As soon as Qin Chuan finished speaking, the entire venue fell into an eerie silence. All eyes turned to Xie An.
“You… you… you…” Xie An stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.
Pei Xuan noticed the situation turning unfavorable and quickly interjected, “Qin Chuan, stop making baseless accusations!”
“You also dared call me by my name. I’ll go ask Sect Master Yun right now—are all his disciples this disrespectful to their seniors? Today you call me by name, and tomorrow you’ll betray the Sect?” Qin Chuan turned with Jin Pang and headed straight toward the platform where the Sect Master and elders were seated.
Since the outside world believed his Master had been accepted as a disciple on behalf of the previous Sect Master, he had to make full use of his high seniority.
He had thoroughly studied female-oriented novels. These stories loved moral arguments. Using seniority to suppress people was always effective.
Pei Xuan, seeing Qin Chuan actually heading toward the high platform, tried to stop him immediately.
Qin Chuan thought to himself, Perfect timing! He pretended to be hit, performed a full Thomas spin, then twisted twice mid-air before landing in the most dramatic pose. He forced out a mouthful of blood and shouted, “Pei Xuan, you actually tried to kill me!”
“Chuan’er is still so clever. Pei Xuan deserves to die.” Hidden in the shadows, Shen Qingyuan chuckled softly. She had followed Qin Chuan secretly, worried someone might bully him.
Jin Pang was a clever one too. He instantly followed up, shouting, “The Sect Master’s chief disciple is rebelling against his elders! He’s trying to kill his Uncle right in public! He wants to betray the Sect!”
The words “betray the Sect” made Yun Yao on the high platform visibly unsettled. He flashed into place between Pei Xuan and Qin Chuan, and said in a deep voice, “Nephew Jin, don’t speak recklessly.”
“Pei Xuan is my chief disciple and the Tranquil Void Sect’s eldest senior brother. He would never betray the Sect.”
Yun Yao’s tone was firm, leaving no room for doubt. He even released his pressure to silently suppress Qin Chuan and Jin Pang, rendering them speechless.
“No need to bully the juniors with your Great Ascension Realm pressure, Sect Master.” A skinny old man with graying hair stood in front of Qin Chuan and Jin Pang, blocking Yun Yao’s pressure.
“That’s Elder Zhang Yuandao, the Grand Elder. He doesn’t get along with the Sect Master,” Jin Pang whispered to Qin Chuan.
“What did my grandson do to provoke the Sect Master into using his Great Ascension strength against a Core Formation junior?” Jin Feng, Jin Pang’s grandfather, also arrived and mocked Yun Yao for not acting his age.
One by one, the other elders descended. Those with allegiances stood to the sides, while the unaffiliated stood further back with curious expressions, ready to enjoy the drama.
Only now did Qin Chuan start to examine Yun Yao and the others. As expected in a female-oriented novel, all the male supporting characters were ridiculously good-looking—sword-like brows, deep eyes, chiseled features. Even the dogs walking by would probably be handsome.
Then he looked at Grand Elder Zhang Yuandao and Jin Feng. Zhang Yuandao was tall and gaunt, with skin stretched tight over bones and sharp eyes that gleamed like a scheming merchant. Jin Feng, on the other hand, was a round, jolly-looking elder who bore some resemblance to Jin Pang—clearly a grandfather-grandson pair.
These two clearly didn’t get along with the female lead, making them the classic antagonists. In this genre, villains were always the ones with average looks. So female-oriented novels distinguished good and bad by appearance?
“Brother Qin, how far are we pushing this?” Jin Pang whispered, pulling Qin Chuan out of his thoughts.
“We’ll play it by ear—just make enough noise to feel good.” Qin Chuan had no plan. He started this drama on impulse.
“Got it. I’ll follow your lead. With the Grand Elder and my grandfather here, Yun Yao won’t have absolute control.” Jin Pang replied in a low voice.
At that moment, Yun Yao withdrew his pressure and put on the face of a righteous Sect Master. “Pei Xuan is the senior brother of our Tranquil Void Sect. As the Sect Master, I won’t allow others to slander him.”
“Then you’ll allow him to injure his Uncle? Is that how Sect Master Yun teaches his disciples?” Qin Chuan shot back immediately.
Before Yun Yao could respond, Qin Chuan amplified his voice with spiritual energy and proclaimed, “Today, Xie An and Pei Xuan tried to kill their elders. With their lack of virtue, respect, and morality, who’s to say they won’t betray the Sect tomorrow?” Read the latest chapters at NovelPing.
“Qin Chuan, stop slandering us!” Xie An, already badly injured, nearly vomited blood from rage.
“Qin Chuan!!!” Pei Xuan had calmed down earlier, but was now furious and shouting again.
“See? Still calling me by name. What’s next—calling the Sect Master and Grand Elder by name? Then betraying the Sect?” Jin Pang followed up, now clearly grasping the art of framing people.
“That’s enough, Nephew Jin,” Yun Yao snorted, trying to suppress Jin Pang again with his aura—but he remembered Zhang Yuandao and Jin Feng were present, so he swallowed it and said, “And what kind of Uncle is Qin Chuan…”
Halfway through, he realized that Qin Chuan was technically their Uncle, so he swallowed the rest of his sentence, trapped.
“Senior Brother Yun, are you denying my Master’s seniority? Or are you denying the former Sect Master as your Master?” Qin Chuan stood with Jin Pang’s support.
