This fellow finally understood what Wan Lei meant; Wan Lei wanted to show off, so he could only play along.

Thus, he used all his cultivation and shouted loudly,

"Senior Brother Lei is amazing! Senior Brother Lei defeated us! We've lost all our cultivation time on the Yin-Yang Life-Death Disk to Senior Brother Lei!"

"Senior Brother Lei is mighty!"

"Senior Brother Lei is amazing!"

"Senior Brother Lei avenged us!"

The surrounding disciples all cheered loudly.

"Alright, now for the third matter. My rules, you understand them, right?"

"Rules?"

The three people lying on the ground raised their heads and looked at Wan Lei's outstretched hand, not quite understanding what he meant.

"It seems my reputation from the Wan Jiao Ranking and the Wood Immortal Secret Realm isn't great enough. You actually don't know.

But it's fine. For the sake of fellow disciples, I can beat you until you remember."

Young Master Lei stood up and made a move as if to beat them again.

"No, no, no! We remember now."

The three of them quickly took out their storage bags and handed them over.

Indeed, getting beaten was the best medicine for recovering memories.

"That's more like it. For the sake of fellow disciples, I'll let you off today. We're still good brothers from now on. If anyone bullies you, just mention my name."

If we mention your name, we'll get beaten even worse! Everyone knows you, Wan Lei, are a bully who has offended countless people in the Central Region.

These words could only be thought in their hearts; the three of them absolutely did not dare to speak them aloud.

Seeing Wan Lei put away the formation, the three of them scrambled away like rolling and crawling.

The other Nascent Soul realm disciples sitting under the Life-Death Disk, seeing Wan Lei looking at them, didn't dare to linger and quickly flew away.

"Congratulations, Junior Nephew Lei. You've taught these cancerous growths of the sect a lesson and performed a great service for the sect. I congratulate Junior Nephew Lei."

The elder, putting on his elder airs, walked over and cupped his hands with a smile at Wan Lei.

Young Master Lei smiled faintly.

"Call me Senior Brother."

The elder's expression immediately changed drastically. Looking at Wan Lei, who was being unreasonable and making everyone call him Senior Brother, a sense of foreboding arose in his heart.

*Whoosh!*

Wan Lei witnessed for the first time how fast cultivators of the Yin-Yang Sect could actually be.

What a joke! Could they not fly fast? This Wan Lei was clearly on a killing spree and wouldn't let anyone off. Poor me, this old bone, I kindly officiated the competition for you, and you still want to beat me.

Pah!

After scaring away the elder, this place completely became Young Master Lei's personal stage.

"Hello, everyone, my junior brothers."

Senior Brother Lei was not modest at all. In the blink of an eye, he became the senior brother to tens of thousands of people.

"These Nascent Soul realm bullies oppressed their fellow disciples, a crime that cannot be forgiven. I have now taught them a lesson, and you can all use the Life-Death Disk to cultivate with peace of mind from now on.

As for the cultivation time for Core Formation disciples, it has been restored to the original two hours. The rest are for Nascent Soul disciples.

If you see any Nascent Soul realm disciples coming to snatch them, remember to call me, and I'll teach them a lesson."

"Great! Long live Senior Brother Lei!"

"Brother Lei is amazing!"

Wan Lei didn't know why he said these things. Helping these people might have been to satisfy his desire to show off.

Regardless, after this incident, Young Master Lei's fame within the Yin-Yang Sect immediately grew. People's attitudes towards him changed from "an arrogant prodigy from the outside" to "a good senior brother who acts righteously and punishes evil."

In essence, they treated him as one of their own.

Senior Brother Lei's prestige value +1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+……

The show-off was over, and Young Master Lei needed to get down to business.

He vaguely remembered that the reason he came here was to use the Yin-Yang Life-Death Disk to strengthen his Thunder Body.

Wan Lei walked towards the Life-Death Disk. Qian Duoduo quickly followed him, eager to explain.

"Senior Brother Lei, the Yin-Yang Life-Death Disk has a total of five hundred steps, also divided into five levels.

The first hundred steps are the limit that Core Formation cultivators can withstand. The second hundred steps are for Nascent Soul cultivators.

Once you break through to the Nascent Soul realm, you can enter the realm of two hundred steps and above. Subsequently, every hundred steps is for Nascent Soul, Grand Ascension, and Tribulation Crossing cultivators to withstand.

When you go up to cultivate, remember not to rush too high."

"How many steps can you reach?"

Wan Lei asked curiously.

"Me?"

A hint of pride surfaced on Qian Duoduo's face.

"I am a legacy disciple, how could I be the same as others? I have actually ascended to the two hundred and twenty-second step."

"Oh, that's the territory of Nascent Soul disciples."

"Yes, Brother Lei, go up and try. We brothers are all waiting to see how many steps you can reach."

"That's for sure. At least... at least it'll be better than you, right?"

"That's a given! Who is Brother Lei? Brother Lei is our Yin-Yang Sect's glorious legacy disciple, unmatched in all history under heaven..."

Before Qian Duoduo could finish his flattery, Wan Lei directly stepped onto the first step.

There was no pressure at all.

Wan Lei nudged his toe and rushed to the one hundred and first step.

Still no pressure at all.

He rushed up again, arriving at the two hundred and first step.

At this point, the disciples outside let out exclamations. It was the first time they had seen someone ascend one hundred steps at a time.

One had to know that even powerful Nascent Soul realm disciples had to ascend step by step. If they rushed up so recklessly, they would surely be washed down by the power of the Yin-Yang Life-Death Disk.

Gradually, the admiration in people's eyes grew even stronger.

Indeed, he was Senior Brother Lei.

"Go, Senior Brother Lei!"

"Senior Brother Lei, rush to the three hundred steps!"

"Number one in the Yin-Yang Sect!"

People cheered wildly for Wan Lei. Young Master Lei's desire to show off reached its peak. He nudged his toe again and reached the three hundred and first step.

These were already steps that Grand Ascension cultivators could reach.

The crowd outside became even more frenzied.

However, Wan Lei had already sensed that something was wrong. What about tempering his physical body as promised? Why didn't he feel anything?

It was exactly like ordinary steps.

To verify this thought, Young Master Lei directly flew up into the sky and landed on the five hundredth step.

Above his head was the massive Life-Death Disk.

Still... no pressure whatsoever.

The people around fell silent. At this point, anyone could see that something was amiss.

Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Young Master Lei's forehead. This time, it seemed his show-off attempt had failed.

Moreover, he had lost face.

With no other choice, Young Master Lei turned around and cast a pleading look at Qian Duoduo.

"Brother Lei, I forgot to tell you, the power of this Yin-Yang Life-Death Disk needs to be guided by Yin-Yang Dao Rhyme to descend."

"...You idiot, why didn't you say so earlier!"

"Senior Brother Lei, guide the power!"

"Senior Brother Lei, show us your abilities!"

"Senior Brother Lei, create a myth that has never existed in history!"

Senior Brother Lei's face was extremely awkward. He... hadn't even had time to cultivate Yin-Yang Dao Rhyme, so how could he guide anything?

Qian Duoduo's face turned pale. He had also thought of this, and he was certain that soon...

He would be beaten.