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"It's quite lively," a voice came from the entrance of Xuantian Hall as three or four young men dressed in Dark Red Robes squeezed through the crowd and stepped towards the hall. The one who spoke was a young man among them with a scarred face.
As he spoke, the Scarred-Faced Youth scanned the entire hall, and when his gaze landed on Fang Chen, a glimmer of light flashed in his narrow eyes. A cold smile appeared on his face as he walked towards Fang Chen and the others.
"It really is a Fated Encounter," Fang Chen murmured to himself, his smile suddenly freezing as he looked at the approaching Scarred-Faced Youth.
The Scarred-Faced Youth approached Fang Chen and the others. Except for Fang Chen, who knew the truth, Qian Yuan and Wang Lin frowned. They had no prior relationship with the Scarred-Faced Youth, so his sudden approach naturally made them think he was here for trouble.
"Song Nanfeng, are you here to help them too?!" Wang Tian shouted at the Scarred-Faced Youth.
At this moment, they felt utterly humiliated. If Song Nanfeng was indeed here for their opponents, it would truly be a tragedy for them.
Relying on the support of an Inner Sect Disciple behind them, Wang Lin and his friends were indeed arrogant among Outer Sect Disciples, but they were not foolish enough to ignore their limits. They understood who they could provoke and who they could not. Without a doubt, Song Nanfeng from Qixiao Sect was someone they could not afford to offend; both his strength and background surpassed theirs.
Seeing Wang Tian's furious expression, Song Nanfeng's eyes flashed with disdain, though his oddly smiling face remained unchanged. He casually shook his head and said with a smile, "I am indeed here for him, but not to help them."
"You must be Fang Chen. We've met again," Song Nanfeng said with a cold smile, his gaze towards Fang Chen filled with mockery.
Upon hearing this, Wang Lin and his friends, who had been looking quite grim and worried, suddenly changed their expressions. Meanwhile, those watching from a distance looked at Fang Chen with strange eyes.
Is this guy really just a newcomer who entered the Sect less than half a day ago? How did he offend so many people so quickly? In such a short time, he not only offended Wang Lin and his friends but also managed to provoke Song Nanfeng.
In contrast to Wang Lin's group's excitement, Qian Yuan wore a bitter smile. With Wang Lin's trio plus Song Nanfeng involved, it exceeded what he could handle. Moreover, unlike Wang Lin's purely spoiled rich kids, although Song Nanfeng's current strength was still below Qian Yuan's, it wasn't by much. As a member of the Enforcement Hall, he had extensive connections and stood behind more than one Inner Sect Disciple. All these factors made Qian Yuan feel a tingling sensation on his scalp.
"Junior brother, it seems you've gotten yourself into something quite big this time," Qian Yuan looked at Fang Chen with an unintentional hint of resentment in his eyes, filled with deep concern.
"I would rather not see you," Fang Chen replied calmly. To everyone's surprise, there was no trace of panic on his face; he remained unfazed throughout the encounter. Even now, as he looked at Song Nanfeng, there was an obvious disdain in his gaze.
"You must be afraid I'll discover something," Song Nanfeng's smile gradually turned cold. For some reason, seeing Fang Chen's calm face stirred a violent impulse within him to smash that damned face into pieces.
"Congratulations on choosing a good place," Song Nanfeng said with a cold smile. The implication in his words was clear: if it weren't for being in Xuantian Hall right now, Fang Chen would have been killed by him already.
"Are you done talking?" Fang Chen raised his head and glanced at Song Nanfeng, his face showing an unmistakable disgust. His frown resembled someone who had just seen a repulsive fly.
"What an arrogant kid."
"Is he looking for death?"
"Haha, interesting. Does this guy really think he can stay in Xuantian Hall forever?"
...
The disciples of the Enforcement Hall, dressed in Dark Red Robes beside Song Nanfeng, sneered. To them, Fang Chen was undoubtedly a pitiful and ridiculous figure, full of arrogance.
Moreover, as these Enforcement Hall disciples mocked him, the previously downtrodden Wang Lin and his companions seemed to have turned over like salted fish, starting to ridicule Fang Chen to their heart's content.
A stream of extremely unpleasant words poured from their mouths, causing Qian Yuan beside Fang Chen to tremble with anger. Although he was not the main target of these people's scorn, he found it hard to endure at this moment and nearly made a move as the Dan Qi surged within him.
At that moment, a fair hand gently patted Qian Yuan's shoulder, followed by a calm voice that brought a sense of peace.
"Senior Brother, we are here to exchange points; there's no need to waste words with the likes of flies." Saying this, Fang Chen did not even glance at Wang Lin and the others or Song Nanfeng; he walked directly towards Elder Yun, the White-Robed Elder, not far away.
