Chapter 734: Buffs Activated, Ready for Battle

The next day!

"Benefactor, where did you go last night?" asked the Venerable Shakyamuni, stretching his limbs with curiosity.

"Helping others. How's everyone's preparation?" Lin Fan said with a smile, wondering how the Primordial Squad was doing.

"Eh, where is everyone?" Suddenly remembering, the Venerable Shakyamuni turned his head to find the place empty. Could they all be sleeping in after having too much fun last night?

Lin Fan blinked, looking rather helpless.

His squad members were far too carefree. Though he had tricked the Primordial Squad, they should at least show some respect.

The Venerable Shakyamuni then checked each room. As he had thought, the squad members were all lying in bed like corpses, as if they had forgotten what was happening today.

"Get up, all of you!" the Venerable Shakyamuni roared, his voice infused with mana.

The sleeping rebel army members were jolted awake by the blast. They looked at the sky outside, shook their heads, and suddenly their expressions changed.

"Oh crap, we're fighting today!"

Rustle!

Sounds of getting up came from all directions. Before long, the rebel army members gathered in the camp square.

"Mm, you all look well today." Lin Fan nodded approvingly at the orderly members standing in the square.

"Alright, let's move out."

In a mighty procession, they headed toward the square.

…

In the square, countless beings waited, knowing that something big was about to happen today.

The rebel army was about to battle the Primordial Squad.

This was a major event in the Sanctuary, and many had come early to secure a spot.

To the beings of the Sanctuary, the Primordial Squad was heaven, earth, and an invincible team.

But the rebel army was no less formidable, especially their captain, who was utterly ruthless.

Everyone was curious about this battle.

"Strange. Is today an unlucky day? Neither the rebel army nor the Primordial Squad has shown up."

"Could both teams have forgotten?"

"Yeah, it's already late. I've been waiting here for an hour."

"Look, the rebel army is here."

"What the hell? What did the rebel army do last night? Why do they all look so listless?"

"They booked out the entire tavern last night, eating and drinking like crazy. That one meal alone cost at least hundreds of thousands of contribution points."

"Terrifying."

…

"Ah-choo."

The rebel army members seemed not fully awake, yawning with heavy eyelids and dragging their feet listlessly.

They had simply had too much fun last night and lost track of time.

"Eh, where's the Primordial Squad?" asked the Venerable Shakyamuni in confusion.

They had already arrived late enough, but who would have thought the Primordial Squad hadn't shown up yet?

Lin Fan said nothing, but his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he had overdosed the drug last night, leaving them all unable to get up?

If so, he should have used less.

"They're here! The Primordial Squad is here!"

Suddenly, winds stirred and clouds surged. From not far away, a murderous aura swept over.

Clop, clop!

Footsteps came faintly, lacking any momentum—a stark contrast to the Primordial Squad's usual presence.

The onlookers were startled and puzzled.

"What's wrong with the Primordial Squad today? Why are they walking so strangely?"

"Yeah, they seem so weak. That's weird."

Seeing his squad in such a state, Hong Jingtian frowned deeply. What was going on? His invincible members—why were they like this?

When Hong Jingtian asked what was wrong, each member shook their head, saying nothing. Trusting his teammates, he didn't press further.

In the crowd.

"Xiang Ge, my legs are weak." A woman in the squad trembled, her eyes exhausted, as if she could fall asleep standing.

"Fu'er, I feel the same. It's all my fault for being too rough last night." Xiang Ge had truly experienced what it meant to be a real man last night.

But the price was waking up feeling as if his body had been drained, and worse, his crotch seemed badly injured and lifeless.

The other members were in agony.

They had been pulling and farting all night, their anuses already in searing pain. The slightest movement felt like fire, unbearable.

Now at the scene, the Primordial Squad members forced themselves to shake off their fatigue, their expressions firm, and their immense aura surged forth again.

Hong Jingtian nodded in satisfaction as his squad members recovered.

"Rebel army, as you wish, today we'll have a go with you." Hong Jingtian said calmly, looking at Lin Fan.

He didn't take the rebel army seriously at all. In his eyes, only two were somewhat capable.

A bald monk and Lin Fan.

As for the rest, they were nothing but trash in Hong Jingtian's view.

There were many geniuses in the Sanctuary, but even more who chose to hide there to survive.

They had come to the Sanctuary by chance, escaping persecution from the ancient clans, and no longer wished to return to the dangerous Ancient Saint Realm.

Some became workers, others tavern waiters, scraping by on meager contribution points.

"Hong Jingtian, today the rebel army will teach you a lesson. From now on, the Sanctuary's top squad will have to step down!" Lin Fan laughed loudly.

Seeing the Primordial Squad's current state, Lin Fan was overjoyed.

In this condition, how could they possibly beat them?

Today, the rebel army would crush the Primordial Squad with overwhelming force.

"Arrogant talk."

…

At this moment, the surrounding squads clenched their fists, hoping the Primordial Squad would win and crush the overly arrogant rebel army.

"Go for it!"

"Brothers, crush them!" Lin Fan waved his hand, instantly activating the squad's buffs.

Captain's Aura: Under the captain's unparalleled prestige, grant all members boundless strength.

Unity Aura: See in all directions, coordinate with each other; two against four is no problem.

These two auras were gifted by the system when the squad was formed.

The moment Lin Fan activated the auras, the rebel army members suddenly felt an surge of infinite power, their fatigue swept away. More strikingly, they seemed to share a telepathic connection.

"Charge! Kill the Primordial Squad!"

Hong Jingtian watched the scene with a cold smirk.

A mantis trying to stop a chariot—utterly useless!

In an instant, he waved his hand, and the entire squad advanced.

Every member of the Primordial Squad was a battle-hardened expert; with a wave of their hands, they could take down these ants.