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"That is..."
Standing at the entrance of Yuxu Palace's Main Hall, Ye Huan noticed one of the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors, Mighty Bull, had appeared. He hurriedly put away the Military Telescope and quickly pulled out a Barrett Sniper Rifle loaded with armor-piercing rounds from a large pile of Arms at his feet. He intended to use the scope on the sniper rifle to observe for a while. Even if Bai Yulin encountered some danger, Ye Huan believed that with the Barrett Sniper Rifle, he could ensure Bai Yulin's life would not be in jeopardy.
"Ye Huan! I knew you wouldn't abandon us in our time of need at Yuxu Palace!"
Before Ye Huan could raise the Barrett, he felt someone suddenly leap onto him from behind and tightly wrap their arms around his waist. This made him feel quite uncomfortable, forcing him to reluctantly lower the Barrett and turn to look behind him.
"Zhao Ziyu... um... hello everyone..."
At first glance, he noticed Zhao Ziyu beside Black Shadow Flower and several elders from Yuxu Palace behind them. Ye Huan awkwardly pulled Yuxiang'er away from his waist while stammering as if he were a man caught teasing a respectable woman, especially since this was happening right under Zhao Ziyu's nose, leaving him feeling flustered.
As if sensing Ye Huan's embarrassment, the elders of Yuxu Palace pretended not to see what was happening. They all turned their heads away, leaving only Zhao Ziyu to stare intently at him. As for Black Shadow Flower, her pretty face seemed to say 'I'm here to watch the show.'
"Weren't you saying that Jade Master was seriously injured? Where is he?"
Approaching Ye Huan calmly, Zhao Ziyu ignored Yuxiang'er's struggles and pulled her closer. She began inquiring about Yu Wuxia's whereabouts, clearly trying to give Ye Huan an out. Upon hearing "Yu Wuxia," the ears of the Yuxu Palace elders perked up. A few sensible ones even glanced toward Bai Yulin and the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors in mid-air. However, judging by the standoff between Mighty Bull and Bai Yulin, it seemed unlikely they would engage in battle anytime soon.
"Jade Master? Oh, you mean Elder Yu! He's right here..."
Quickly snapping out of his daze, Ye Huan realized that anyone who didn't take advantage of an opportunity like this was undoubtedly foolish. He hurriedly pointed to his right side while addressing the elders of Yuxu Palace and directly referred to Jade Master as Elder Yu, causing several black lines to appear on the foreheads of those elders.
Following Ye Huan's gesture, they looked over in that direction. At that moment, Yu Wuxia appeared no different from when he had been gravely injured earlier. Fortunately, during the brief lull earlier, Ye Huan had managed to temporarily bandage Yu Wuxia to prevent excessive blood loss; otherwise, it was doubtful Yu Wuxia would have lasted this long.
"Wang Bansian? Hurry! Help the Sect Leader heal!"
Seeing Yu Wuxia's near-lifeless state and noticing the bloodstained cloth wrapped around him, some elders from Heavenly Dragon Sect shouted for a certain Wang Bansian from Yuxu Palace. Soon after, an ethereal old man arrived beside Yu Wuxia and began unwrapping the cloth. The onlookers gasped as they saw Yu Wuxia's wounds; a few hot-headed individuals nearly charged forward.
"Stop! What are you doing?!"
Noticing their movements, Ye Huan stepped in front of them without hesitation to block these elders from Yuxu Palace. However, it was somewhat disheartening that these old Taoists likely did not regard Ye Huan highly. One White-Haired Old Man reached out and summoned a surge of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy toward Ye Huan's right side with clear intent to force him aside. Little did they know that Ye Huan stood his ground without moving an inch or showing any intention of dodging.
'This is bad...'
In the minds of all the elders of Yuxu Palace, a single thought flashed through: before they could intervene, the hand of the White-Haired Old Man was about to touch Ye Huan's right side. At that moment, the Golden Wind Sword within Ye Huan sensed the danger he was facing. In response, it transformed into countless golden little swords that burst forth from Ye Huan's body, colliding perfectly with the White-Haired Old Man's palm.
With a thud…
What should have been a hand capable of slicing through iron was instead grazed by the golden little swords, leaving a mark on its surface. The White-Haired Old Man's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the swirling golden little swords around Ye Huan and murmured, "Golden Wind Sword? Is that really the Golden Wind Sword?!"
"Hey, old man, you have good eyesight!"
Ye Huan rolled his eyes at the White-Haired Old Man without an ounce of respect. He had never held any fondness for those who attacked him. Little did he know that this remark would provoke the ire of many elders, who immediately scolded him, "Impudent! How can you speak to an Elder of the Sect like that?"
