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Chapter 165: Everyone Disperse
The Red-Clad Elder was quite helpless. Originally, he was afraid of offending the person behind Yan Ji, so he chose to ignore her matters. To avoid trouble, he even distanced himself for a while. However, he ultimately couldn't shake off his worries; after all, he was the master of the Hero's Tower in Daluo State. If anything happened to the Hero's Tower, he would be held responsible.
After all, he was just a tower master. Although his position was not inferior to that of the leaders of high-ranking sects, he was merely one among the eight tower masters of Thunder Continent, and there were still superiors above him.
"Honestly, it takes me an old man to come out before you all stop. Don't you see how old I am? Managing such a large Hero's Tower is not easy for me. You don't understand the virtue of respecting the elderly... Alright, that's enough for today. Do you all understand now?"
After rambling for a while, he finally stopped. At this point, he remembered that everyone was still stuck in place and seemingly unable to move.
With a casual wave of his right hand, everyone felt lighter and immediately regained their ability to move. Although this old man seemed quite talkative, no one dared to look at him. From his words, everyone understood that he was indeed the master of the Hero's Tower. It was clear that someone capable of holding such a position was no ordinary person. The way he effortlessly controlled this area and everyone within it instilled fear in them.
According to Sun Zhe's estimation, even if this Red-Clad Elder wasn't as powerful as top experts like the Golden Thunder Elder, he was certainly not far off.
"Zheng Bin, how has your father been lately? I haven't seen him in a long time."
The elder scanned the young man in purple brocade standing before Bing Yan with a flicker in his dim eyes and casually asked.
"My father has been well. Thank you for your concern, Senior Zheng. If you have time, feel free to visit Temple West Hall; my father would definitely welcome you," Zheng Bin replied sincerely, stepping forward two paces with cupped fists, unfazed by the astonished gazes around him. He had long since grown accustomed to such looks.
"You are Zheng Bin, ranked eighth on the Star Ranking List!"
Yukong's eyes widened in shock as he realized the identity of the young man at that moment. No wonder he could be regarded as Bing Yan's senior brother and have someone as powerful as Bing Yan follow him obediently; it turned out this young man was Zheng Bin, ranked eighth on the Star Ranking List. His position placed him among the top ten on the list, also known as the Eighth Star Luo.
Eighth Star Luo Zheng Bin—such a talent represented the true peak disciples of Thunder Temple and was a prodigy of Thunder Continent.
"You are from Yuling Sect; didn't that Turtle Spirit Old Daoist teach you properly? You get startled over trivial matters. But your personality is quite similar to his; after all, you are indeed his descendant."
The Red-Clad Elder glanced at Yukong and couldn't help but scold him. It seemed there were some grievances between him and that so-called Old Daoist Ghost Spirit. However, people like them cared greatly about their reputation and would never lower themselves to deal with someone like Yukong. Yukong awkwardly smiled but dared not say anything further.
"Forget it. Ever since your father became the Hall Master of West Hall, he's been extremely busy. How would he have time to accompany an old man like me? I'm not going!"
After finishing with Yukong, his gaze shifted to Zheng Bin. This Red-Clad Elder was quite an interesting person. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and decisively refused.
In Thunder Temple, aside from the logistical and miscellaneous personnel, the Cultivators mainly concentrated in the Three Houses and Six Halls, and this so-called West Hall is one of the Six Halls.
Thunder Temple's Three Houses and Six Halls; the people from the Three Houses rarely appear before others, and no one knows their strength. However, the Six Halls represent Thunder Temple, and almost all major matters are resolved by the Six Halls. The reason Thunder Temple has such deterrent power is not only due to the hidden influence of the Three Houses but also closely related to the strength of the Six Halls.
East Hall, South Hall, West Hall, North Hall, Left Hall, Right Hall—there are a total of Six Halls, and nearly every hall's strength can be compared to a Sixth-Rank Sect. Zheng Bin's father serving as a hall master is almost equivalent to controlling a Sixth-Rank Sect, which shows his high status within Thunder Temple. Zheng Bin is undoubtedly a core disciple of Thunder Temple.
"You are quite interesting, Girl. I didn't expect your grandfather to send you here; he must really trust you."
The Red-Clad Elder's gaze lingered on Tang Yuexi for a few seconds before he smiled slightly and spoke playfully.
"Senior knows my grandfather?"
Hearing the Red-Clad Elder's words, Tang Yuexi was slightly taken aback, her eyes flashing with surprise. She clearly did not expect this elderly man in red to know her grandfather. It wasn't that her grandfather was unknown; it was just that his reputation resonated in different circles.