His calm words initially sounded like he was deliberately provoking Song Nanfeng and the others, but Fang Chen's main purpose was not that. He understood very well that given the current situation, not to mention that he and Qian Yuan could never defeat Song Nanfeng and his group, making a rash move would only lead to humiliation. Furthermore, Elder Yun had already stated that fighting was not allowed within Xuantian Hall.
If they were to strike first, they would undoubtedly break the rules and might even provoke the elders into taking action against them. At that point, it would also give Song Nanfeng and his group a reason to retaliate, which was not what Fang Chen wanted to see.
"Younger Brother is right!" Qian Yuan finally realized this and recalled how close he had come to making a move earlier; he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. After glaring fiercely at Wang Lin and his companions, Qian Yuan stopped speaking and walked alongside Fang Chen towards Elder Yun.
Watching as Fang Chen and Qian Yuan turned to leave without any confrontation, a flicker of resentment crossed Wang Lin's face. They had indeed intended to provoke Qian Yuan into action, but it was clear that their plan had failed.
"Exchange points?" Song Nanfeng sneered as he looked at Fang Chen's retreating figure.
One was a nearly hopeless Outer Sect Disciple who had been deemed unlikely to break through to the Primordial Embryo Realm, while the other was just a newcomer to the Sect who wasn't even a formal disciple yet. How many points could these two possibly exchange?
Not only Song Nanfeng, but many onlookers shared similar thoughts.
"Qian Yuan, if you bring him to me, I'll give you a Nourishing Essence Pill. If one isn't enough, I can offer you three. If that's still not sufficient, I can ask Senior Brother Wang Tong to help resolve your hidden ailment," Song Nanfeng suddenly proposed.
As soon as these words fell, the entire Xuantian Hall fell silent, and Qian Yuan, who had been walking, abruptly stopped. Eyes began to converge on Fang Chen and Qian Yuan.
"Wang Tong, hidden ailment." Qian Yuan clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly. He understood well why he struggled to break through to the Primordial Embryo Realm; it wasn't due to limited talent but because of a strange Vital Energy left in him by Inner Sect Disciple Wang Tong. This Vital Energy was not only difficult to expel but also lay dormant until he attempted a breakthrough, repeatedly extinguishing his hopes.
A Nourishing Essence Pill of near eighth-grade quality was already extremely precious for an Alchemy Realm warrior. For a loose cultivator, it might take all their wealth combined just to acquire one. The value of three Nourishing Essence Pills was unimaginable. Moreover, within Ziyang Sect, two thousand points was a significant amount for Outer Sect Disciples like them—not to mention six thousand points.
For Qian Yuan, the third benefit mentioned by Song Nanfeng was something he longed for even in his dreams.
If he could eliminate that strange Vital Energy from his body, breaking through to the Primordial Embryo Realm would no longer be an unattainable goal! With this thought in mind, Qian Yuan felt an overwhelming excitement rising within him.
However...
He soon shuddered. These benefits were not given freely; to rid himself of that hidden ailment, he would have to take action and personally bind Fang Chen—whom he had just been protecting—over to Song Nanfeng.
This...
Qian Yuan fell silent. The fervor in his heart was suddenly doused like cold water, leaving only a chilling emptiness.
Qian Yuan stood silently in place. Fang Chen, at that moment, also stopped, his dark gaze fixed on the former.
After the previous sweep of Soul Power, he understood clearly that Qian Yuan could not break through to the Primordial Embryo Realm because of that strange Vital Energy within him. Now, the conditions proposed by Song Nanfeng were something that Qian Yuan could only dream of. Fang Chen knew that even if it were him in this situation, he would have to think carefully. Because of this, despite his calm demeanor, he chose to pause and quietly wait for Qian Yuan's decision.
Qian Yuan was silently struggling with his choice while Fang Chen waited. Meanwhile, Wang Lin and the others, along with Song Nanfeng, wore cold smiles as they waited.
Time passed slowly, and no one spoke. The atmosphere in Xuantian Hall grew increasingly tense. On the faces of Song Nanfeng and the others, impatience began to show.
In his view, since he had generously offered such favorable conditions, why was Qian Yuan taking so long to consider? That guy was just someone he had met for the first time; did it really require such a display of struggle?
To Song Nanfeng, Qian Yuan's silence and struggle seemed merely a performance for everyone to see. After all, just a moment ago he was protecting Fang Chen, and now he was considering taking action for these benefits; this was clearly somewhat unethical, and his reputation would be tarnished as a result.
The longer Qian Yuan struggled, the more points he could gain in the eyes of others when he finally acted. After all, he had deliberated for so long before making a move; perhaps he could even play it off later and wash away any negative connotations from this incident.
Believing he had seen through Qian Yuan's intentions, Song Nanfeng's expression became even more mocking.
However, in the next moment, the mocking smile that had just appeared on his face suddenly froze, transforming into an expression of profound disbelief!
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