"Elder of the Sect? If he knew he was an elder of Yuxu Palace, he wouldn't have attacked a disciple like me."
With a disdainful snort, Ye Huan had no intention of getting entangled with these Yuxu Palace elders. After all, it was fortunate that he had endured the White-Haired Old Man's strike; if it had been any disciple below the Nascent Soul Stage, being hit by that palm would likely result in severed meridians and an uncertain fate.
"Enough! Everyone be quiet!"
As if holding a significant position among the Yuxu Palace elders, the White-Haired Old Man shouted loudly, instantly silencing the crowd. He then fixed his gaze on Ye Huan and asked, "Ye Huan, tell me where your Golden Wind Sword came from?"
"Where else could it come from? If it hadn't suddenly burrowed into my body, I wouldn't even care about it!"
Frowning slightly, Ye Huan responded to the White-Haired Old Man's question with irritation. Without thinking twice, he provided the answer that the old man sought. However, as soon as he spoke, all the elders' expressions changed to something peculiar. A few even turned to Elder Sun and asked, "Elder Sun, is that truly our sect's treasure, the Golden Wind Sword?"
"Indeed. I can say with certainty that it is absolutely the Golden Wind Sword. Besides it, I can't think of any weapon that could cut my hand."
Nodding affirmatively, Elder Sun seemed to have had considerable interaction with the Golden Wind Sword. Upon hearing Elder of the Sect's inquiry, he immediately answered. Yet even he found it hard to believe how what should have been a massive golden sword had transformed into these small golden swords. If not for sensing the aura belonging to the Golden Wind Sword emanating from them, even Elder Sun would have struggled to identify them.
"Is everything alright? If it's fine now, I’d like to get back to what I was doing…"
Noticing an odd atmosphere around him and fearing they might dissect him alive to retrieve the Golden Wind Sword, Ye Huan wished to distance himself from these old men as much as possible. Just as he was about to move away, Elder Sun called out from behind him, "Wait!"
"Is there anything else you need? Please just say it all at once."
With a wry smile, Ye Huan turned back around. He had already resolved that if these old men demanded his Golden Wind Sword, he would definitely not hand it over; even a rabbit would bite when cornered—let alone him.
"Haha, it's nothing serious. I just wanted to ask if you could tell us what your plans are moving forward as our future sect leader."
With a smile plastered across his face, Elder Sun clearly lacked his previous imposing demeanor. This made Ye Huan momentarily suspect that Elder Sun had some ulterior motive. However, when he heard Elder Sun mention the title of Sect Leader, he froze in place, taking a while to process it before stammering, “Sect Leader? Are you talking about me?”
“Exactly. With the Golden Wind Sword in your possession, you are now the next Sect Leader of Yuxu Palace. Given that Jade Master is gravely injured and Yuxu Palace is facing formidable enemies, it seems we have no choice but to ask you to take charge. So, what do you say? Are you unwilling?”
Elder Sun stepped closer to Ye Huan and whispered in his ear. At the same time, several elders from Yuxu Palace took this opportunity to approach Ye Huan. These details immediately raised Ye Huan's guard, and he began to ponder the intentions of Elder Sun and the others. Soon enough, he reluctantly realized that aside from the Golden Wind Sword, there was likely nothing else about him that interested these elders. However, he had absolutely no interest in the position of Sect Leader of Yuxu Palace. If he were to deny being the Sect Leader, these elders would undoubtedly act against him without hesitation. In an instant, Ye Huan found himself in a dilemma.
‘Should I just agree to them for now?’
Understanding that failing to resolve this matter could lead to significant trouble, Ye Huan felt an impulse to agree with the elders. But then he thought about how becoming the Sect Leader would likely bind him down with responsibilities, and at that point, he wouldn't be as free as he was now—not to mention that there was still a Dragon Hall waiting for him in Jiuzhou.
“Well…”
Hesitating for a moment, an idea suddenly struck Ye Huan. Seizing the opportunity presented by the conflict between Yuxu Palace and Heavenly Dragon Sect, he spoke up to Elder Sun: “Becoming the Sect Leader isn’t an issue for me, but as you can see, if we can’t deal with Heavenly Dragon Sect, it’s uncertain whether Yuxu Palace can survive this crisis. Unless…”
“Unless what?”
Almost all the elders from Heavenly Dragon Sect turned their attention toward Ye Huan. They were surprisingly in sync at this moment, quietly listening to the conversation between Elder Sun and Ye Huan.
“Unless you all are willing to follow my orders!”
Gritting his teeth and steeling himself, Ye Huan decided to take a leap of faith and boldly declared that all the elders of Yuxu Palace should heed his command…
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