“I’ll be waiting.” Hearing Ge Hong’s cold threat as he left, a cold sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Chen’s mouth.
The battle on the Fengyun Platform had ended.
What was thought to be without suspense had turned out to be incredibly brilliant.
The Intern Disciple had staged a comeback, not only defeating the Disciple of the Diyang Peak’s Master but also publicly provoking Ge Hong, causing the entire Diyang Peak to lose face.
This battle was destined to make Ye Chen stand out in the Hengyue Sect, and it was also destined to make him a topic of conversation after tea and meals.
“You guys didn’t see it!
Zhao Long was almost smashed to death by Ye Chen’s sword.”
“The Master of Diyang Peak was so angry he wanted to kill someone on the spot.
You didn’t see his old face!”
“This isn’t scientific!” On Tianyang Peak, Old Daoist Zhong was lying on his seat like a lump.
Hearing the Disciple’s report, he couldn’t help but sit up, his chubby face showing a look of astonishment.
“Zhao Long lost?” On Renyang Peak, Immortal Master Qingyang, who was meditating, couldn’t help but open his eyes in astonishment after hearing Su Xinyue’s report.
The outcome was beyond his expectations.
Compared to Tianyang Peak and Renyang Peak, the angry shouts of Ge Hong from Diyang Peak had already spread throughout the entire peak.
“Trash, all of you are trash.” With a gloomy old face, Ge Hong couldn’t help but shout sternly, “The face of my Diyang Peak has been completely lost by you all.”
Below, the Diyang Peak Disciples were prostrate.
Seeing Ge Hong in a fit of rage, they didn’t dare to breathe out loud.
Meanwhile, Ye Chen, who had caused this small disturbance, was currently hiding in the jungle behind the mountain, counting his spoils of war.
The so-called spoils of war were naturally the Storage Bag that Ge Hong had given him.
Inside the Storage Bag, there were piles of glittering stones.
These were Spirit Stones, the common currency for Cultivators.
They were sealed with abundant Spiritual Qi and could be used to buy things or to Cultivate.
“Five hundred Spirit Stones.” After counting the number of Spirit Stones in the Storage Bag, Ye Chen was still slightly astonished, secretly thinking about Ge Hong’s grand gesture.
You must know that in this Outer Sect of the Hengyue Sect, each Disciple could only receive twenty Spirit Stones every month.
To Ye Chen, these five hundred Spirit Stones could be considered a not-so-small fortune.
Crack!
Gently crushing a Spirit Stone, Ye Chen greedily absorbed the pure Spiritual Qi that flowed out, replenishing the consumption caused by the great battle.
After absorbing the pure Spiritual Qi of more than a dozen Spirit Stones in succession, Ye Chen put away the Storage Bag, but he had a contemplative look on his face.
On the Fengyun Platform, he had completely angered Ge Hong.
Although he hadn’t been in the Hengyue Sect for long, he had heard quite a bit about Ge Hong’s character; that fellow was someone who would seek revenge for the slightest grievance.
“It seems that the days ahead won’t be very easy.” Gently rubbing his brow, Ye Chen felt a bit of a headache.
When the sun set behind the western mountains, Ye Chen quietly came out from the back mountain and returned to the Small Spirit Garden.
Zhang Fengnian and Hu Wa’s injuries had basically healed, but the situation of the Spirit Beast called Little Eagle was not very optimistic.
Soon, a large iron pot was set up, and a raging fire was burning.
Ye Chen stewed the blood wolf he had hunted into a large pot, and an alluring aroma permeated the entire Small Spirit Garden.
“I haven’t seen so much meat in a long time.” Hu Wa wiped his drool more than once, and while speaking, he didn’t forget to glance at Little Eagle, who was looking eagerly at the iron pot beside him, and chuckled, “Little Eagle, you can have a full meal today.”
“Little Fellow, you today…” Beside him, Zhang Fengnian looked at Ye Chen, but hesitated to speak.
“I’m fine today!” With a carefree smile, Ye Chen kept adding seasonings to the iron pot, but he didn’t mention a word about the matter on the Fengyun Platform today. Read this novel at NovelPing for the best experience.
“It’s…
it’s fine as long as you’re fine, it’s fine as long as you’re fine.” Zhang Fengnian smiled gently, but his eyes carried deep worry.
The matter of Ye Chen fighting Zhao Long had become a sensation.
He seemed to have heard a little bit about it and was somewhat surprised, but a warm current kept flowing in his heart.
He had never thought that a stranger he had saved would be willing to stand up for him, not hesitating to publicly challenge Ge Hong’s majesty.
Thinking of this, there was also a sense of sorrow in Zhang Fengnian’s heart.
He was once an Elder of the Hengyue Sect, but ever since he was demoted down the mountain, his situation had been so miserable.
His former Senior Brothers looked down on him, and even the younger generation of Disciples came to cause trouble every few days.
Compared to his Senior Brothers and those younger Disciples who bullied their Masters and betrayed their ancestors, the Ye Chen before him truly formed a sharp contrast with them.
“Come on!
Let’s eat.” Ye Chen, who was on the side, obviously didn’t notice the change in Zhang Fengnian’s expression and had already scooped out the stewed wolf meat.
