Twenty Years

Twenty years

Twenty years had passed since Chen Changan went into seclusion.

For cultivators, twenty years was a very short time. But for the Divine Sword Sect, those twenty years had brought earth-shaking changes.

The Divine Sword Sect had grown rapidly, with more and more resources and businesses under its control. At the same time, however, many of its problems had come to light.

"Sect Master, the people from Sword Wielding Peak and Great Sword Peak are at it again."

"This is already the third time this month."

Fan Jian furrowed his brows. News like this reached him every so often.

In recent years, tensions between the peaks had grown increasingly fierce, and clashes had become commonplace.

The Divine Sword Sect had seen situations like this before, but most had been healthy rivalries. At heart, everyone had remained united.

But as more and more people joined the Divine Sword Sect, the competition had begun to turn into factional infighting.

"Are Cao Moheng and Gu Qingqiu dead?"

"Their disciples have clashed so many times. Are those two Peak Masters not going to step in and stop them?" Fan Jian said coldly.

"Sect Master, have you forgotten? The two Peak Masters chose to go into seclusion five years ago."

"Wasn't it you who said everyone should take turns going into seclusion to cultivate?"

Hearing that, Fan Jian could only sigh helplessly. The Divine Sword Sect was growing at a breakneck pace; it was impossible for everyone to go into seclusion and cultivate.

In the end, they could only take turns cultivating and leave a few people behind to keep things running.

As a result, Sword Wielding Peak and Great Sword Peak had been left without leaders, and their infighting had become the worst of all.

"Who started the trouble this time?" Fan