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Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...
The piercing sound of something cutting through the air echoed from afar. Many people looked up to see about twenty individuals in the sky, making their way towards Desolate Peak with great momentum.
"It's the people from Qingchen Sect."
Seeing the nearly uniform robes and the obvious insignia on them, those who witnessed this scene immediately recognized the identity of the newcomers. However, upon realizing who they were, many shook their heads and sighed.
The people from Qingchen Sect had discovered a Bonefruit at Desolate Peak and were surrounded by members of Star Gate. This news had spread as soon as it happened. At this moment, at least everyone present at Desolate Peak was already aware of it. Many were rushing towards the scene out of curiosity to witness the excitement. In such a situation, it was clear why Qingchen Sect was hurrying over. Nevertheless, no one had high hopes for them.
"They're quick to arrive, but..."
Someone shook their head and spoke. Although they didn't finish their sentence, everyone around understood the implication.
The strength of Star Gate was not something Qingchen Sect could contend with. Even though there weren't many members of Star Gate present at Desolate Peak, Qingchen Sect had come in full force. But so what? With Sister Qinglian in seclusion, did Qingchen Sect have anyone capable to show? It was likely that this large group wouldn't even be enough for a single Inner Sect Disciple from Star Gate to handle.
"Hurrying over like this is just asking for death."
"Qingchen Sect is quite amusing; such a large group is rushing over to meet their end."
"Tsk tsk, Qingchen Sect, relying on someone who suddenly got lucky and became a True Disciple to establish their influence—truly insignificant. They have no vision at all regarding this matter."
Among the crowd, three individuals watched the group of Qingchen Sect martial artists approaching Desolate Peak, exchanging sarcastic remarks.
Their words were undeniably sharp and bitter. Even though most people present did not hold high expectations for Qingchen Sect's group, hearing these comments still caused many to frown and show displeasure. However, upon seeing the three individuals' expressions, many who were about to speak changed their demeanor and fell silent.
These three were none other than Wang Lin, Wang Ming, and Wang Tian—the brothers who had a fierce conflict with Fang Chen a month ago at Xuantian Hall. With an Inner Sect Disciple as their older brother, although their strength was average, they were considered difficult characters among Outer Sect Disciples and generally not someone others would provoke. Qian Yuan had been humiliated by these three multiple times in the past.
For these three, a newcomer who had just entered the Sect and dared to help Qian Yuan offend them was originally someone they planned to take revenge on later. However, this inconspicuous individual suddenly became a True Disciple. This left them incredulous and filled with jealousy. Naturally, they harbored strong animosity towards this so-called Qingchen Sect and would not let go of any opportunity to kick them while they were down.
Just then, Wang Lin looked up at the group of Qingchen Sect members in the sky, and his cold smile suddenly froze. His gaze sharpened as he focused intently on the front of the Qingchen Sect group—a tall figure dressed in white caught his eye, causing a flicker of surprise in his eyes. After staring for about a breath's time, he blinked and confirmed that he wasn't mistaken.
"Fang Chen is back!" he exclaimed in astonishment.
At this moment, only a few minutes had passed since Fang Chen and his group returned from the Colorful Sacred Realm. Although Desolate Peak was not far from Beishan, from where Wang Lin and the others were standing, they could not see the upper half of Beishan. Therefore, they were still unaware that a group of people had already returned to the Sect after entering the Colorful Sacred Realm.
"Fang Chen? That lucky bastard?" Wang Ming exclaimed in surprise upon hearing his brother's muttering.
"What? That guy actually didn't die in the Colorful Sacred Realm?" Wang Tian cursed openly.
Given their poor relationship with Fang Chen, they naturally hoped he would die in the Colorful Sacred Realm, putting an end to everything. After all, despite looking down on this newcomer who had just entered the Sect and whose cultivation was far inferior to their own, Wang Lin and his companions understood that Fang Chen's status had changed; he was now a True Disciple!
Although this True Disciple status seemed somewhat inflated and many did not take it seriously, a True Inheritor was still a True Inheritor. A dead camel is bigger than a horse; possessing the title of True Disciple meant that Fang Chen was far beyond what the three of them could compare to. Thus, if this guy ever sought revenge on them in the future, they could be in serious trouble.
