"Yunhe, don't take it to heart!"
"That kid from the Red Firmament Sect was only trying to sow discord on purpose!"
"Don't let his words affect your state of mind!"
When Elder Pei saw that Chu Yunhe's expression looked off, he spoke up to remind him.
Chu Yunhe's expression shifted, and he quickly returned to normal.
"Elder Pei, you're worrying too much!"
"I naturally won't take the words of a filthy sect like that to heart!"
"And besides, what Junior Sister Leng did this time truly brought honor to our Heaven Sect. Yunhe feels ashamed to fall short!"
Although he said that, when he looked at Leng Yuexin with a smile across his face, a faint, hard glint still hid deep in his eyes, almost impossible to detect.
Though the two of them ranked first and second among the inner sect, the gap in their strength was not actually large.
Leng Yuexin's existence had always been a threat to him.
In the past, he had been able to suppress her with his cultivation.
But this time, in front of so many disciples, Ren Huai had made his prestige collapse.
The pressure Leng Yuexin gave him had grown again.
"Mm. As long as you understand!"
Elder Pei seemed not to have noticed Chu Yunhe's thoughts.
He swept his gaze over everyone.
"All right, nothing's wrong here now. No need for everyone to dwell on it!"
"We should hurry up and settle in first, then prepare for the Sect Ranking Tournament to come!"
Finally, he turned his gaze to the guide.
"We've made a fool of ourselves before you, Fellow Daoist!"
"Please continue to guide us, fellow daoist!"
Seeing this, the middle-aged cultivator guide waved his hand.
"Elder Pei, there's no need to mind. In this Mystic Heaven Realm, there are countless