Sensing the cold killing intent behind him, Ye Zifeng shuddered all over and slowly turned around. He saw his Second Sister, Ye Hanxue, looking at him with a bright smile. But the smile did not put him at ease, because that same smile had once appeared on his Elder Sister's face. That time, he had lain in bed for several days.
He could only put on a mournful expression and stammer, "S-SSecond Sister, I was wrong. Please spare me this once."
Seeing her younger brother beg for mercy, Ye Hanxue merely said gently, "You were wrong? What were you wrong about?"
"How come I didn't know you were wrong?"
"You were right. My brain isn't very good—it's about the size of a walnut."
"Your Second Sister just wanted to show you a little concern."
"Second Sister loves you so much!"
As she spoke, Ye Hanxue released her younger brother, then continued rubbing Ye Zifeng's face. Still unsatisfied, she directly moved her "hands," letting her disobedient younger brother experience the "love" of his Second Sister.
A series of miserable screams rang out from inside the Forget Worries Pavilion.
"Ah! I'll never dare do it again!"
"Second Sister, I was wrong!"
"Second Sister, don't hit my face! You make your living off your looks!"
Because the Forget Worries Pavilion contained an artifact that isolated sound, no one outside could hear anything coming from within.
However, in several houses not far from the Forget Worries Pavilion, many people from different powers were sending messages to their respective sects.
That was right—Ye Zifeng's guess had been correct. There really were many informants surrounding the Forget Worries Pavilion. As for the two thieves, they had not interfered much. They were only responsible for surveillance and transmitting information. Everything else had nothing to do with them.
Thus, all the information about what had happened that night was rapidly transmitted in different directions.
By early that morning, all the major powers had already received the news.
Inside the Clear Sky Sect
Tang Chen sat in the Sect Leader's seat, holding the information about the Forget Worries Pavilion. Looking at the freshly returned reports, he was filled with worry.
"Li Changhen is far too powerful, and his disciples are just as strong. How is the Clear Sky Sect supposed to survive?"
"Sigh. It seems I'll have to go out and travel in search of a Divine Realm."
"I have to break through as soon as possible. Otherwise, the Clear Sky Sect's future will be too bleak!"
With that thought, Tang Chen rose and said solemnly to the Clear Sky Sect disciple beside him,
"From this day forth, the position of Clear Sky Sect Leader will be passed to Tang Tian. I'm going out to travel in search of an opportunity to break through!"
With that, Tang Chen vanished before everyone's eyes and went to prepare the things he needed for his travels.
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The current Sect Leader summoned numerous elders to the main hall for a discussion and passed down the information they had just received.
"Everyone, take a look and tell me what you think of the Forget Worries Pavilion."
At this, the many elders below began reading the intelligence in their hands, and all of them looked astonished.
"What? Two Soul Kings fought a speed-type Soul Sage and Soul Emperor? How is that possible?"
"Exactly. And the Soul Emperor went mad in the end, while the Soul Sage died. This is..."
"Unbelievable!"
"It must be fake!"
Seeing this, Chen Jianjun showed no reaction. He merely looked at his fellow elders with disdain.
"Hmph. Fake?"
"How could Mr. Li's disciple be fake? Just a few days ago, Mr. Li gave me some guidance."
"It made me enter seclusion immediately after returning. Although my cultivation is still at the peak of Level 97, a Titled Douluo..."
"With my current cultivation and my attainments in the Sword Dao, I wouldn't fear even a Level 98 opponent."
"When I have the time, I'll find a Level 99 expert and spar with him."
Seeing that the elders of his sect did not believe it, Sect Leader Ning asked Chen Jianjun, the only exception among them, "Uncle Jun, what do you think? Judging by your expression, you seem to have a different opinion."
When the Sect Leader asked him, Chen Jianjun recounted what had happened when he visited the Forget Worries Pavilion to seek guidance from Li Changhen.
"Sect Leader, not long ago, I had the honor of witnessing Mr. Li of the Forget Worries Pavilion spar with Clear Sky Sect Leader Tang Chen."
"I was deeply captivated by Mr. Li's swordsmanship, so I went to seek his guidance on the Sword Dao soon afterward."
"At the time, I had already sensed how high the Soul Power Levels of those three siblings were. The eldest of the three had already reached that realm, while the other two were at the quasi-Soul Emperor or Soul Emperor realm. As for Mr. Li, his strength was even more unfathomable."
"So I believe we should befriend the Forget Worries Pavilion. Their future will be extremely formidable."
Everyone was utterly astonished by Chen Jianjun's words. Who was Chen Jianjun? He was a Level 97 Super Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the sect's strongest attacker.
"Very well. We'll follow Uncle Jun's advice and befriend the Forget Worries Pavilion."
Inside the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, Yu Yuanzhen was looking at the intelligence in his hands, the veins on his forehead bulging.
A sect disciple had just brought him news: that good-for-nothing son, Yu Xiaogang, had returned!
Yu Yuanzhen could not wait another moment. He picked up a whip and headed toward Yu Xiaogang's room. Yu Xiaogang's mother had tried to stop him along the way, but when she thought of her son's performance at the Forget Worries Pavilion, she was extremely disappointed as well, so she did not intervene.
"You unfilial son! You good-for-nothing who's brought shame on your father!"
"Dad, stop hitting me! I know I was wrong!"
"Shut up! If I don't teach you a proper lesson today, then you're the one who's my father!"
"Ah! Help! Mom, help me!"
In the end, Yu Xiaogang's mother could no longer bear to watch and stepped in to stop him.
Seeing his beloved wife intervene, Yu Yuanzhen could only give up. He snorted coldly at his son, Yu Xiaogang, and left.
Inside the Spirit Hall
Qian Xun Ji, who had only recently ascended to the position of Spirit Hall Leader, had welcomed back his father, Qian Daoliu, after his defeat the previous day. The day Qian Daoliu returned, he had ordered Qian Xun Ji to collect all information concerning Li Changhen.
Who could have expected that the relevant information would arrive that very morning? Qian Xun Ji immediately handed it all over to Qian Daoliu.
Inside the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu looked at the information in his hands and sighed helplessly. "As expected of Mr. Li's disciple. No one of the same generation can match him."
Hearing their father (Elder Brother), Qian Daoliu, say this, Qian Xun Ji and the elders in the Worship Hall were all extremely puzzled about this Mr. Li.
"Father (Elder Brother), who is this Mr. Li?"
Seeing that his son and brothers were all confused about Mr. Li, Qian Daoliu could only begin recounting how he had met Li Changhen.
"This matter has to start with our expedition to Sea God Island..."
"That's why I said Mr. Li's disciples are truly outstanding. Only he could have taught such terrifying disciples."
With that, Qian Daoliu closed his eyes, apparently deep in thought.
The elders listened to Elder Brother's description of Mr. Li.
A white-clothed young man who had conjured heavenly thunder with his bare hands and crushed the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, a million-year-old sea soul beast.
When Qian Xun Ji heard his father's words, he thought of his own disciple and the Spirit Hall Saintess, Bibi Dong. Perhaps he could send her to the Forget Worries Pavilion to learn from them and exchange pointers.
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