Yun Yao said nothing. Zhang Yuandao’s sharp eyes gleamed. He’d figured out Qin Chuan’s identity and immediately spoke up, “Even I, the Grand Elder, fear being one day struck down by the Sect Master’s disciples.”
“I fear for my old bones too,” Jin Feng echoed supportively.
The elders from the Grand Elder’s faction all chimed in. In seconds, Pei Xuan and Xie An were painted as traitors and backstabbers.
“I didn’t do that!” Pei Xuan and Xie An shouted in unison to defend themselves.
Gu Xiran tried to speak up for them, but her third senior brother, Jiang Lin, stopped her. “Junior Sister, don’t act rashly. Let Master handle this.”
“Even if it’s not betrayal, everyone just heard you call Uncle Qin by name. So I suppose I can call the Sect Master by name too? Disobey his orders? Maybe even attack him?” Jin Pang kept rambling.
Jin Feng immediately barked, “Don’t speak nonsense!”
He glared at Jin Pang, warning him to behave—if Yun Yao snapped, things could get ugly.
“Yes, Grandfather,” Jin Pang replied meekly, though he was secretly grinning.
Despite being scolded, everyone had already heard what Jin Pang said. People were whispering, and many eyes now viewed Yun Yao differently.
Seeing the Grand Elder about to speak again, Yun Yao quickly slapped both Pei Xuan and Xie An.
Smack! Smack!
He then pressed them to their knees and roared, “Hurry up and apologize to Uncle Qin!”
Pei Xuan and Xie An were stunned but under Yun Yao’s pressure, they knelt mechanically and said, “Uncle Qin, it was our recklessness. Please forgive us.”
“Junior Brother Qin, these two unworthy disciples have realized their mistake. Once the Grand Competition ends, I will punish them severely. The Tranquil Void Sect will not tolerate disciples who disrespect their elders!” Yun Yao offered an apology to smooth things over.
Qin Chuan was stunned. He had only intended to disgust Yun Yao and his disciples a little—he never expected Pei Xuan and Xie An would kneel and apologize. One thought filled his mind: Female-oriented novels are insane. Is seniority really this powerful?
The Origin Spirit Continent was truly a brutal cultivation world. When he went on trials, it was always strength that mattered—bloody battles everywhere, nothing this ridiculous. Maybe the protagonists and male leads really existed in their own parallel channel?
Actually, Qin Chuan had misunderstood. Yun Yao wasn’t being “insane”—once Jin Pang said what he did, if Yun Yao didn’t handle it, his authority as Sect Master would crumble. That wasn’t something he could allow.
“Qin Chuan, don’t just stand there. What’s the plan? Say something. My grandfather sent me a message—he said you should take what you’ve got and call it a day. This matter isn’t that big,” Jin Pang whispered, bringing Qin Chuan back to reality.
Qin Chuan immediately cleared his throat and pretended to be weak. “I was injured by Nephew Pei just now. I’m not sure if I can…”
“Here—three top-grade Heavenly Origin Recovery Pills and a drop of thousand-year Earth Essence Milk. They’re enough to fully heal you,” Yun Yao offered the pills, which he had originally prepared for Gu Xiran, but now had no choice but to give to Qin Chuan.
“That’s enough! We scored big!” Jin Pang whispered excitedly.
“Aiya, those two nephews made a mistake. But as their Uncle, I must be magnanimous. I hope they won’t repeat their disrespect in the future.” Qin Chuan accepted the pills and kindly helped Pei Xuan and Xie An to their feet—accidentally stepping on both of them in the process.
“Yes, thank you, Uncle Qin.” Pei Xuan and Xie An had no choice but to endure and apologize with fake sincerity.
Qin Chuan was ecstatic. In a female-oriented novel, preaching morality made him invincible.
Grand Elder Zhang Yuandao had never planned to push things too far—this outcome satisfied him, so he let it go.
“Alright, everyone disperse. Elder Ma, go arrange the drawing lots,” Yun Yao waved the crowd away and flew back to the high platform. His faction’s elders followed.
The Grand Elder gave Qin Chuan a meaningful glance before returning to the platform with his faction.
The other disciples scattered as well. Xie An wanted to say something threatening, but Pei Xuan pulled him away. “Save it for the competition—there’s no ‘Uncle’ or ‘Nephew’ on the arena.”
“Senior Brother, you must teach him a lesson,” Xie An said as he followed.
And so the matter ended with Pei Xuan and Xie An’s apology, and Yun Yao’s compensation.
“Jin Pang, don’t stir up more trouble. Focus on winning the pill competition. If you don’t take first, see how I deal with you,” Jin Feng scolded his grandson before flying up to the platform.
“Got it, Grandfather!” Jin Pang cheerfully waved, not afraid of him at all.
After sending off his grandfather, he patted Qin Chuan on the shoulder like a child waiting to be praised. “Brother Qin, how was my performance?”
“Excellent. Here’s your reward.” Qin Chuan handed him a top-grade Heavenly Origin Recovery Pill.
“This… Brother Qin, I…” Jin Pang’s eyes lit up, though he hesitated.
Qin Chuan forcefully shoved the pill into his hand. “Without your help, I wouldn’t have gotten this compensation. Don’t refuse. Let’s go—time for the competition. You have to cheer for me.”
With that, Qin Chuan stepped forward, giving no room for refusal.
“Brother Qin will definitely take first place!” Jin Pang happily stored the pill and rushed to catch up.