Among the 1,000 prodigies, Bai Lu and her companions exhibited the highest loyalty. In contrast, the 100 or so in Mu Zixiao’s faction feared Yun Xiao, while the latest 500 newcomers were the most disgruntled. They had never witnessed Yun Xiao’s brilliance and each harbored a touch of arrogance and defiance.0

“Are there any strong ones?” Yun Xiao asked Hai Qing and her sisters.0

Hai Qing felt a bit embarrassed. “A few in the Perfect stage of the Fourth Baptism Realm came, but we couldn’t catch them and they slipped away. If those escapees hadn’t leaked the information, we might have captured more.”0

Hai Mo added, “The current 500 newcomers are mostly at or below the Late stage of the Fourth Baptism Realm, with many coming from ordinary Heavenly Monarch sects who admire Zu Wei.”0

Yun Xiao glanced at Zu Wei. She was similar to Shen Nanyin—retaining some free will and resenting Yun Xiao, yet unable to oppose him.0

Mu Zixiao and Mu Zhilu stood by her side. Freshly castrated by her side, they had pale, gloomy faces, on the verge of tears but unable to cry.0

“Yun Xiao, stop struggling. They’d rather bow out...0