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When Wei Chen sensed the arrival of Privy Hall and the Army, the high-ranking officials of the other Major Forces also felt it.
"Has Privy Hall finally arrived?"
"They're late to the party and have missed a lot of good shows!"
"What do you know? The real show is yet to come."
"That's right, Wei Chen has been setting things up for so long; he must have arranged some powerful formations."
"We'll find out soon enough. Does Wei Chen really think he can take on Privy Hall by himself?"
"Given Wei Chen's past behavior, that's quite possible. His formations are so strong that Privy Hall might find it hard to gain an advantage against him."
"Who knows? Maybe Wei Chen will be taken out by Privy Hall directly."
"It doesn't matter; we just need to sit back and watch. It's already public knowledge that Privy Hall wants to kill Wei Chen, but in reality, they no longer have a reason to deal with him. Privy Hall is actually afraid because of Wei Chen's influence. With Duke Sui's Residence receiving support from the Temple of Martial Arts, Privy Hall has been thoroughly suppressed, and military power has been further seized by Duke Sui's Residence. Now that Wei Chen and Duke Sui's Residence have openly fallen out, Privy Hall has no need to target Wei Chen anymore."
"True, that Wei Chen isn't someone to be trifled with. Knowing that Privy Hall is after him, he likely wants to strike first."
"With Wei Chen's cunning, he surely understands that by killing Wei Yong and completely severing ties with Duke Sui's Residence, Privy Hall has lost any justification for wanting him dead. His actions must be a warning to the world."
"I think you're right; Wei Chen didn't have to do that, but he chose to."
"I wonder if Privy Hall is prepared for this. Otherwise, if they recklessly step into the formations set by Wei Chen, they could be in serious trouble."
"What nonsense! With so many people in Privy Hall, do you really think they're afraid of Wei Chen?"
"But the power of formations leaves no trace; no one knows how formidable the formations set by Wei Chen truly are! Remember, during his time at the Temple of Martial Arts, he defeated many strong opponents using his formations."
"Let's hope so. I've never liked those people from Privy Hall. I wish Wei Chen would be strong enough to take them out directly; that would be satisfying."
"I actually hope Wei Chen gets taken down. With someone so formidable around, how can we survive?"
The saying goes that a tree that stands out will be brought down by the wind, and perhaps that's the reasoning here. Wei Chen's performance lately has been too impressive, inevitably stirring jealousy in some who would love to see him fail.
At Duke Sui's Residence, Yang Jian was restless. He had already lost Wei Yong, and no matter what, Wei Chen was still his son! Privy Hall had clear intentions, and Wei Chen was now set on confronting them head-on. The outcome of this battle was uncertain, but deep down, Yang Jian hoped that the victor would be Wei Chen.
After all, no matter what happened, Wei Chen was still his son, the blood of the Wei Family!
Even if Wei Chen had nothing to do with him anymore, that wouldn't change in Yang Jian's eyes.
"Are we really just going to watch as Wei Chen is surrounded and killed by Privy Hall?"
"But I've already given up. That ungrateful son has severed all ties with Duke Sui's Residence; I have no reason to intervene!"
"But he... after all... is my son!"
Yang Jian was in turmoil, completely unsure of what to do.
Meanwhile, at the Temple of Martial Arts, Yue Songyang, Deputy Hall Master, along with Qian Youshi and Ancestor Xu Elder, gathered together to discuss strategies.
"Yue Songyang, what do you think we should do?" one of the Ancestor Xu Elders asked.
Yue Songyang felt exhausted from being constantly challenged by the Elder Ancestors during this trip to Eastern Forest due to Wei Chen's situation.
"Elders, for now, we can only observe the situation. Wei Chen is quite confident. As for what he has done or what kind of formations he has set up, we have no way of knowing. All I know is that Wei Chen has never acted without purpose. Since he dares to face Privy Hall alone, look at his face—there's not a hint of tension; instead, it’s filled with a cold killing intent. His confidence must be substantial," Yue Songyang pointed toward Wei Chen in the distance. Indeed, that was exactly how he looked—full of killing intent and seemingly assured of victory.
Elder Ancestors came to a consensus; it was indeed the case.
"Do you think we should just sit here and watch? Let our Core Disciple face Privy Hall alone? It sounds brave and imposing, but have you considered that if Wei Chen truly engages in battle with Privy Hall and we don't act immediately, it might discourage him?"
"That's one point. More importantly, how will the other factions perceive us? Wei Chen is currently our Core Disciple in the Temple of Martial Arts. This fact cannot be denied or changed. He belongs to us, and if we neglect him, we will surely be ridiculed."
"Let’s not forget that those factions, including the Thunder Sword Sect and even Duke Sui's Residence, are watching us closely."
The Elder Ancestors exchanged words, and it was clear they had unanimously decided to offer their assistance.
However, the true authority at the Eastern Forest Azure Green Pool lay with Yue Songyang.