"Hehe, I know him, but your grandfather doesn't know me. Back in the day... never mind, it's best not to mention those things; it doesn't mean much to you younger generations. Since your grandfather sent you here, it seems that matters have already been settled. It looks like I won't have to stay here much longer. Sigh, having been away for so long, it's about time I returned."
At this point, the Red-Clad Elder lazily stretched and a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.
After a moment, he scanned everyone again. His gaze briefly lingered on Sun Zhe; when he saw the North Star Blade in Sun Zhe's hand, his eyes brightened slightly. He then glanced over Pang Yiting and Han Xinrao but said nothing. Finally, his eyes fixed intently on Yan Ji.
"Good child, you dare to cultivate both the Life and Death Sword Technique from Sword Pavilion at the same time? Didn't anyone tell you that the Life and Death Sword Technique conflicts with each other?"
At first, he hadn't noticed anything amiss, but upon seeing the two long swords Yan Ji carried on her back, his gaze suddenly sharpened. Looking at Yan Ji's physical condition again, he immediately sensed something was wrong; the energies of life and death were beginning to conflict with each other within her body, surging with black and white spiritual power.
Whether it is the Sword Technique of Life or the Death Sword Technique, both are renowned top-tier sword techniques of the Sword Pavilion, but the two cannot be cultivated simultaneously due to their conflicting nature of life and death.
There have been thoughts of merging the two sword techniques into one. As one of the Four Major Sects, the Sword Pavilion certainly has its share of talented individuals. Many gifted disciples have sought to take this unconventional path, but throughout history, no one has succeeded. Since then, no one dared to experiment again, yet unexpectedly, Yan Ji has chosen to walk this path.
With a faint glance at the Red-Clad Elder, her cold gaze showed no sign of change.
"I don't need anyone to teach me what sword techniques or cultivation methods to practice..." Putting away her long sword, Yan Ji turned to look at Sun Zhe and said,
"I'll leave the Ancient Cauldron with you for a few days; I will come back to retrieve it later."
Once she finished speaking, without caring about the thoughts of those present, Yan Ji walked down the stairs on her own.
"You..." The Red-Clad Elder was the master of Hero's Tower and considered a formidable expert across the continent. He had never been treated this way by someone of a younger generation; his expression immediately darkened. He felt an impulse to slap her dead, but recalling that proud figure who had once destroyed the entire Hero's Tower with a single strike, he quickly deflated.
"Forget it, forget it. I am magnanimous and won't hold it against you. With your personality, you'll eventually suffer for it..."
It wasn't that he didn't want to teach Yan Ji a lesson; rather, that person from back then had an overwhelming presence. Among those still alive from that generation, few were not intimidated by that individual, and he was no exception.
"Senior Da Luo, I still need to take Sister Tang and the others to meet the Elder of the Temple at the shrine, so I won't linger here any longer. Farewell!" Seeing Yan Ji slowly walking away, Zheng Bin cupped his fists towards the Red-Clad Elder and spoke before leading Bing Yan and Tang Yuexi out of Hero's Tower.
"Next time we meet, you're dead!" Bing Yan said coldly as she passed by Sun Zhe.
"You'll regret this!"
Watching Bing Yan turn away, a flicker of sharpness flashed in Sun Zhe's eyes. He believed in repaying grievances; his character had always been like this. He had already marked Bing Yan as a target for assassination in his heart. Although Thunder Temple was immensely powerful, as long as it was done discreetly, no one would know that Bing Yan was killed by him.
"Next time, don't call her Qiu Ruo..."
At that moment, a voice that was Light and Graceful rang in his ears. He looked up and found that Tang Yuexi was playfully winking at him, clearly the one who had just sent him a message.
Looking at that familiar figure, with the same blue long hair, a hint of confusion flashed in Sun Zhe's eyes but disappeared in an instant, replaced by the calmness and clarity he usually possessed.
"Alright, alright, since they have all left, you should disperse as well. If you want to fight, find another place to do it; this Hero's Tower is not a place for battles."
Perhaps stimulated by Yan Ji's attitude, the Red-Clad Elder also had a bad temper. He casually waved his hand at the crowd, indicating they should leave, and with a flash of his figure, he disappeared from sight.
It was indeed rare for an innkeeper to chase away customers, but under the Red-Clad Elder's orders, Sun Zhe and the others dared not disobey.
"We're leaving!"
After giving Sun Zhe a deep look, Yukong waved his right hand and took the lead in leaving with the two elders from Yuling Sect.
Once he left, Han Xinrao naturally wouldn't stay behind either. She summoned her Brown-Horned Pegasus, mounted it sideways, and rode away. However, the resentful glare she cast before leaving told Sun Zhe that she had no intention of giving up; their feud was far from over.
In the blink of an eye, the vast Third Floor was left with only Sun Zhe and a few others. They exchanged glances and then left the Hero's Tower.
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