The Underwear King's Name Resounds Chapter 67: Subduing the Supreme Sect of Qi Induction?

"The Boundary-Breaking Pill, upon consumption, allows one to instantly ascend an entire major realm without any side effects," Luo Xingchen explained its effects in straightforward terms. "Right now, you are at the peak of the Seeking Dao Realm. With this pill, you can directly break through to the Tribulation Crossing Realm—at its pinnacle, no less." "Your lifespan will be extended, your strength enhanced; hurry up and take it," she urged.

Luo Twelve received the pill with trembling hands, carefully cradling the crystal-clear medicine in his palms. Not only his hands shook, but his entire body quivered uncontrollably—out of sheer excitement. He considered himself experienced, yet had never heard of any pill in the world with such miraculous effects. The Boundary-Breaking Pill… it was nothing short of a divine artifact!

No wonder Zhengyu had returned so early, while the ancestral founder had delayed till now. Clearly, she'd been trying to procure this pill for him. The ancestral founder must have endured much hardship in this endeavor. Luo Twelve's eyes reddened, tears nearly spilling in gratitude.

"What have I ever done to deserve such kindness from the ancestral founder…"

"Enough with the sentimental nonsense," Luo Xingchen interrupted as Luo Twelve prepared to bow. She pulled him upright. "Go take the pill and break through—I still intend to enjoy a few centuries of peace."

Knowing his ancestor's temperament, Luo Twelve feared that more words would only annoy her, so he nodded quickly. Treating the Boundary-Breaking Pill as a priceless treasure, he prepared to retreat to his secluded chamber for consumption.

Yet, after only a few steps, the sect-protecting formation overhead suddenly trembled violently. Immediately after, a proud and domineering voice echoed above the Supreme Qi Guidance Sect.

"I am the Third Elder of the Hidden Night Sanctuary. Luo Twelve, Sect Master of Supreme Qi Guidance Sect, come out and greet me!"

Empowered by spiritual force, the voice reverberated multiple times across the sky.

"Ancestral founder—this…" Luo Twelve frowned toward the source, the direction of the sect itself.

Luo Xingchen remained nonchalant. "Hold off on the pill for now. Since someone calls for you, go see what they want."

What else could it be? Judging by the show of force, they were clearly here for a confrontation. Luo Twelve muttered inwardly, thoroughly annoyed. He was on the verge of ingesting the Boundary-Breaking Pill, about to leap to the pinnacle of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, only a step away from ascension. Yet, at this crucial moment, someone appeared out of nowhere—aggressive, even launching an attack against their sect-protecting formation.

Though this formation wasn't laid by Luo Xingchen herself, it could still withstand a Tribulation Crossing Realm cultivator for quite some time. The recent blow had shaken it, enough to suggest the attacker was likely such a cultivator—and a powerful one at that.

"The Third Elder of Hidden Night Sanctuary… Fang Wuhen, that old bastard, has broken through to the Tribulation Crossing Realm?"

With curiosity mixed with suppressed fury, Luo Twelve hurried toward the sect entrance.

Hidden Night Sanctuary, with a legacy spanning tens of thousands of years, was one of the top forces in the Northern Xuan Province. More precisely, its overall strength was second only to that of the Warm Fragrance Pavilion. Crucially, in recent years, Hidden Night Sanctuary had set its sights most keenly on the Supreme Qi Guidance Sect. If Luo Twelve were to fall, they would be the first to move against the sect.

Luo Twelve was familiar not only with the Sanctuary but with its Third Elder, Fang Wuhen. Throughout centuries past, the two had crossed swords countless times.

Though both were at the peak of the Seeking Dao Realm, Fang Wuhen never managed to defeat Luo Twelve. Now, however, he had broken through to the Tribulation Crossing Realm—a worrying omen. He might well be acting on the Sanctuary's orders. Perhaps, he was sent here for this purpose.

Luo Twelve’s brows furrowed but soon relaxed. Why should he panic? With the Boundary-Breaking Pill gifted by the ancestral founder, he could leap an entire realm and reach the pinnacle of Tribulation Crossing in an instant. Their true trump card—the ancestral founder herself—had not even taken action yet! If she were to intervene, not only the Northern Xuan Province, but all Nine Provinces would tremble; what force could possibly withstand her?

With this thought, all worries melted away. Luo Twelve strode quickly to the main entrance of the Supreme Qi Guidance Sect.

Outside, a dense crowd of over a thousand had gathered. At their head was none other than Fang Wuhen, newly advanced to the Tribulation Crossing Realm, making no attempt to conceal his wild, domineering aura.

Upon seeing Luo Twelve, Fang Wuhen's smug expression twisted into a smile. As Luo Twelve halted—just a single step shy of stepping out from the protection of the formation—Fang Wuhen’s smile faded.

