Jia Ma Empire.
Misty Cloud Sect.
Yun Leng, the First Elder of the Misty Cloud Sect, looked at the disciple before him. "So, this really happened?"
The Dou Ling disciple below answered respectfully, "Yes, First Elder. Xiao Yan of the Xiao Family has indeed reached the Dou Zhe realm, and his cultivation speed is extremely fast. We could only observe briefly before hurrying away."
Upon hearing this, First Elder Yun Leng's expression shifted. "Such cultivation talent—not even Yanran possessed it back then. It seems she must undergo devilish training."
Yun Fu and Yun Xu exchanged glances, their expressions darkening. "First Elder, if that is the case, then in two years, that fellow will certainly surpass the Young Sect Master. Why not let us kill him?"
Yun Leng still understood right from wrong. If they struck now and killed Xiao Yan, the Misty Cloud Sect's reputation would suffer greatly. When that happened, who would still be willing to join the Misty Cloud Sect?
Moreover, the sect master had been away for many days, and her current whereabouts were unknown. If she learned of this, she would surely punish them as well.
At that thought, Yun Leng seemed to have aged decades. He heavily sank into his chair. Yanran's talent had naturally been astonishing, but the abilities displayed by Xiao Yan, the Xiao Family's genius, were equally beyond ordinary.
Now, the Three Year Agreement would not be easy to handle.
As though recalling something, Yun Fu smacked his lips, stepped forward, and clasped his hands. "First Elder, do you think that person calling himself the Confucian Sage might have helped Xiao Yan?"
"You mean Mister Jiang Cheng?"
Yun Leng stroked his small mustache and said heavily, "Without clear evidence, this matter is not to be mentioned again."
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