Infighting

Bai Fan is very strong.

Unlike Senior Brother Li, Xu Yuan witnessed the entire battle between Bai Fan and Shen Weixiu from beginning to end.

During battle,

Bai Fan was always surrounded by a ring of black, viscous liquid. This liquid could change shape at will, becoming armor or a sharp blade, and it was extremely corrosive!

In just a few exchanges, the dark blue longsword in the hands of the Taiqing Dao Sect's chief disciple was completely corroded by the black substance surrounding Bai Fan, losing all its spiritual energy.

At this moment, all the disciples present were excited. A swordsman without his sword would lose more than half of his fighting power.

But the ensuing battle made everyone realize that...

This Shen Weixiu's path to mastery is not through swords and blades, but through elemental magic, especially Thunder Method.

Bai Fan didn't actually have to die.

The difference between him and Shen Weixiu was obvious to the naked eye, but because of the layer of black slime covering his body, Shen Weixiu was also unable to kill him instantly.

Bai Fan showed no intention of admitting defeat, just as he was known for his loyalty.

He wanted to avenge their elder brother.

Then he died.

A sharp blade formed from the viscous darkness grazed Shen Weixiu's cheek, while Thunder Method pierced his chest.

The difference is minuscule, yet it feels like an insurmountable chasm.

"The True Disciple, Jing He, and Xiao Jianqing, stay. Everyone else, disperse."

In the Qionghua Hall,

As his voice, trembling slightly, slowly faded, the white-haired old man, without uttering a word, carried Bai Fan's body and slowly walked into the Qionghua Hall.

His silhouette seemed to have aged considerably in an instant.

Xu Yuan stood at the edge of the field, watching the core disciples leave with their heads down.

Within the Qionghua Sect, they were all geniuses, one in a hundred, or even one in a thousand.

But in the current situation, a sense of powerlessness is deeply ingrained in every cell of their bodies.

If the elders of the sect handle this properly, this humiliation will become a driving force for them to learn from their mistakes and strive for improvement. However, if they handle it poorly, the backbone of this generation of the Qionghua Sect will be completely broken.

The surrounding crowd disappeared.

Tianyan suddenly grabbed Xu Yuan's hand and transmitted his Will Soul him:

What are you planning to do?

Xu Yuan hesitated for a moment, then smiled:

What do you think my chances of winning against Shen Weixiu are?

She had witnessed the entire battle just now. Tianyan pondered for a moment, then replied in a low voice:

"At most 20%."

"Twenty percent?" Xu Yuan's voice was somewhat surprised.

"The 20% is only because he probably didn't expect you to use a killing move right from the start. Bai Fan never forced Shen Weixiu to reveal his 'Dao' until his death, so this person should still have a lot of strength left," Tianyan explained.

"No, what I mean is that you actually think so highly of me." Xu Yuan was already very satisfied with Tianyan's evaluation.

"Oh"

Tianyan rolled his eyes at him helplessly.

She found that this man had no arrogance whatsoever.

She let out a breath and then asked, "Do you need me to come with you?"

Xu Yuan pondered for a moment:

"The reality is that the Qionghua Sect has left behind the Charm God Cherry Tree. It's unlikely that Jing He can defeat Shen Weixiu and Tianrui alone. There will probably be some unforeseen circumstances. I'll go check the situation first. You don't need to reveal yourself yet."

He paused for a moment,

Xu Yuan glanced at the group of Qionghua executives:

"Moreover, we belong to the sect leader's faction. Senior Brother Li and Bai Fan are both dead. The next life-or-death duel should be fought with someone from the Second Elder's side."

Tianyan pondered for a moment, then nodded:

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the room."

"Jing He."

As they were talking, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from beside them.

Xu Yuan glanced to the side and saw Tang Jiuqing, Yun Xi, and the others.

Overnight, the arrogance that once shone through in these spoiled brats vanished.

Tang Jiuqing slowly walked up to the two of them, gripping her longsword tightly in her hand, her voice filled with deep resentment:

"I'm sorry, but this life-or-death duel is a matter of our True Disciple, and I've dragged you into it anyway."

"Hmm?" Xu Yuan's eyes flickered.

Tang Jiuqing glanced at the Second Elder over there, gritting her teeth:

"Those old fogies from Yinwuhuan have agreed to hand over the Charm God Cherry Tree saplings."

Xu Yuan had some guesses in his mind.

After arriving at the Qionghua Hall with Tang Jiuqing and the others, Xu Yuan discovered that his guess had come true.

Internal strife.

The two factions within the Qionghua Sect are still locked in internal strife.

"Next match, Jing He, go on."

An elder who looked middle-aged suggested in a muffled voice with droopy eyelids.

His voice echoed throughout the empty hall.

Before the elders could even speak, Tang Jiuqing immediately retorted without any politeness:

"Jing He Shang? Old Man Wang, how dare you say such a thing?"

"With Jing He's cultivation and talent, he could have become True Disciple six years ago. All his spots were taken by you guys. Now that you need to work your ass off, you only think of him?"

The middle-aged elder frowned upon hearing this, but he wasn't angry. He simply replied:

"Tang Huaiqing, your son really doesn't understand any rules. If you calculate it that way, then Yun Xi, Bai Fan, Qingwu, Ziyue's spots were all taken from Jing He."

"Bullshit!" Tang Jiuqing immediately retorted, "Whether you judge them by their contributions to the sect or by their cultivation and talent, Yun Xi and the others are ranked ahead of that bunch of good-for-nothings in your family."

"That's enough, wine clear."

The Sixth Elder suddenly called out to Tang Jiuqing, glancing at the middle-aged man opposite him:

"Zhou Guchang, that's enough. Li Qiuyu and Bai Fan are already dead."

Another slightly plump old man from the Second Elder's faction, seemingly completely oblivious to the Sixth Elder's meaning, replied with a chuckle:

"Young Bai wants to fight, but he said so himself. What does that have to do with us?"

He paused for a moment,

The slightly plump old man looked directly into the Sixth Elder's eyes, squinting as he spoke:

"Li Qiuyu stole the Charm God Cherry Tree sapling while the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion Holy Son and the Chief of the Dao Palace were off guard, and was subsequently executed."

Before the words were finished,

The Qionghua Sect, who was in the main seat, suddenly slammed his hand down forcefully.

"Boom!"

The entire Qionghua Hall shook violently as if an earth dragon had turned over.

The Qionghua Sect stared intently at the slightly plump old man, speaking slowly and deliberately:

"Huang Chan, watch your words. Remember you are an elder of the Qionghua Sect."

The slightly plump old man's expression changed, but before he could speak, the Second Elder, who had been squinting and resting with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke up in agreement:

"Huang Chan, you've really gone too far."

But then, the Second Elder abruptly changed the subject, looking at the Sect Master at the head of the table with a cold smile:

"Old Bai, you guys hid the Charm God Cherry Tree saplings so well. According to the rules, shouldn't we old folks have a right to know? Now that the people from the Taiqing Dao Palace and the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion have come knocking on our door, you only remember us now. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

The sect leader gave him a deep look, his eyes filled with weariness and anger, and with a flick of his sleeve:

"Alright, next match, Xiao Jianqing be on the field, and the match after that, Jing He be on."

"The Sect Master is truly impressive." The Second Elder sneered, cupping his hands in a gesture of respect. "Let's do as the Sect Master says."

It's a bit late.