Luo Twelve crossed his arms over his chest, chin slightly raised, his gaze mocking as he looked at Fang Wuhen.

"So, that's who’s out here making such an annoying racket—my old defeated foe," he sneered. "What's this? Unable to beat me for centuries, you’ve finally decided to abandon your dignity and stage a mob attack?"

"Utter nonsense!" Fang Wuhen cursed, livid. "True, I couldn’t best you when we were equals. But! Damn it, but! Now, I’ve broken through to the Tribulation Crossing Realm! And you, Luo Twelve, are but a Seeking Dao Realm elder with little life left."

"You claim I can’t beat you? Ha! What ridiculous arrogance!" Fang Wuhen laughed in fury. "Luo Twelve, if you have the guts, step out from your formation and let me show you a bloodbath!"

Luo Twelve remained motionless, arms still crossed, but his tongue was sharp as ever.

"Fang Wuhen, if you have the guts, step inside and show me how you’ll slaughter me!"

"If you have the guts, come out!"

"If you have the guts, come in!"

"Damn it, come out if you dare!"

"Damn it, come in if you dare!"

"Luo Twelve, you’re nothing but a cowardly turtle!"

"Fang Wuhen, you’re nothing but a tin soldier with a wax spear!"

"Enough talk, Luo Twelve, come out and duel me!"

"Enough talk, Fang Wuhen, come in and duel me!"

The two titans of their respective sects now resembled a pair of quarrelsome fishwives, hurling insults at each other through the barrier. Fang Wuhen shouted, Luo Twelve retorted, all trace of dignity lost.

The exchange lasted a full incense stick’s time, until Fang Wuhen, thoroughly exasperated, threatened, "Luo Twelve, don’t force me to destroy your sect-protecting formation!"

Luo Twelve chuckled. "So you’ve reached the Tribulation Crossing Realm—what’s so special about that? If you want to break our formation, bring your Sanctuary’s Tribulation Crossing peak expert; let’s see how long it takes him!"

Fang Wuhen grinned, finally having his breakthrough acknowledged—restoring some face in his eyes.

He gazed at Luo Twelve with undisguised arrogance, sneering. "Now that you know I’ve reached the Tribulation Crossing Realm, are you not coming out to meet your death?"

Luo Twelve looked at him as if he were an imbecile. "Since I know you’ve broken through, why would I step outside?"

Fang Wuhen, it seemed, was not the brightest.

"Hmph! Coward! Turtle!" Fang Wuhen snorted coldly. "Luo Twelve, I’ll speak plainly. I’ve come with two purposes: First, to beat you senseless! Second, to subjugate your Supreme Qi Guidance Sect! If you don’t step out or lower the barrier, forcing us to attack, I can’t guarantee how many will die!"

His eyes were icy cold; meeting his gaze was like being dragged into an endless abyss.

"Subjugate my Supreme Qi Guidance Sect? Ha!" Luo Twelve laughed, regarding Fang Wuhen as a clown. "Tell me, Fang Wuhen, who gave you the courage to say such things? Simply because you broke through?"

Fang Wuhen nodded proudly. "Exactly. Because I’ve broken through."

Luo Twelve scoffed. "You think you can subjugate my sect? Dream on!"

Fang Wuhen grew solemn. "Luo Twelve, do you know what my breakthrough means?" Without waiting for a reply, he continued, "It means that, in terms of overt Tribulation Crossing Realm cultivators, Hidden Night Sanctuary now rivals Warm Fragrance Pavilion! Truthfully, many forces covet your sect; you have two choices: submit to one, or resist until death, allowing your resources to be devoured."

He adopted a lofty stance, then levitated several meters above, looking down on Luo Twelve, hoping to increase the pressure.

"Luo Twelve, honestly, submitting to Hidden Night Sanctuary is your best option. With our protection after your fall, even Warm Fragrance Pavilion would not dare act. And until then, you’ll be beaten daily by me—a Tribulation Crossing expert. That’s your honor! Perhaps, in the midst of a beating, you’ll have an epiphany and break through yourself. I’ve said my piece—consider for an incense stick’s time!"

"I’ll consider your damned nonsense!" Luo Twelve cursed. "Do you really think my sect is made of clay, easy to bully? Hah! Tribulation Crossing Realm? You think we don’t have one? You think I’m not one?"

Boom!

With those words, a terrifying aura erupted from Luo Twelve. On his way here, he had already quietly consumed the Boundary-Breaking Pill, though he had not yet refined its power. Perhaps the ancestral founder watched from the shadows; if he did not seize this moment, he might disappoint her.

He could endure no longer.

He would break through then and there!