Heavenly Divination Palace had sent roughly over a hundred people this time, led by Palace Master Yunyan True Person, with three elders heading teams as well. The rest were all elite disciples of the sect.
The crowd had gathered together and was conversing in low voices. When they spotted Lin Yuan and the others approaching from afar, quite a few gazes immediately fell upon them.
"Huh? Isn't that the disciple Daoist Xuanji took in from the Lower Realm? He came too?"
"For the Sect Promotion Grand Competition, what was a piece of trash with a ruined Great Dao Foundation doing here to join the fun?"
"Ever since he entered the sect, he had kept a low profile and rarely showed his face. Why had he suddenly appeared at an occasion like this today? Could it be that he wanted to compete too?"
"Stop kidding. What could he do if he competed? I heard his cultivation had been falling again and again. He was not even at the middle stage of the Void Realm anymore..."
"..."
Voices of surprise, curiosity, disdain, and doubt continuously drifted over.
Lin Yuan's face turned livid when she heard them.
"Junior Brother Jiang Fan!"
"They..."
Jiang Fan shrugged.
"It's nothing!"
"I merely came to watch the Sect Promotion Grand Competition!"
"People's mouths grow on their own faces. Could we stop them from saying whatever they wanted?"
Lin Yuan froze and looked at Jiang Fan.
She suddenly felt that something about him seemed different.
At some unknown point, the decadent, ashen air around Jiang Fan had vanished without a trace.
In its place was a calm confidence.
That feeling...
Lin Yuan pondered for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up.
That feeling was exactly the same as the Jiang Fan she had encountered when she first