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Chapter 87 Ugly Faces

His shout startled Jian Chen and Ye Feng quite a bit.

He quickly asked, "But Yunxiu's condition is not optimistic?"

Xiushui Jushi chuckled and shook his head slightly, saying, "No, I'm just surprised by the timing of her injury."

Logically, she should have been injured while still in the secret realm, but to me, her injury looked as if she had just sustained it.

Ye Feng asked, feigning nonchalance, "Are you saying that her injury hasn't worsened much?"

"Well, that's one way to put it, but it's a bit strange. Never mind, I'll heal her wounds first."

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With the help of the hermit Xiushui, Yunxiu's injuries quickly stabilized.

Moreover, although her injuries were severe, they did not damage the foundation of her cultivation or her original power.

Instead, he became the one who woke up the fastest among the injured disciples.

The first thing she did after waking up was to threaten suicide. It took Jian Chen and Ye Feng a lot of persuasion to get her to accept the fact that the Sword Sect had won first place in the competition.

But there was one person who simply couldn't accept this fact.

That is Shenqing Zhenjun.

Elder Jianchen had already told Shenqing Zhenjun the moment he won.

Even when True Monarch Purple Flame announced the results, he had already turned on the jade slip communication.

But he just couldn't accept this fact.

First of all, he couldn't accept that a junior disciple in the Foundation Establishment stage had broken through to the high-level Nascent Soul stage not long after leaving.

Secondly, he could not accept that someone who had been on the mountain for less than four years had helped the sect achieve unprecedented success.

He still feels like he's in a dream.

Wu Qiuyu and Xing Zuo flanked him, anxiously asking, "Senior brother, please say something! How is the competition going?"

Shenqing Zhenjun looked at the two of them, feeling rather unsure of how to begin.

But his distraught appearance led the two to interpret it differently.

The grand competition was a disaster, disciples died, and the secret realm was lost...

There are only three possible outcomes.

The two of them immediately looked somewhat dejected.

Seeing the two of them, Shenqing Zhenjun quickly said, "Uncle Jianchen said... Ye Feng advanced to the high-level Nascent Soul Realm and turned the tide to win first place in the competition. Ningyue Qiye and the others suffered some damage to their origins, but it wasn't too serious."

"Senior brother, you don't need to comfort us. It's better not to tell such a lame lie."

“I did not lie to comfort you two; this is exactly what my martial uncle told me.”

After he finished speaking, he played Jian Chen's communication again.

The three of them stared at each other, none of them daring to believe the truth of the information.

Shenqing Zhenjun took a deep breath and said, "Such an important matter, my uncle would never lie. We should accept this result. But if this is the result, I'm afraid our Sword Sect should also make plans soon."

"Senior brother, are you saying that other sects will be detrimental to the disciples of my Sword Sect?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out. After all, he is the first disciple of Wujian Sect to surpass other first-class sects in terms of cultivation level."

Xing Zuo nodded and said, "Senior brother is right. We should indeed make plans as soon as possible."

"Then let Junior Brother Xing speak to our Grandmaster. At such a critical juncture, perhaps only he can deter the villains. At that time, we can also declare to the world that our Sword Sect is no longer what it used to be!"

Xing Zuo nodded, and then he disappeared from the spot.

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After the competition, other sects such as Duanshui Sect and Qingyun Sect began their return journey one after another.

Xiushui Jushi was delayed for a while because he was treating Yunxiu's injuries.

After recovering from his injuries, he transformed into a rainbow and went to catch up with the people from his sect.

After seeing off the hermit of Xiushui, Ye Feng began to carefully observe his own condition.

The main purpose is to get a feel for the situation of the Demon of Calamity.

The aftereffects of breaking through three realms in succession must be considerable.

He had already sensed that three auras were locking onto him from the shadows.

He gave a wry smile and said self-deprecatingly, "Now I've finally got a whole mahjong table."

I don't know if it's because three of them are coming at once that the arrival of the Calamity Demon is delayed.

Anyway, he felt that it would take about another month before it finally arrived.

This put his mind at ease for the time being.

By then, his group had already returned to their sect.

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afternoon.

Just as the Sword Sect disciples finished packing and were preparing to leave, a commotion arose at the entrance of the camp.

Frowning, Ye Feng decided to go out and take a look.

As soon as the door opened, I saw some Sword Sect disciples blocking the entrance and shouting something.

There were too many people to see clearly, but the sounds were distinct.

"What do you mean by the Guiyi Sect?! Are you restricting our freedom?!"

"Yes! Why can't we go out?"

"Is the Guiyi Sect trying to defy the world and forcibly keep my Shushan Sword Sect here?"

Elder Jian Chen also came out of the room at this time, frowning as he looked at the doorway.

The two exchanged a glance and walked straight to the door.

Seeing the situation at the door, a nameless rage rose within the two of them.

But they found that the disciples of the Guiyi Sect had already formed a dense crowd around the gate.

The ground was shimmering with light, clearly indicating that a grand formation had been activated.

True Lord Purple Flame sat alone on the lotus platform, dominating the center.

Jian Chen stepped forward, repelling the Guiyi Sect disciples blocking the door, and asked sharply:

"What does the Guiyi Sect mean by this? Are they going to kill us all here?"

True Monarch Ziyan opened his eyes and said calmly, "What are you saying? Your sect won first place in the competition, but all your disciples were injured. To prevent villains from taking advantage of the situation and framing my Guiyi Sect, my senior brother, the sect leader, specially sent us to protect your sect's safety."

Jian Chen sneered repeatedly, "You're probably one of the villains from your Guiyi Sect, aren't you? My Shushan Sword Sect will be returning to our mountain today, and we'll have nothing more to do with your Guiyi Sect. So get out of the way at once!"

The voice of True Monarch Ziyan remained indifferent: "Wouldn't it make my Guiyi Sect seem unwelcoming to let your disciples leave while they are ill? I have already invited Mr. Lian from the Medicine King Pavilion to come here to treat your disciples. He will arrive in ten to fifteen days. Once your disciples have recovered, I will personally escort your sect away."

Upon hearing these words, the disciples of the Sword Sect were immediately aroused.

No matter how grand their words may be, they cannot hide the fact that they are under house arrest.

"Are you going to kill someone to silence them because you can't beat them?"

"You spout righteousness and morality, yet you do the things of the demonic sect. I'd like to ask you all, have you no shame?"

True Monarch Ziyan immediately turned his gaze to this disciple.

A beam of light shot from his eyes and hurtled towards him.

Jian Chen flashed and blocked in front of him, his hand flashing with cold light, turning the beam of light into nothingness.

True Monarch Ziyan coldly said, "This is just a warning. The reputation of Guiyi Sect will not be tarnished by you."

Jian Chen sneered, "To do such despicable things and still try to maintain a virtuous image, what kind of reputation does your Guiyi Sect have left!"

"If the Sword Sect members are unwilling to accept the goodwill of my Guiyi Sect, then they are confident in their ability to protect themselves. How about this: our two sects have a friendly spar. If my sect wins, your sect will accept my goodwill. If your sect wins, that will naturally prove that you have the strength to protect yourselves, and we will then respectfully see you off. What do you say?"