Just as his seemingly absent-minded gaze drifted toward that Gu Family Jerk.
The two rows of disciples behind Chen Xun wore varying expressions, secretly swallowing mouthful after mouthful of saliva.
There was Qing Fu, Chen Xun's Ninth Junior Sister from the main lineage of Fu Shi, a Soul Nurturing Spirit Weeping Race member with a single braid who loved watching trouble unfold.
There was Gu Ji, Chen Xun's Second Senior Brother from the main lineage of Fu Shi, an Ancient Sacred Clan member with a rigid face, outwardly steady as an old dog while inwardly panicked like a marmot.
There was Yue Xuan, the young clan leader of the Moving Mountain Clan and Chen Xun's Tenth Junior Brother from the main lineage of Fu Shi, pale-faced and sweating profusely.
There was also Chi Hao, the Eighth Junior Brother whom Martial Uncle Chi Chen—Chen Xun's master's fellow disciple—had forcibly stuffed in. He wore a face full of defiance and possessed a certain cleverness, though everyone could always see right through it.
At the rear left stood a cool-faced woman of the Immortal Spirit Clan. She had been constantly signaling Chen Xun with her eyes, her manner extremely stern. She was undoubtedly the Senior Apprentice-Sister of the main lineage of Fu Shi.
Behind her stood a Devil Race being with chill in his eyes and a rather arrogant expression. His gaze even swept around in provocation, intimidating all directions. If you have the guts, then abolish the Fu Tian Venerable Position!
He was determined to protect his own Junior Brother. At merely twenty years old, countless major lineages within Fu Shi Religion likely did not wish to see his Junior Brother firmly seated in that position. He was Chen Xun's Third Senior Brother.
Behind him stood a White Duck even taller than