Yang Qian still remembered what Zeng Sanming had told him, that the wolf tribe was used to being capricious and brutal, and that being honest and reasonable was not the wolf tribe's habit.

In addition, Yang Qian really didn't know how to tell the other party, tribe? How would he know what tribe he belonged to? It would be better to use arrogance to get away with it.

However, from the grab and push just now, Yang Qian found that although the opponent was also in the True Immortal Realm, his physical strength was not low. He was originally planning to push the opponent to the ground, but in the end, he just stumbled and even the opponent's wrist was only cracked, but not broken.

Just his physique is very different from that of human cultivators.

"How dare you! Do you know that we are the sword guards of Xiaoyue Peak? You are so lawless and you are simply looking for death! Report to the clan immediately, otherwise you will die if we take you back!"

The tavern was bustling with activity, and many demon cultivators all looked over. The tables nearby moved to the side, but no one left. The wolf tribe had always been domineering, and now they saw internal fighting, so they didn't want to miss this big show.

Yang Qian saw Zeng Sanming shaking his head at him, and he knew that this was a reminder for him not to be taken away by these three wolf demons.

"What a bunch of bastards, come and try to find death!"

"No tribe?" The three wolf demons on the opposite side looked Yang Qian up and down, and really didn't see anything related to the tribe in Yang Qian. This situation is not common in the wolf tribe, but it is not uncommon.

"Lone wolf? Tsk, no wonder you don't know the rules!" The three wolf demons seemed to let down their guard and took out a jade token and threw it to Yang Qian. They said, "This is the order from Moon Immortal Venerable. Report to Yefang within three days. I have a mission for you. You know the consequences if you don't show up on time, right?"

The injured wolf demon rubbed his wrist, grinned at Yang Qian with ill intentions, and did not continue to attack, but turned around and left. Before leaving, he also met the restaurant owner who came after hearing the news, but neither of them spoke.

"Tsk! I thought there was going to be a good show, but after all the fuss, there's only one lone wolf left! Boring!"

"That's right. The most miserable among the wolves are the lone wolves. Now that you have received the badge of the Wolf Clan Immortal Master, you will become cannon fodder."

"So what if he's cannon fodder? He dares not go? Tsk tsk, what a poor bastard. Why does he come to Zhongnan City to join in the fun instead of hanging out outside? Damn it, he's so stupid."

The surrounding discussions were so harsh, and Yang Qian found that those demon cultivators who were reluctant to make eye contact with him were now boldly looking at him. It seemed that the change of his identity made him no longer be taken seriously.

Yang Qian was confused and asked the sable monster sitting opposite him, "What is a lone wolf?"

"They are wolf monks who have been driven out of their tribe or whose tribe has been destroyed. This is actually rare in the wolf tribe. Most wolf monks who have lost their tribe will take the initiative to find a new tribe to join.

A wolf monk without a tribe is like floating duckweed, without the tribe's support behind him."

Zeng Sanming explained the situation to Yang Qian in detail over the course of a meal, and only then did Yang Qian understand the relationship between the wolf monks and the clan.

"The wolf tribe likes to gather in groups. They have their own wolf country, wolf army, sphere of influence and numerous rules. Among the demon cultivators, they like to gather together the most and like to attack, kill and abuse in groups.

So everyone was afraid of them, especially the armored wolves, no one wanted to provoke them even if their cultivation was not high.

In particular, the wolf tribe has two great immortals. One of them is Yue Xianzun. The jade token of the immortal is an imperial decree, and the wolf tribe that receives it must unconditionally arrive at the specified time, otherwise they will be hunted down by all the wolf tribes.

Master Yang, it seems that you are not very lucky.

But it doesn't matter, just change your appearance later. I guarantee they won't be able to find you. Hehe."

Zeng Sanming didn't feel any danger. The worst that could happen was that he would just run away.

However, Yang Qian shook his head at him and said, "You can't run away. You have been remembered. Moreover, this jade token is unusual. It seems to be able to transmit the message of my soul to other places. Even if it changes its appearance later, it will be easy to find." Zeng Sanming's face changed drastically when he heard this.

His appearance was recorded? And his soul's message?
This... This is equivalent to lighting up one's own soul. Anyone who knows the information of this soul can use divine thoughts to quickly lock it, and even some powerful people may directly use methods against the soul.

Zeng Sanming was about to cry in his heart. He had very little contact with the monks of the wolf tribe, and he didn't know that the imperial edict token given by the wolf tribe's great power actually had such a sinister trick hidden in it.

What should I do?
Yang Qian was the calmest one. He even became interested in the imperial edict in his hand.

The content of the decree was not long: Here is an order, any wolf tribe member who receives this order must arrive at Yefang within three days to prepare for war. Any delay will be unforgivable!

The key lies in the word "preparation for war".

"What is Yefang? Why are we going there to prepare for war?"

Zeng Sanming's rat face was full of depression.

"Master Yang, Yefang is a place for gambling. There are also people who gamble on dominoes. Anyway, it's very big and chaotic. If you want to gamble there, you can basically find a match.

The preparation for war mentioned in your decree should be that Yue Xianzun made a bet with someone and wanted to have a fight."

"Immortal Lord? Do we still need to make a bet?"

"Well, I naturally look down upon ordinary bets and have no interest in them. But if the bet is on one or several lower worlds, do you think we will fight to the point of bloodshed?
I heard that a lot of closed worlds hidden by the Heavenly Palace were discovered in the Western Heaven Realm some time ago. I guess they used the opportunity of the Ten Thousand Races Festival to gamble and decide the ownership of those newly discovered lower-level worlds."

Yang Qian in the lower world had mixed feelings. If he had not rushed out of the Northern Profound Realm, but the Northern Profound Realm was discovered by these demon immortals, then the Northern Profound Realm would undoubtedly become the bet of these demon clan powers, and then they would treat the Northern Profound Realm as a pigsty, extracting blood and harvesting it again and again. By then, it would be impossible for anyone to become an immortal.

Luck again!

Yang Qian couldn't help but sigh that his luck was indeed different from that of ordinary people. Master was probably right when he said that he was destined to be calamity.

"How do you usually bet?"

"I'm not sure about this. But don't panic, Master Yang. I'll go check it out and come back soon. I should be able to find out something useful!"

"Go ahead. I'll wait for you here. Don't leave me more than three miles away. Otherwise, don't blame me if you get strangled to death by the sword."

"Okay, Master Yang, please wait for a moment and I'll be back soon."

Not long after, Zeng Sanming really came running back in a hurry with a serious look on his face.

"Master Yang, why don't you find a way to escape? You'll die if you go!"

"What do you mean?"

"It's against the demon cultivators of the Black Wind Palace. And it's based on the level of cultivation. There are three fights each for True Immortals, Heavenly Immortals, and Golden Immortals. The imperial decree calling you over must be for the group fight against the True Immortals."

Yang Qian frowned and said, "What about the Black Wind Palace? Why do you look so scared?" (End of this chapter)