devil, someone’s here." Zhang Menglong walked out of the room and looked towards the sky. Seeing this, many apprentice disciples also stepped out of their rooms.

"Looks like Gu Xiao junior is already here waiting for me." Accompanied by a hearty laugh, a figure swiftly flew over from afar, then floated in mid-air in front of where the apprentice disciples lived.

"Damn, blue hair, not joining our Shamate Clan is simply a pity." This was Zhang Menglong’s first thought upon seeing this young man, this was the purest Shamate bloodline.

"I am Gu Xiao," Zhang Menglong stepped forward, "it seems this senior must be here to rescue someone. Did you bring enough contribution points?"

"Aren’t you going to ask who I am?"

"I’m not interested in who you are!" Zhang Menglong shook his head, "I only care if you brought contribution points. If you did, I’ll release them immediately, if not, then please leave."

"No wonder you’re the first in this assessment, truly arrogant," the blue-haired youth didn’t immediately lose his temper, "Let me first introduce myself, I am Cang Meng, the president of the outer sect’s student council."

"Oh, student council president huh, that’s fine," Zhang Menglong said. "Yesterday’s people must have been sent by you? They said they wanted to check on us apprentice disciples, but to make a visit without bringing gifts, that’s why I kept them and educated them on behalf of the senior. Visiting should come with gifts, lest they lose etiquette in future endeavors."

"My people shouldn’t be for you to teach a lesson," Cang Meng said, "I know you’re quite formidable, how about this, though it’s a tradition, considering your feat, I’ll waive the contribution points this time, and hope you’ll return my people."

"That won’t do," Zhang Menglong never gave up his principles just because the opponent subtly yielded. His principle was simple: you can create trouble for me, but if you’re not skilled, don’t expect to leave without paying a price, even if it were the king himself asking.

Even if a core disciple student council president came, Zhang Menglong wouldn’t give any face.

"President, you saw it, everyone’s now electing me as their leader, I have to seek some benefits for the group, right? 800,000 contribution points and I’ll release them immediately."

"Gu Xiao, are you negotiating terms with me?" Initially, Cang Meng thought his intervention would at least convince Zhang Menglong to release the people, letting bygones be bygones for a calm interaction.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Menglong was hell-bent on demanding a ransom.

"No, no, no, this isn’t a negotiation with the senior," Zhang Menglong said. "I’m extorting you, senior."

Cang Meng’s face started darkening, he didn’t expect Zhang Menglong could say the word "extortion" so calmly and righteously.

"Of course, the senior can choose not to ransome them," Zhang Menglong continued, "but we won’t release those seniors, although we won’t get contribution points, having people serve us tea, wash clothes, and tidy beds is quite nice as well."

"Gu Xiao, don’t go too far," Cang Meng said, "I’m standing here asking for my people back, which is giving you a lot of face, don’t be ungrateful."

"Oh really?" Zhang Menglong’s smile grew wider, "Senior, firstly, it was your people who stirred up trouble. Do you know what an apology is? It means not only admitting fault but also bearing all the negative emotions from the other party. Our current negative emotions are substantial, so we aren’t planning to let this matter slide."

"Second, what do you mean by ’giving me face’? Just because you’re the student council president of the outer sect disciples?" Zhang Menglong questioned, "But sorry, that position doesn’t hold weight with me, neither does your face. I don’t plan to give you any face, not even if the student council president of the core disciples came."

"Hahaha, you’re indeed arrogant, no wonder you don’t show face to the elders of Divine Profound Hall," Cang Meng laughed instead of getting angry, "I know you defeated Wan Ning of Divine Profound Hall, but among the core disciples there, he’s just average, while I, though only the president of the outer sect’s student council, if it came to a fight, he has to show me respect."

"Oh, so you want to fight?"

"I just want to teach you a lesson on behalf of the seniors from Sunset Sect," Cang Meng’s aura began rising slowly, he wasn’t exaggerating; compared to Wan Ning from Divine Profound Hall, his aura was indeed stronger, "You’re just an apprentice disciple newly joined the Sunset Sect, though you boast glorious achievements, but at Sunset Sect, always remember the words: there’s always someone better."

"If you want to fight, then fight, why all the nonsense." Zhang Menglong said, "If you win, you can take your subordinates away, but if you lose, leave the 800,000 contribution points."

"Hahaha, if you win, not just 800,000 contribution points, even my position as student council president could be yours!"

"I know you’ve learned the Tianxuan Scripture from Divine Profound Hall," Cang Meng said, "But compared to our Sunset Sect’s Nine Nether Sunset Art, that’s mere trash!"

"Oh? Seems the senior has learned the Nine Nether Sunset Art?"

"Though it’s just the first layer, even this first layer provides a tenfold strength increase, can you withstand it?"

"Boom!" Cang Meng’s aura instantly soared to the sky. With the peak life levels of a divine cultivator plus this first layer of Nine Nether Sunset Art, his sheer physical prowess is akin to a Dao Realm powerhouse!

"Only tenfold, eh," Zhang Menglong smirked. He grounded his stance, took a deep breath, and his aura gradually turned a blood-red color.

"Watch my twenty-fold Kaioken!"