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The Heavenly Dragon Sect is a sect that has only risen in prominence over the past thousand years, standing in stark contrast to Yuxu Palace. If Yuxu Palace has become a major sect in the Eastern State's West Coast due to its deep-rooted heritage and accumulation of talent, then the Heavenly Dragon Sect can be said to owe its current status entirely to its leader, Gu Long.
Gu Long is a man of average appearance and mediocre strength. Those who have seen him would consider him an ordinary cultivator, the kind you could lose in a crowd. Even Yu Wuxia once looked down on him. However, as time passed and the Heavenly Dragon Sect rapidly developed under Gu Long's leadership, he became one of the few iron-fisted leaders in the Eastern State. He acted decisively and often used the banner of purging evil and upholding justice to swallow up other sects. He even recruited many skilled practitioners by utilizing treasures and materials for forging Flying Swords obtained from some of the smaller sects he had absorbed. In Ye Huan's era, he would have been considered a major player in the underworld, at the very least the head of an influential gang.
"Heavenly Dragon Sect? This could be quite troublesome..."
Upon hearing Ye Huan's inquiry, even the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon, a guardian beast of Huaxia Nation, felt a bit of a headache when it came to dealing with the Heavenly Dragon Sect. Offending a Righteous Path leader was not terrifying; what was truly frightening was offending a petty villain who took pride in being just and would retaliate at any slight!
"Heavenly Dragon Sect, Gu Long..."
Seeing that the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon had no good ideas either, Ye Huan muttered softly to himself, as if he could already envision Gu Long marching into Yuxu Palace under the banner of justice to provoke them.
"Alright, stop overthinking it. Instead of worrying about the Heavenly Dragon Sect, we should think about where we are going to stay!"
Noticing Ye Huan's unusual expression, the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon showed little interest in the feud between Yuxu Palace and Heavenly Dragon Sect; after all, he wasn't a disciple of Yuxu Palace like Ye Huan.
Ten minutes later, beside the thatched cottage where Yuxu Palace's Fourth Generation Disciple resided...
Struggling to rub his eyes with his golden claws, the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon couldn't help but gape at the thatched cottage before him. It took him quite some time to regain his composure before asking Ye Huan, "Ye Huan, are we really going to stay here?"
"What's wrong? Is this place not good?"
The corners of Ye Huan's mouth curled slightly upward as he caught sight of the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon's expression, a hint of a smile breaking through. He quickly made his way to a thatched cottage, pushing open the door. Inside, the simple stone bed and the ceiling riddled with holes felt so familiar to him.
For an entire month, Ye Huan had stayed in this very cottage. If it hadn't been for the rigorous training he underwent during that time, he doubted he would have been able to handle the situation facing Huaxia Nation upon his return. In fact, he owed a debt of gratitude to this humble abode; without its shelter from the elements, he might not have become a Golden Core Stage Cultivator in just over a month.
"I never said this place was bad. Just looking at your face tells me you've lived here before. Forget it, forget it; I can't be bothered to argue with you," the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon remarked.
Realizing that Ye Huan was still upset about his earlier comments, the dragon shrugged it off and wagged its tail as it approached the door of the cottage where Ye Huan once resided. However, when it pushed the door open, a cloud of dust erupted, covering the dragon in a layer of grayish-white, making it look quite disheveled.
"I can't believe this..."
Shaking its golden head vigorously after inhaling dust, the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon couldn't help but curse. But upon seeing how rudimentary the cottage was inside, its frustration only deepened. Turning to Ye Huan, it said, "Ye Huan, I know you're getting back at me for not helping you with ideas earlier. But honestly, I really doubt how you managed to live here for over two months. This place is clearly not meant for normal people..."
"..."
Not wanting to engage with this creature that only knew how to enjoy itself, Ye Huan stepped into the cottage and began to survey his surroundings. After a thorough cleaning, he soon had the place spotless. Meanwhile, the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon had already scampered outside to bask in the sun, leaving Ye Huan alone inside.
"Yuxu Palace... It wouldn't be so bad to stay here long-term," he mused comfortably as he stretched and sat on the stone bed. For a moment, he felt utterly idle. Just then, voices from outside reached his ears:
"Hey, did you hear? That Ye Huan who once chopped off Senior Brother's shoulder is back and staying in that thatched cottage over there."
"What?! We should get out of here quickly! If Senior Brother sees us and thinks we have something to do with him, then wouldn't that be..."
Through the gaps in the thatched roof, Ye Huan felt a flicker of curiosity about the senior brother mentioned by the two people. He caught a glimpse of their hurried figures as they left, which left him somewhat puzzled. He began to reflect on everything that had happened in Yuxu Palace, and soon a name surfaced in his mind: Yan Yue.
Speaking of Yan Yue, he was merely a rather arrogant Fourth Generation Disciple with limited strength. If Ye Huan were to truly anger him, he could easily crush him with just a finger. What puzzled Ye Huan was the attire of the two disciples; they were clearly Third Generation Disciples. Since when did Yan Yue rise above the Third Generation Disciples?
The more he thought about it, the more something felt off. Ye Huan seemed to overlook one thing: not everyone in this world was as abnormal as he was. Take Yan Yue for example; before Ye Huan arrived at Yuxu Palace, he was undoubtedly one of the most outstanding Fourth Generation Disciples. His talent might not have been the best, but he was certainly a good candidate for cultivation. Just a few months after Ye Huan's departure, Yan Yue had made significant progress on his cultivation path. Additionally, with a capable master guiding him, he received treatment similar to what Ye Huan had once experienced and was promoted to a member of the Third Generation Disciples.
The world of cultivators operated this way; regardless of age, merit always took precedence.
"How strange," Ye Huan mused. "As for the Third Generation Disciples' senior brothers, aside from Yan Yue, I don't recall having severed anyone's arm."
Still unable to grasp the intricacies of the situation, Ye Huan rubbed his aching head and decided to take a walk outside. However, before he could even stand up, a clear voice reached his ears from outside the thatched hut: "Ye Huan, Yuxu Peak top, don’t be late!"
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