Each of Guiyuan Sect's ten peaks had its own Council Hall.
The results of the combat assessment and the report from Neiwu Hall were swiftly delivered to the desks of each peak's master and chief elder.
Tianxuan Peak, the Second Elder's courtyard.
Meng Changsheng's master, Lin Tian, the Second Elder of Tianxuan Peak, was a middle-aged man in his fifties with a stern, imposing face.
A Martial Grandmaster in his fifties—indeed, the Second Elder of Tianxuan Peak had become a Martial Grandmaster in his forties. He had been one of the prodigies of the previous generation.
Tianxuan Peak's current peak master and chief elder were both over a hundred years old. The future master of Tianxuan Peak would undoubtedly be the Second Elder.
Therefore, Lin Tian had also received a copy of the Neiwu Hall report, which ordinarily only peak masters and chief elders received first.
After reading the report, he placed it on the table without saying a word.
"Master, this Chen Xuan..."
One disciple asked cautiously.
"An inner sect disciple's combat assessment is not worth making a fuss over. Changsheng can handle it himself." The Second Elder waved his hand. "Leave."
He said nothing further.
Yet the flicker of strange light in his eyes betrayed his thoughts.
A disciple who had been sent away for two months had defeated the third-ranked member of the Top Ten New Disciples with a single sword strike. Such a person was worth watching. But since Chen Xuan had offended his personal disciple Meng Changsheng, he could not possibly take the initiative to recruit him.
Tianxuan Peak could not afford to lose face.
Tianquan Peak.
The Council Hall.
"Defeating Yang Zhan with one sword strike—this Chen Xuan has considerable strength and great potential. Apart from the Golden Marrow Spirit Fruit, he must