The Black Tortoise Grand Formation slowly opened. To avoid disturbing the disciples competing inside, they all concealed themselves and slipped in quietly.
To get a better view of the competition, they sat on a cloudlike Flying Artifact within the Black Tortoise Grand Formation, drifting slowly through the air.
From this position, they had an unobstructed view of all the Black Tortoise Stakes.
Yet before they had even settled into their seats, they heard an inner voice ring out.
The voice sounded rather young, but its tone brimmed with glee at someone else's misfortune.
The Southern Spirit Sect elders who heard it could not help pressing their hands to their foreheads. The competition had barely begun, and little Lan Yue was already about to unleash another "ultimate move."
Still, they were very curious. What exactly was going on in the Holy Spirit Sect? How could someone be cuckolded so badly that they glowed green?
Everyone turned toward the Holy Spirit Sect's Grand Elder. He was the very person at the center of this juicy gossip, and his disciple was the eldest disciple Lan Yue had mentioned.
The Grand Elder was stunned.
What had that voice just said? The sweetheart his disciple had been secretly contacting was actually his lover?
He only had one lover, whom he carefully cherished in the palm of his hand every day, terrified that anyone might discover something suspicious. He had even arranged for her to become another elder's disciple.
And after all his careful arrangements had fooled everyone else, his own disciple had stolen his home right out from under him?
The Holy Spirit Sect's Grand Elder nearly spat blood. His rage was already making his hair stand on end. Had the competition not still been underway, he would have rushed over, dragged his disciple out,