The young disciple was stunned by Li Qingfeng's scolding and said fearfully, "Senior Brother Li, the Nine Dragons Holy Race is the Holy Lord's close friend. You can't offend him!"
Li Qingfeng was taken aback, then said angrily, "Who said I was going to offend the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable?"
Are you kidding me? That's the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable! He could be killed by a single sneeze. Offend the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable?
Even someone who's had enough of life wouldn't dare offend the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable!
The young disciple was even more bewildered, his face flashing with surprise and uncertainty. He asked in astonishment, "Then why do you have such a temper...?"
Li Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "What angers me is the disciple that the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable is bringing!"
"What?" the young disciple asked, bewildered. "What does this have to do with his disciple?"
Li Qingfeng took a deep breath, about to erupt in anger, but then snorted coldly, waved his hand, and said irritably, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't!"
The young disciple breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly scrambled away.
Just as they rounded a corner, several disciples suddenly surrounded them. One of the fat disciples asked curiously, " Quan Le, what did Senior Brother Li reprimand you about?"
A look of bewilderment flashed across Quan Le's face as he shook his head and said, "This time, Senior Brother Li Qingfeng didn't make things difficult for me, but... it's a bit strange."
"What's so strange?" The chubby boy and the others looked even more curious, exchanging glances with a hint of schadenfreude.
Quan Le curled his lip and said, "You know that the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable is coming back, right?"
"Of course I know. The Nine Dragons Saint Venerable and our Holy Lord were discussing the matter of the Sword Spirit. It seems the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable is going to find a mysterious young man. He should be back soon, right?"
Quan Le's face flickered with a strange expression. He looked around and, not seeing Li Qingfeng, breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "You don't know, when Li Qingfeng mentioned that amazing boy, the way he gritted his teeth was like... like..."
"Like what? Tell me already!"
The fire of gossip was burning fiercely, and the chubby boy was practically pressed against Quan Le's face.
Quan Le took two steps back and said with a strange expression, "It's like Senior Brother Li was violated by that young man."
puff!
Everyone laughed.
The chubby boy laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight. After a long while, he finally straightened up with the help of a disciple. He glanced around furtively and said, "No wonder Senior Brother Li hates that kid he's never even met. Do you know how those horrific screams came about last night?"
"How... how did it get sent out?" Quan Le shuddered.
Last night, the heart-wrenching screams kept everyone awake. Although everyone knew it was Senior Brother Li Qingfeng's screams, no one dared to ask.
Normally, Senior Brother Li Qingfeng is aloof and superior. At such a young age, he has already broken through to the Saint Realm. In the entire Heavenly Mountain Holy Land, there are only a handful of people who can match Li Qingfeng in terms of talent, except for Senior Sister Fuyao of Cold Moon Peak.
With such qualifications, how could they not be valued in the Heavenly Mountain Holy Land?
A look of lingering fear crossed everyone's faces. The chubby boy lowered his voice even further and whispered, "You probably haven't heard yet, but Cold Moon Peak 'Fuyao World has broken through to the second level. Not to mention among the Saint Realm experts, he's probably a prodigy even among Great Saint. Now you know what those screams were all about last night, right?"
Oh my!
Quan Le's face showed a look of horror as he muttered to himself, "Could it be that Master has attacked Senior Brother Li?"
"It wasn't just 'attack,' it was 'killing'!" The chubby boy, clearly a know-it-all, chuckled and said, "Yesterday evening, my master ordered me to prepare to open the Heavenly Dao Altar. Guess which level it was?"
"The... third level?" Quan Le's face drained of all color. Upon hearing the name Heavenly Dao Altar, not a single disciple of the entire Heavenly Mountain Holy Land could catch their breath.
The chubby boy's face also turned pale. He held up four fingers and said, "Third floor? How could that be? With Senior Brother Li's strength, how could the third floor make him look like a pig being slaughtered?"
"Four, four, four... fourth floor?"
Everyone gasped in surprise and instinctively covered their mouths, afraid that others would see them.
"How could it be the fourth floor? That could kill someone!" Quan Le said, dumbfounded.
"So, it's better if that mysterious boy doesn't come. If he does, he'll definitely be seen as a thorn in Senior Brother Li's side, and his fate won't be good." The chubby boy's eyes sparkled, and he seemed to enjoy stirring up trouble. He said mysteriously, "And what you don't know is that Senior Sister Fuyao is also waiting for that mysterious boy to come."
"Why is Senior Sister Fuyao waiting for him?" Quan Le was even more confused.
"They're not Qi Ingestion, are they? The Heavenly Mountain Holy Land Son of Heaven has so many outstanding disciples, and now that they need to subdue the Sword Spirit, why send some so-called miraculous kid who's traveled all this way?" The chubby boy snorted and said, "Not only Senior Sister Fuyao, but Senior Brother Du Kang, Senior Brother Ma Huicao are all waiting for that mysterious boy to arrive. It's said they're all in seclusion, trying to break through to the second level of the Qi Realm!"
"Good heavens!" Quan Le muttered to himself, a hint of schadenfreude flashing across his face. "This guy hasn't even arrived at the Heavenly Mountain Holy Land yet, and he's already the target of everyone's ire!"
"This is going to be interesting. I've also heard that not only these senior brothers and sisters at the Saint Realm, but even those Half-Step Great Saint are all itching to see just how mysterious this mysterious young man, so highly praised by the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable, really is." The chubby boy chuckled.
Quan Le sighed and said, "It's true, I don't know what the Holy Lord was thinking, so easily believing the words of the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable. How could a mere junior at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm Ninth Heavenly Layer possibly ascend to heaven?"
"Who says otherwise? Come on, let's hurry up and start cultivating. When that kid arrives, we might not even need our senior brothers and sisters to lift a finger; we'll be able to crush him on the ground!" The chubby boy said smugly. "I spent an entire night pestering my master for this, and only then did I manage to get a chance to enter the Sword Pavilion. Who wants to come with me?"
"Of course we'll all go!" Quan Le's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly urged the chubby boy to take the life talisman to the Sword Pavilion.
On the edge of the boundless snow-capped mountains, Yang Zhen lay comfortably on the back of a dragon-like creature, muttering to himself, "Cultivation is truly wonderful; I don't even have to fear the cold anymore."
Nine Dragons looked at Yang Zhen with surprise and said, "Are you very afraid of the cold?"
"Scared?" Yang Zhen pursed his lips and said, "It's not that I'm afraid of the cold, it's just that I don't like the cold. In our village, you can't imagine how comfortable the winter is. Of course, it's more comfortable in the north of the village, and less so in the south."
"Why?" Nine Dragons asked with a puzzled look, "Just how big is your village that there's such a difference?"
Yang Zhen laughed heartily and said, "This is a long story... Ah Qiu, who's been talking about this ' Sage of Saunter ' again? Damn it, don't they know that sneezing in this cold weather can cause a cold?"
Nine Dragons chuckled and said, "Kid, I told you that guy has a bit of a temper. You'd better tone down your eccentric personality and stop calling yourself 'this Sage of Saunter' in front of others all the time."
"I... I'm the most low-key person. At most, I'll pretend to be a good boy and won't embarrass you!" Yang Zhen gave Nine Dragons a reassuring look.
"Achoo!"