Li Xiao was receiving guidance from the Azure Wave Peak Master at the Martial Arts Training Ground, while the atmosphere in a secluded residence elsewhere in the Three Origins Sect was the complete opposite.
Shen Qingyun sat in the seat of honor. Several Fourth Turn disciples stood before him, all trusted aides he had cultivated over many years. Every one of them had their heads lowered, scarcely daring to breathe.
Shen Qingyun's eyes were filled with unwillingness and agitation.
He had originally been certain of obtaining the position of Candidate Saint Son of Flying Cloud Peak.
There were not many Fifth-Turn Marrow-Piercing cultivators on Flying Cloud Peak to begin with, and he had been confident that he would stand out from the crowd.
But Li Xiao's appearance had completely disrupted his plans.
After returning from the front lines, that man had seemingly shed his mortal shell and exchanged his bones. Not only had his cultivation broken through to Marrow-Piercing, but he had also taken Elder Shi as his master. His reputation was now like the sun at high noon.
What made Shen Qingyun feel even more threatened was that Li Xiao had become extremely close to Feng Qing—Shen Qingyun knew better than anyone how deeply that old man hated him.
If Li Xiao took the position, Shen Qingyun would surely have no good days ahead of him.
He remained silent for a long time before finally speaking in a low, cold voice. "What should we do now?"
Everyone present was his trusted aide. They would share glory together and suffer losses together.
One disciple gathered his courage and said:
"How about... finding an opportunity to get rid of Li Xiao?"
Shen Qingyun frowned, and another disciple immediately shook his head.
"But there's only one month left. How could we possibly