Many might think that Yue Songyang, being criticized and challenged by the elders, seemed to lack real power. Yet, he was still the Vice Hall Master. As long as he was present, no one else could truly make decisions.
This was a rule of the Temple of Martial Arts. Ancestor Xu Elder could voice his opinions and criticize both the Vice Hall Master and the Hall Master, but as long as they held their positions, even elders had to obey their commands.
They had the right to impeach the Hall Master, but they did not have the right to disobey him.
This was the rule of the Temple of Martial Arts. Power was effectively dispersed; no one could make arbitrary decisions.
The Elder Ancestors looked at Yue Songyang, Deputy Hall Master, their faces filled with determination. They had already resolved to help Wei Chen, and they were willing to confront Privy Hall.
With such confidence from Wei Chen, coupled with the support of the Elder Ancestors, their chances of defeating the forces from Privy Hall at this year's Eastern Forest Contest were significantly high.
In fact, those Elder Ancestors also had a tendency to take advantage of others' misfortunes. Since Privy Hall was currently at its weakest, if they didn’t strike now, when would they? Wei Chen had already set up formations; there should be no issues.
Moreover, the Elder Ancestors believed that once battle commenced, Duke Sui's Residence would not remain idle either. If Privy Hall collapsed, the most direct beneficiaries would be from Duke Sui's Residence.
Despite the collapse of Privy Hall, the army would be taken over by Wei Chen. However, from the perspective of Duke Sui's Residence, it was not that simple. To those in Duke Sui's Residence, Privy Hall was finished, and most of the military power belonged to them. Would they simply give it up? Such benefits were almost within their grasp; Duke Sui's Residence would not willingly spit out the fat meat placed right in front of them.
All signs indicated that dealing with Privy Hall was advantageous.
Yue Songyang, Deputy Hall Master, found himself in a struggle. In his position as Vice Hall Master, he typically did not make decisions or take charge. By nature, he did not want to be Hall Master; letting Jin Ge take on that role was merely an escape from responsibility.
Now, there was no way out. With Jin Ge absent and the Elder Ancestors pressing him hard, he had no choice but to become the decision-maker.
"How can I make a decision when I'm paralyzed? This Vice Hall Master position is not worth holding onto!"
"Privy Hall is difficult to deal with. If something goes wrong, I will be the sinner in the history of the Temple of Martial Arts!"
Yue Songyang understood deeply that a wrong decision could lead to being labeled as the culprit, forever nailed to the pillar of shame in history.
With so many young disciples in the Temple of Martial Arts, Yue Songyang was not only concerned for his own safety or that of the Elder Ancestors; his only worry was for those talented young disciples. If anything happened to them, he would be deemed a sinner.
The Elder Ancestors knew that making this decision was challenging, yet they glared at Yue Songyang with malicious eyes. They favored Wei Chen and wanted him to lead the Temple of Martial Arts toward a brighter future; they could not allow Wei Chen to fight alone at such a critical moment.
For the future of the Temple of Martial Arts, helping Wei Chen was worthwhile.
However, they did not have the authority to issue commands; they could only exert pressure on Yue Songyang, Deputy Hall Master.
They also understood that if things went wrong or if there were any mishaps, it would be the one who issued orders who would take the blame.
The Elder Ancestors were seasoned individuals; they had no desire to take on blame themselves.
Yue Songyang, Deputy Hall Master, was a suitable scapegoat.
"Elder, I cannot make this decision. I know you all want to help Wei Chen, but our young Talented Disciples are the true hope of the Temple of Martial Arts. Wei Chen will not stay at the Temple for long; our future relies on those young disciples who may seem ordinary compared to him. But we all know that this comparison is misleading. Our Talented Disciples are just as capable as those from other factions."
"Moreover, the most important point is that Wei Chen is not one of us; he is merely a visitor to the Temple of Martial Arts! I cannot bear the blame if something happens to our Talented Disciples. I truly cannot."
Yue Songyang's gaze gradually became resolute. He was considering the future of the entire Temple of Martial Arts, so there was no need for him to beat around the bush.
He did not want to bear this burden.
The Elder Ancestors exchanged glances and silently made another decision.
"Yue Songyang, since you cannot make a decision, we will not force you. You and Qian Youshi should protect your disciples well. We old bones will go help Wei Chen in our own names. This way, we will not lose the dignity of the Temple of Martial Arts, nor will we create any rift with Wei Chen."
With that, the Elder Ancestors did not give Yue Songyang a chance to respond and directly soared into the air, flying towards Wei Chen.
When Wei Chen saw the Elder Ancestors approaching, he felt a surge of emotion, but he thought it was completely unnecessary!
"Elders, are you here to help?" Wei Chen asked Xu Elder calmly.
Xu Elder nodded in unison. "Yes, the Privy Hall is not to be taken lightly; we cannot mobilize everyone from the Temple of Martial Arts, but we few old fellows are fearless."
At that moment, Zuo Leng, Xiao Jian, and Pan Dalong also soared over.
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