After the Azure Dragon Holy Son left in defeat, the crowd below the martial arena erupted.
"Heavens, just who is this Chen Shan? How can he be so powerful?"
"The Azure Dragon Holy Son couldn't even withstand a single move from him. The gap between them is enormous..."
"I reckon his true cultivation definitely isn't the first layer of the Void Refinement Realm. He must be using some unique breath-concealing Divine Ability."
"If Chen Shan is so strong that he can even defeat the Azure Dragon Holy Son, why hide his cultivation and make himself look so weak? There's no need, is there?"
"Who knows... Either way, there's more to him than meets the eye."
The disciples of the Clear Mist Sect buzzed with discussion.
Hearing their remarks, Saintess Qingyi smiled.
With light, graceful steps, she walked onto the martial arena and approached Chen Changming. "Fellow Daoist Chen Shan, let's head back," she said softly.
"All right!"
Chen Changming nodded and followed her down from the arena.
The two walked side by side toward the little courtyard.
Along the way, many people looked at Chen Changming with awe and stepped aside to let him pass.
Once they returned to the little courtyard...
Saintess Qingyi closed the courtyard gate and turned to Chen Changming, her eyes filled with gratitude and apology. "Fellow Daoist Chen Shan, thank you. After this lesson, Senior Brother Azure Dragon probably won't trouble you again."
Chen Changming shook his head. "It was no more than lifting a hand. There's no need to thank me."
He paused, then added, "But now I'm afraid I'll stand out even more in the Clear Mist Sect."
"He brought it on himself."
Saintess Qingyi gave a soft huff, then said gently, "Don't worry. With me here, no one will dare lay a