For this reason, when news spread within the Sect that Fang Chen had died in the Colorful Sacred Realm, Wang Lin and his companions were quite pleased. But now, this supposedly "dead" person had reappeared before their eyes. How could this not astonish them?
After their initial shock and some low curses, as they watched Fang Chen and his group enter Desolate Peak and head toward Star Gate, Wang Lin's previously grim expression changed again, revealing a cold smile and malicious intent.
"So what if he's a True Disciple? There are plenty of people in Star Gate who have long held objections to that. Moreover, Brother Bai Xingchen is about to be promoted to a real True Disciple. Instead of avoiding the spotlight, Fang Chen leads such a group here. Does he think that will scare the people of Star Gate? Ridiculous! This should be quite entertaining."
"Let's go join the fun and see how this so-called True Disciple rescues people from Qingchen Sect," Wang Lin laughed loudly. Then, the three of them moved quickly toward where Qian Yuan and others were surrounded.
Not only them; after such a commotion, even those who initially did not plan to join in began to shift their gazes toward Qian Yuan's location. At the same time, news of True Disciple Fang Chen's appearance spread rapidly.
In an open area within Desolate Peak.
"Brother Qianyuan, what should we do?"
Lu Mingjun looked around at the mocking faces and overwhelming Killing Intent surrounding them. His heart sank further as he spoke quietly to Qian Yuan beside him.
Here, led by Qian Yuan, there were only seven members of Qingchen Sect. Not far from them stood at least twenty individuals dressed in deep blue robes adorned with a dazzling purple star on their chests. Judging by their aura, the weakest among them were mid-level Alchemy Realm cultivators, with three or four even being Late Stage Transformation Realm warriors. However, that wasn't the main point; what mattered most was...
Qian Yuan's gaze fell on a young man leaning against an ancient tree behind this group from Star Gate. Unlike others dressed in blue robes with Star Gate insignia, this young man caught Qian Yuan's attention as his pupils slightly constricted.
Due to the recent opening of the Colorful Sacred Realm, most of the strongest Outer Sect Disciples had entered it and temporarily left the Sect. This was also true for Star Gate; several of its strongest Alchemy Realm Outer Sect Disciples were absent, and even Late Stage Transformation Realm warriors were significantly fewer than usual. Currently present here were only four Late Stage Transformation Realm warriors.
With four Late Stage Transformation Realm warriors plus fifteen mid-level Alchemy Realm cultivators, their combined strength far surpassed that of Qian Yuan's seven-person group. However, if it were only this much strength, they would not have been blocked by Star Gate or trapped here previously.
Even though Qian Yuan had been trapped in the Alchemy Realm for many years due to an internal ailment and did not participate in the previous journey to the Colorful Sacred Realm, he had already reached the Peak of the Transformation Realm. With him leading, there was a slight possibility of breaking free if they suddenly erupted with power.
However, this thought vanished the moment Qian Yuan saw the Blue-Clad Youth. He knew that with this person present, there was no chance for the seven of them to escape. This individual was a disciple of the Inner Sect within the Star Gate, having already attained the Primordial Embryo Realm. The strength of someone at the Primordial Embryo Realm was simply beyond what they could withstand with their Alchemy Realm cultivation. If this person wished, even with just human power, he could easily crush all seven of them.
"What should we do?" Hearing Lu Mingjun's anxious question and observing the situation around them, Qian Yuan felt a surge of anxiety within himself. They were outmatched in strength, unable to fight back or retreat; now trapped here, what else could they do?
Looking at the faces of those from Star Gate, which openly displayed mockery and derision, Qian Yuan clenched his fists tightly, filled with deep resentment. He understood very well that the reason this group from Star Gate, despite having overwhelming strength capable of easily defeating them, chose only to surround them was to humiliate them, to drive them into despair until they had no choice but to hand over the Bonefruit.
This was a tremendous insult! If it truly came to this today, one could imagine that after enduring such humiliation, their future cultivation would likely stagnate for life.
With unclear thoughts and disordered reasoning, how could they continue to cultivate?
Buddhism fights for a single incense stick; people fight for a breath of air. In martial arts cultivation, clarity of thought is essential. How could one achieve clarity under such humiliation?
This was no longer a simple insult; it was a cruel act that could ruin a person's life!
"Star Gate, you are going too far!" Qian Yuan growled softly, his nails digging deeply into his palm.
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