Shallow Desires

The ultimate victor of this sect's grand tournament was Chen Yan, Chief Disciple of Kongyuan Mountain.

The disciples of every peak and the Outer Court of the Empty Mountain Sect were buzzing with discussion over the result.

Before the grand tournament began, both the elders and ordinary disciples of the sect had unanimously believed that the title of champion was sure to fall into Li Haowen's hands.

Although everyone was surprised by the outcome, no one questioned Chen Yan's victory.

A boy who had only just turned fifteen had suffered a terrible injury to his left arm, yet still endured the agony and struck back with swift decisiveness.

That alone was proof of Chen Yan's fortitude.

Li Haowen's defeat, too, earned the understanding of the sect's disciples.

After all, the grand tournament was nothing more than an exchange of skills between disciples of the same sect.

It was entirely understandable that he would be stunned and lose the will to fight after injuring his fellow disciple so badly.

Two months passed after the grand tournament ended.

Kongyuan Mountain.

Chen Yan sat on the bed in his quarters, carefully unwinding the bandages around his left arm.

His arm was completely healed, with only a faint white scar remaining.

In a little while, even that scar would likely disappear.

For cultivators, as long as an injury like this was given the proper treatment and time to heal, it would leave no lasting effects.

If one's cultivation reached the Wanhua Realm or higher, one could cultivate Destiny True Qi.

Not only could broken bones be restored; even an arm severed at the root could be regrown from nothing.

Over the past two months, Li Haowen of Yuanhua Mountain had visited Kongyuan Mountain several times to check on Chen Yan's injury.

The first two