How Strong Was He, Exactly?

After a brief pause, Wang Yiyun continued, "Compared to the grand competition, I just remembered something even more important."

"You're talking about the Hundred Refining Sect?"

Luo Yuan asked.

"That's right."

Wang Yiyun said, "That Yi Feng is the fiancé of Shi Qingwu, the newly appointed sect master of the Hundred Refining Sect."

"Tell me, with those two in the Hundred Refining Sect, what will its future look like?"

Hearing this, Luo Yuan's pupils contracted slightly. Following Wang Yiyun's train of thought, he said, "With those two, even if the Hundred Refining Sect openly challenged our Tianba Sect, unless we tore all pretense apart and fought to the death, Tianba Sect would be unable to do anything to the Hundred Refining Sect."

"Exactly. We cannot afford to overlook this matter!" Wang Yiyun said.

If they mishandled this, it could lead to a major disaster.

"How about this? First, resettle the others from the Hundred Refining Sect," Wang Yiyun said. "I'll report this to the two ancestors."

After Wang Yiyun finished giving her instructions, the two went their separate ways.

In the side hall where the many Lower Sects were being accommodated, Elder Luo Yuan arrived. Led by the steward in charge of the arrangements, Luo Yuan headed straight for the Hundred Refining Sect's room.

The door was knocked open.

The utterly bewildered Jiang Zuo and Jiang You walked out.

"Why aren't you quickly paying your respects to Elder Luo Yuan—"

The steward in charge had just opened his mouth to berate them when Luo Yuan directly raised a hand and interrupted him.

"I am Luo Yuan, an elder of Tianba Sect. Greetings to the two immortal friends of the Hundred Refining Sect."

Luo Yuan was exceedingly polite as he clasped his hands and smiled.

"What?"

"An elder of Tianba Sect?"