At that thought--
The elders hurried to intervene, stopping Lin San from killing Ye Chen.
Old Six merely raised a hand and gave a slight wave. An invisible force instantly bound Lin San, leaving the tip of the Wuchen Sword just 0.01 centimeters from Ye Chen's throat.
"Let go of me!!"
Lin San struggled furiously. "Today, I will kill Ye Chen, that worthless scum, for the sake of all under heaven!"
Hearing this, the disciples around them joined in the protest.
"Right! Ye Chen must die!!"
"Our Immortal Alliance is a righteous sect, not a gathering place for scum!"
"Exactly! A worthless scoundrel like him doesn't deserve to be one of our disciples!"
"He even dared to sleep with Long Aotian's wife. What wouldn't he do!?"
"Right! As long as Ye Chen lives, none of us can rest easy!!"
"Kill Ye Chen! Our Immortal Alliance has no need for a disgusting scumbag like him!!"
"..."
Listening to the curses all around him, Ye Chen felt his fury rising like a flood.
He had once been the revered Northern Border God of War in the Ancient Wasteland of the Lower Realm. But ever since he met that bastard Qin Feng, he had fallen from a hero everyone admired to a rat everyone wanted to beat.
He had thought ascending to the Immortal Realm would let him start over. Who could have known Qin Feng still wouldn't leave him alone, using his name every day to commit misdeeds left and right?
And now...
Before he had even joined the Immortal Alliance or taken a master, his evil reputation had already spread across the world!
"Ding! Congratulations, host, for spreading rumors and smearing the legendary Son of Heaven, causing him to be ostracized by his fellow disciples. You have earned 500,000 Villain Points!"