Qu Feiyan, standing beside her, said with a strange expression, "I understand now that Sister Yue's Yihua Palace and Sister Situ's Shenshui Palace are both top-tier forces, but they are infamous in the martial arts world, while Wudang and Southern Shaolin are renowned."

In response to Qu Feiyan's words, Chu Qinghe smiled and said, "A good reputation and a bad reputation are just different things. Compared to the great effort that Wudang and Southern Shaolin put into building their reputations, it is enough to spread a bad reputation to deter other forces."

Xiao Zhao asked, "But according to what you said, young master, wouldn't Wudang and Southern Shaolin be able to gain even more benefits?"

In response, Chu Qinghe said calmly, "Although the benefits are plentiful, there are also many hidden dangers. After all, reputation is like sand; it's hard to build up, but it's all too easy to destroy."

"This has led to forces like the Southern Shaolin and Wudang sects being burdened by their reputations, dealing with too many issues, and having to politely and kindly advise others when they are being clamored upon by some clowns."

"Do you think, given Yaoyue and Situ's personalities, they can be like Wudang and Southern Shaolin?"

After listening to Chu Qinghe's words, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao thought about it and understood.

Needless to say, if it were really as Chu Qinghe said, any clown who dared to make a fuss would be killed without even a word.

While Jellyfish Yin Ji is indeed sweet, that's only in front of Chu Qinghe and those around him.

If it were anyone else who dared to provoke them, the first slap probably wouldn't kill them; they'd just wait a dozen or so breaths before delivering the second slap.

Thinking of this, Qu Feiyan grinned and said, "That's true. I doubt Sister Yue and Sister Situ would do something like this."

Xiao Zhao, standing to the side, couldn't help but shake her head and say, "The affairs between the various factions in the martial arts world are so complicated. No wonder they say the martial arts world is dangerous."

Qu Feiyan sighed, "Yes! Who could have imagined that people from top-tier forces like Wudang and Southern Shaolin would be like this?"

Hearing the voices of the two women beside him, Chu Qinghe smiled inwardly.

The human heart is inherently complex.

And the martial arts world is made up of people.

To establish oneself in this world, one must naturally employ a variety of methods and schemes.

Especially those top-tier forces.

Having moved beyond the stage of risking their lives in fierce battles, they now possess the qualifications to play the game.

Of course, aside from strength, what they use even more is tactics and cunning.

People of different status and levels naturally have different ways of standing firm in this world.

Even the Divine Water Palace and the Flower Shifting Palace behind Yaoyue and Shuimu Yinji do not always adopt a tough stance in the face of everything.

Otherwise, when she learned that Zhu Wushi was plotting against Yihua Palace, Yaoyue wouldn't have let it go so easily.

After gathering his thoughts, Chu Qinghe raised his gaze slightly and looked into the arena.

As his gaze shifted, passing the Emei Sect, Chu Qinghe's eyes paused for a moment, landing on a woman.

The woman looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender figure and a long, flowing blue dress. Her appearance was delicate and elegant. Although she stood still, the gentle mountain breeze and the swaying of her long dress gave her a gentle and quiet air reminiscent of a woman from Jiangnan.

He stood out among the disciples of Emei.

Not to mention the Wudang and Kunlun sects, even some disciples in Shaolin couldn't help but keep their eyes on the woman.

Clearly, given her stunning beauty, the woman's identity is obvious.

She was Zhou Zhiruo, the only disciple of the Emei Sect to be included in the Hundred Flowers List by Bai Xiaosheng.

To be honest, compared to others, Zhou Zhiruo, with her elegant appearance, is indeed much more pleasing to the eye.

To put it bluntly, Zhou Zhiruo alone significantly boosted the image of the Emei Sect.

However, at that moment, as if sensing something, Chu Qinghe slowly turned his head.

Noticing Chu Qinghe's actions, Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan also followed Chu Qinghe's gaze.

Almost the instant the two women's gazes shifted, they saw three figures rapidly approaching.

The leader was dressed in a white robe made of the finest fabric. Although it was a man's attire, he exuded an air of elegance and nobility.

It was Zhao Min and the two elders from Xuanming who were in the restaurant yesterday.

As Zhao Min and the other two moved quickly, they raised their eyes slightly and clearly saw Chu Qinghe and the other two standing on the hill.

After a hint of surprise in her eyes, Zhao Min smiled slightly and then walked towards Chu Qinghe.

Zhao Min's gaze fell on Chu Qinghe, and she said with a smile, "Heh! Young Master Zhao certainly knows how to choose a place. This spot is perfect for watching the excitement."

Hearing what Zhao Min said, Chu Qinghe slowly fanned himself with his folding fan and chuckled, "There were too many people in other places, so we moved here."

Zhao Min smiled and said, "Oh? Then Young Master Zhao wouldn't mind coming with Minmin, would he?"

In response to Zhao Min's words, Chu Qinghe chuckled and said, "This is Bright Peak, not my private place. Please make yourself at home, Princess."

As he spoke, Chu Qinghe had a sudden thought.

The next second, the offspring worms in the Devouring Essence Mother-Child Glass Gu silently appeared from under Chu Qinghe's clothes and then slowly flew out.

Throughout the entire process, not only Zhao Min, but even the two Xuanming Elders, who had reached the early stage of the Grandmaster realm, failed to notice anything.

Zhao Min first nodded, then her gaze lingered on the folding fan in Chu Qinghe's hand for a moment, and suddenly she let out a soft "Eh".

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