The Azure Wind Sect's mighty entrance was as majestic as ever. Huge stone pillars stood tall, their carvings of ancient legends gleaming under the midday sun.
But on this day, those same majestic gates were thrown wide open—not for heroes returning triumphantly—but for a group of disheveled, barefoot, robe-less core disciples, dragging themselves across the sect's main plaza.
"Open the gates—someone... anyone... bring pants!" Gao Lin croaked, his once proud fan now snapped in half.
Sect elders, outer disciples, and even kitchen staff gathered in stunned silence.
"What... the hell... happened to you?" demanded Elder Luo, stepping forward, his beard trembling in anger.
Gao Lin dropped to his knees. "Elder... we... we were ambushed... no... tricked... by... by that trash sect... Eternal Radiance Divine Sect!"
The crowd gasped. Someone dropped their soup spoon.
"Eternal what?" muttered an elder. "Isn't that the sect with the reputation of 'the beggars of the east hills'?"
Elder Luo's face turned purple. "You're saying a beggar sect robbed our core disciples… and sent them back in their undergarments?!"
Su Jian's carefully placed sect notice, written in crooked calligraphy, was plastered on Gao Lin's forehead:
'Thank you for your generous donation. May your cultivation be as thin as your underpants. — Eternal Radiance Divine Sect.'
The Azure Wind Sect's leader, Sect Master Han Feilong, stomped out from the main hall, his robe billowing, face dark as thunder.
"What is the meaning of this disgrace?!" he roared.
Elder Luo trembled. "Sect master… our core disciples... they lost... their clothes, their treasures, even their face."
Han Feilong's eyelid twitched violently. "They lost their face? Go find it! Right now!"
"But... Sect Master..." Gao Lin sobbed. "They even robbed my Azure Wind Youthful Skin Elixir..."
Han Feilong's hands shook. "Impossible... that elixir was… our sect's secret weapon for maintaining youthful looks during sect ceremonies!"
The entire sect fell into chaos.
Outer disciples snickered in corners.
The elders debated fiercely, blaming each other.
Even the sect's cook muttered, "Guess I know where our spiritual chickens went..."
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Meanwhile, back at the Eternal Radiance Divine Sect...
Li Qingyu sat leisurely, sipping spirit tea brewed with the Azure Wind Sect's own leaves, courtesy of their 'friendly donation'.
"Ah, this is the taste of victory," he sighed.
Hu Daniu admired his new ill-fitting spiritual robe. "Master, I think it's still too big for me."
Su Jian calmly adjusted the robe's hem. "Just stuff more rice cakes inside. It's good for image."
Li Qingyu's system popped a window:
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[System Mission Unlocked: Sect Reputation Chaos Triggered]
Azure Wind Sect's internal conflict is now at 70%.
Next target: Push them to 100% for bonus sect points and chaos title.
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Li Qingyu rubbed his chin. "Hmm… looks like it's time to fan the flames."
Ziyan raised an eyebrow. "Master, what now?"
Li Qingyu smiled wickedly. "Now… we let their sect stew in humiliation. When they can't take it anymore... we'll welcome their next batch of 'donators'."
The disciples all laughed heartily.
Su Jian added seriously, "Master, should I prepare the sect's official robbery robes?"
Li Qingyu nodded sagely. "Yes. Make them extra shiny."
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