"Perhaps..."
Zhou Zichuan watched the people from the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect approach and murmured, "They have something to rely on."
Something to rely on?
The purple-robed young man narrowed his eyes slightly and began sizing Chen Changming up from head to toe.
This guy did not even possess a Heavenly Spirit Root. He merely had some talent in the sword path—could he really break into the top three of the War God Ranking?
"Greetings, Sect Masters."
Fan Feichen led his disciples over and cupped his hands in salute to the sect masters present.
"Greetings, Sect Master Fan." The sect masters returned the greeting amicably.
Standing beside Su Qingwan, Li Zizai waved at Chen Changming and smiled. "Chen Shan, it's been a long time since this old man and you last met."
"Indeed, Senior."
Chen Changming nodded with a smile, then glanced at Su Qingwan with a meaningful look in his eyes.
Li Zizai had worked so hard for so long—how had he still not gotten Sect Master Su to bear him a chubby child?
Could it be that after these two reached the ninth level of the Spirit Transformation realm, their ability to reproduce had declined as well?
He Changkong stared fixedly at Chen Changming, fire practically shooting from his eyes.
The moment he saw this traitor, all those events from the past came flooding back to him.
Yet though fury burned in his heart, He Changkong still maintained some of a sect master's bearing under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
With his arms crossed, he questioned coolly, "Chen Shan, I heard you boasted that after one month, you would break into the top three of the War God Ranking?"
"That's right."
Chen Changming nodded.
He could tell that He Changkong was furious, yet before so many sect masters,