Mu Yan and Gu Yingluo had already been waiting for quite some time.
They were heading out today to seize treasures and gain experience, and both were excited and eager.
Of course, seizing treasures did not really matter. They were mainly going for the excitement.
Seeing their master appear, the two hurried over to greet him.
"Let's go to the Subduing Dragon Mountain Range in the Falling Moon Region." Ye Chen swept his sleeve. "Let's see just what sort of secret treasure has emerged. Seizing treasures comes second. Giving you two experience is what matters."
As his words fell, a mysterious power surged out around him, enveloping the two. Ye Chen raised his hand and traced a line through the air, tearing a rift in the void as though it were thin paper. The three stepped inside and vanished in an instant.
Just as the master and his two disciples left the Kunlun Holy Land, the Gold and Jade Sect had already erupted into an uproar.
News of the young sect master's death was like a massive boulder crashing into a still lake, stirring up towering waves. Disciples and elders alike reacted with disbelief upon hearing it.
Someone within the Azure Heaven Region actually dared to kill the young sect master of the Gold and Jade Sect?
Did the murderer not know that killing the young sect master meant making an enemy of the entire Gold and Jade Sect?
How many people could withstand the wrath of an entire sect pouring down upon them?
Reportedly, the sect master had been raging all night. Roars rang out from the sect master's hall from time to time, shaking everyone throughout the Gold and Jade Sect into a state of panic.
Everyone vaguely sensed that the world outside was likely about to see its skies change.
At that moment, the atmosphere inside the sect master's hall was suffocatingly oppressive.
Nearly all the Gold and Jade Sect's higher-ups had gathered. Every figure in the hall possessed a deep, powerful presence, with mysterious Dao resonance swirling around them-even the weakest had reached middle Void Refinement.
Upon the throne, a middle-aged man sat as solidly as a mountain.
Killing intent seethed around him, and his peak Void Refinement presence surged wildly through the hall like a tempest.
Sect Master Jin Ruitian.
The death of his only son, Jin Hao, had left him overwhelmed with grief and burned his heart with fury. He swore that not a single person connected to the murderer would live.
"Hao'er had a Nascent Soul Realm Dao protector at his side." Jin Ruitian's voice was hoarse and low, as though suppressing towering flames of rage. "Anyone capable of killing him must be at least at peak Nascent Soul, perhaps even Spirit Transformation."
His gaze swept over everyone in the hall as he spoke each word distinctly.
"We cannot rule out an enemy sect acting in secret to throw me into disarray."
"Elder Qin-you will investigate those enemy sects and see who is most suspicious."
"Elder Li-take men and investigate along the route Hao'er traveled that day. Dig up every last trace you find. Do not let a single person go!"
He all but roared the last sentence.
He would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let a single one escape.
With his orders issued, the enormous machine that was the Gold and Jade Sect roared into motion. Two Void Refinement Realm elders led separate teams, charging toward their assigned destinations with killing intent boiling, vowing to drag that outrageously brazen murderer out of hiding.
The Falling Moon Region was roughly the same size as the Azure Heaven Region. In recent days, its liveliest spot had been the Subduing Dragon Mountain Range.
Today, the secret realm in the Subduing Dragon Mountain Range opened, and secret treasures emerged. Many sects had brought people to seize them.
The place was bustling, filled with a clamor of voices.
Before long, purple radiance shot into the sky from the mountains ahead, and countless beams of treasure light burst out of that stretch of mountains, shooting off in every direction!
Ye Chen knew that these spiritual lights held treasures such as spirit medicines, spirit flowers, and spirit fruits.
There were even some Law Treasures.
To him, these were trash among trash.
But to the youngsters, these were heaven-sent fortuitous opportunities!
"Charge!"
"That ball of spiritual light is mine! Whoever dares take it will have me to answer to!"
"A bunch of useless fools! With your mediocre strength, you dare come here to fight over treasures?"
In an instant, thousands upon thousands of young figures shot into the sky. Each had locked onto a ball of spiritual light, their faces filled with impatience and greed.
As for Ye Chen's two disciples, they naturally had no interest in these low-grade things.
"Master, we'd like to look elsewhere first," Mu Yan asked Ye Chen for permission.
Ye Chen nodded. "Go ahead."
Afterward, Mu Yan left with Yingluo.
On the other side of the Subduing Dragon Mountain Range, two lovely figures watched the spiritual lights in the sky, though they seemed to have no interest in competing for them either.
"Senior sister, is it really all right for us to sneak out of the holy land to play like this?" A little girl raised her head worriedly and asked a young woman.
The young woman giggled. "What's there to fear? We're only coming out for a little while. It won't hold anything up! Yaoyao, if anything happens, your senior sister will cover for you!"
The young woman was named Su Lingyun, a disciple of the Falling Moon Holy Land. The little girl was named Tao Yaoyao, also a disciple of the Falling Moon Holy Land.
They had come out today just to join in the excitement.
After watching for quite a while, Su Lingyun felt somewhat disappointed. "I thought we might see some capable members of the younger generation, but all I see are rotten fish and spoiled shrimp. Sigh!"
Tao Yaoyao smiled smugly. "Senior sister, we're disciples of a holy land, while they only have ordinary aptitudes. Isn't comparing us to them bullying them a little too much?"
While these two holy land disciples watched the excitement, a young man at the foot of the mountains actually got lucky and picked up a ball of spiritual light.
He could hardly believe it himself. Something everyone else was fighting over had actually been so easy for him to pick up?
Once the spiritual light faded, it revealed a spirit fruit the size of a fist.
Just as he tucked the spirit fruit into his robes, another tall young man stepped in front of him, blocking his way.
"Su Jian, who do you think you are? Is a spirit fruit something you deserve to pick up? Hurry up and hand it over!" The tall young man looked down at Su Jian and arrogantly ordered him to surrender the spirit fruit.
Hearing the familiar voice, Su Jian looked up and said through gritted teeth, "Deng Tiancheng!"
"That's right, it's me! I've successfully joined the Clear Void Sword Sect, while you're nothing but trash. Giving you a spirit fruit would be a waste!"
"You might as well give it to me. My strength will surely soar once I eat it. Then I'll take you in as a servant and give you a hot meal. How about it?"
Deng Tiancheng burst into mocking laughter.
The Clear Void Sword Sect was a renowned major power within the Falling Moon Region.
Being able to join the Clear Void Sword Sect was a mark of honor!
He, Deng Tiancheng, was already a disciple of the Clear Void Sword Sect. As for Su Jian, he had long since been thrown out after failing the aptitude test.
"Dream on!" Su Jian ground his teeth.
Deng Tiancheng advanced step by step, the powerful presence of his cultivation gradually spreading out.
Under the crushing pressure of a cultivation far above his own, Su Jian's body bore an indescribable weight. Yet he had a resolute temperament, and no matter how much he suffered, he did not kneel.
"Fuck, so you've got tough bones, huh?"
Deng Tiancheng circulated his spiritual power and kicked Su Jian in the lower abdomen.
The heavy force made Su Jian's vision go black with pain, nearly knocking him unconscious. Several minor realms separated their cultivation levels.
In a fight, Su Jian was no match whatsoever for Deng Tiancheng!
Yet he curled up, shielding the spirit fruit tightly against his chest, looking ready to stake his life on it rather than hand it over.
Seeing Su Jian still stubbornly holding on after taking his kick only infuriated Deng Tiancheng further!
He was, after all, a formal disciple of the Clear Void Sword Sect, a person of standing. What the hell was Su Jian? What right did he have to resist to the death?
"You think I won't really kick you to death?!"
Deng Tiancheng shouted viciously.