The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

In an instant, they were brawling with the surrounding cultists.

The Chaotic Elevator saw this, snorted coldly, and without paying heed to An Su's friendly approach, brushed away the hand An Su extended, his sinister eyes slantingly glaring at An Su, he called out the latter's code name,

"Ladder, what makes you think you can cozy up to me?"

"We're nothing but the lowest rank in our cult."

"Everyone knows what level you're at."

He looked at An Su with disdain, his demeanor arrogant, "The title of Quasi-Holy Child is rightfully mine this time; quit dreaming. Do you know what strength I possess now? Do you know the contributions I've made for the Church?"

With the conflict arising, the whole alley fell silent.

The cultists were now interested; there was entertainment to be had.

Arthur and Lister were also very interested; this was a classic face-slapping show-off plot. Following the usual trope, Brother Su would fiercely reveal his true strength and soundly slap the face of this brainless small-time villain.

"Your strength?" An Su feigned great surprise.

"Hmph, I'm already in the late Third Order Magician stage, about to break through to the Fourth," he said, "Just one step away!"

An Su showed a look of fear, beginning to calculate in his mind: fifty devotion points for a Second Order Magician, one hundred for a Third Order, and a full two hundred for the Fourth Order.

"Then I hope you reach the Fourth Order Magician soon," An Su said hurriedly and sincerely.

"Hmph, spare me your sarcasm!" Chaotic Elevator chuckled, "At most, I'll break through the Third Order in two days!"

Then they'll close the net in two days.

An Su said with worry, "Please make sure to break through as soon as possible." Continue your adventure with empire

"Hmph, no need for flattery." The elevator eyed An Su; somehow, he felt this kid was quite acceptable.

The look in his eyes was incredibly sincere, even eager.

It seemed he had misunderstood.

"Actually, you're quite good as well. With several years of effort, you could catch up to me," Elevator said in a cheerful mood.

"Brother Elevator's strengths are profound indeed."

An Su continued sincerely, "May I know what name you're using now and where you currently reside? Once this affair concludes, I'd like to bring a gift and pay a visit."

"Look, no need for any gifts."

Chaotic Elevator's smile grew even more pleased, "I'm undercover at number thirty-one on Peacock Street, just call me Jack. And don't call me brother; you're older than I am. It's only right that I should call you big brother."

"Alright, I'll surprise you when the time comes."

An Su instantly hit it off with Brother Jack, leaving Lister and Arthur looking on in amazement.

So there was this kind of tactic.

They smacked their foreheads, chiding themselves for being too rash.

There was still half an hour until the secret meeting began.

Soon, they too began their crazed networking mode.

Arthur was naturally free-spirited and generous, while Lister was well-versed in social etiquette. It didn't take long for them to blend in with these cult geniuses.

Arthur took out the fine wine he carried with him,

An Su bought some cups from the neighboring market, poured a cup for each person,

and Lister began toasting.

The wine made by the solar priesthood was rich and potent, a single dab enough to intoxicate. Upon receiving the wine, the genius cultists found no poison and thought a cup would do no harm.

Bolster some courage before undertaking a great task.

Half an hour later, when the bishops of the three great cults arrived at the venue through projection, they were greeted by groups of drunken revelers dancing chaotically.

"Dear friends, dear kin, we have gathered here today for a common grand mission. As the saying goes, fate brings people together from afar. Why not become sworn brothers on this occasion!"