“I couldn’t wait any longer, hehe.”
“Little Eagle, this piece is yours, eat more to nourish yourself.”
The dinner was eaten until they were sweating profusely.
The blood wolf was a Demon Beast, and its whole body was a treasure.
Using it to make soup was a great tonic for nourishing the body, especially for people like Zhang Fengnian and Hu Wa; after eating it, they felt steaming hot all over.
The night in the Small Spirit Garden was not peaceful.
Halfway through dinner, they welcomed a beautiful guest.
The person who came was a female Disciple in fluttering white clothes, bathed in moonlight, pure and flawless.
Her cheeks always wore an indifference that kept people at a distance.
Looking carefully, wasn’t it exactly Su Xinyue, who was watching the battle under the Fengyun Platform during the day?
“Yo!
Senior Sister Su, what wind blew you here?” Ye Chen didn’t look at Su Xinyue, and while scooping up a piece of wolf meat, his words were indifferent.
Regarding Ye Chen’s indifferent reply, Su Xinyue’s expression sank a bit, but she still took a deep breath and didn’t flare up on the spot.
“Master invites you to join my Renyang Peak.” Su Xinyue’s words were cold and clear.
As she spoke, she didn’t forget to send a letter through the air, “If you agree, you can come to my Renyang Peak tomorrow.”
Although Su Xinyue spoke plainly and coldly, she was holding back a breath of anger in her heart.
Who was she?
She was a flower of the Outer Sect of the Hengyue Sect and the closed-door Disciple of the Master of Renyang Peak.
Yet, she had been lectured by Ye Chen on the Fengyun Platform today, and after returning, Immortal Master Qingyang had made her come to deliver a message.
“The invitation from Renyang Peak really makes me flattered!”
“The message has been delivered, do as you please.” Su Xinyue didn’t want to stay longer, left the letter, and turned to leave.
When she was about to walk out of the Small Spirit Garden, she stopped again and glanced at Ye Chen, who was still wolfing down his food, “Don’t think that defeating Zhao Long makes you invincible in the world.
You must know that there are plenty of Disciples in the Hengyue Sect who can destroy you.
Your killing intent is too heavy, and you will eventually find it hard to achieve a positive result.”
After saying this, Su Xinyue disappeared at the entrance like a gust of breeze. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
Her departure did not cause Ye Chen to change in the slightest; he continued to wolf down the wolf meat.
“Little Fellow, Renyang Peak is one of the three main peaks of the Outer Sect.
You should go!
Don’t ruin your future; just endure it and it will pass.” Zhang Fengnian’s words were gentle, and he was genuinely thinking of Ye Chen.
“Senior, I understand.” Ye Chen chuckled, and while speaking, he didn’t forget to wipe the grease from his mouth.
Soon, the door of the Small Spirit Garden opened again.
This time, a dashing Disciple in white walked in.
His cultivation had reached the sixth level of Qi Condensation.
Although there was only a one-level difference, he was much stronger than Zhao Long.
This person was the closed-door Disciple of the Master of Tianyang Peak, Wei Yang.
“So you are the one who defeated Zhao Long?” Wei Yang walked in while gently waving a folding fan, glanced at Zhang Fengnian, and looked at Ye Chen playfully.
Well!
Ye Chen had originally thought that this Wei Yang was truly as polite as his appearance, but as soon as these words were spoken, his impression of Wei Yang was greatly discounted.
He seemed dashing, but in his bones, he was also the type of hypocritical person.
“I don’t know why Senior Brother is visiting late at night.” Ye Chen’s words remained indifferent.
For this kind of person, he was always too lazy to pay attention.
“It’s nothing big, just helping Master pass on a message.
Master said that you can become a Disciple of Tianyang Peak.” Wei Yang’s mouth was filled with a smile, and he gently waved his folding fan, but his chin was held high, with an attitude of considering himself superior.
“Uh!” Ye Chen just replied casually and buried his head in stuffing wolf meat into his mouth.
Facing Ye Chen’s attitude, Wei Yang was neither angry nor annoyed; he just smiled playfully and turned to walk towards the door.
However, when he was about to leave, he, like Su Xinyue, turned his head and glanced at Ye Chen, “You have already provoked Diyang Peak without knowing the immensity of heaven and earth.
Don’t be ungrateful.
You must know that in the eyes of my Tianyang Peak, you are nothing.”
Saying this, Wei Yang gently waved his folding fan and walked out the door.
After Wei Yang left, Ye Chen finally put down his bowl and chopsticks.
“Little Fellow, you…” Zhang Fengnian still wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by Ye Chen’s words.
“Senior, I know what you want to say.” Ye Chen wiped the grease from his mouth and smiled, “How could I not want to find a backer?
But you have also seen it; they look down on me from their bones.
If I were to lick my face to become their Disciple again, wouldn’t that be asking for trouble?”
Sigh!
Zhang Fengnian was silent, but he let out a sigh.
“I see through the matters in the Sect very clearly.” Ye Chen smiled slightly and continued, “This is a world where the strong are respected, full of dangers.
Although I am an Intern Disciple, I would rather not join the three main peaks.”
“Just do your best, don’t make yourself suffer.”
“Senior’s teachings, Junior will keep them in mind.”