"Who are you, kid?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Yun Yi's face instantly darkened, his eyes like sharp steel knives piercing straight at Fang Han. He said with intense displeasure and killing intent, "Your Poison King Sect's Sect Master Lin Yao and former Sect Master Liu Ziwei haven't uttered a word of objection yet. Who gave you the right to be so talkative, you ignorant brat?"

He believed that Fang Han was a member of the Poison King Sect.

"I am not a member of the Poison King Sect. I am Fang Han. It was by chance that I also took a fancy to this five-colored gemstone, so I came to discuss cooperation with the Poison King Sect. I never expected that as soon as I stepped into this place, I would have the honor of witnessing such 'wonderful' methods of the Qingxuan Sect."

Fang Han said calmly.

"Fang Han, you brat, you dare to compete with our Qingxuan Sect for the Five-Colored Gem? I think you're tired of living!"

Upon hearing Fang Han's reply, Elder Yun Yi's killing intent intensified, and the temperature inside the hall seemed to plummet.

Although Fang Han killed Wu Qiang, an elder of the Qingxuan Sect, not many people knew about it. Only a few people knew, and even Elder Yun Yi was unaware of it.

Otherwise, the people from Qingxuan Sect would probably have already attacked Fang Han.

"Yun Yi, are you planning to fight me?" Fang Han said calmly, looking at Yun Yi, the Supreme Elder of Qingxuan Sect, and said, "How about this: if you lose to me, your Qingxuan Sect will withdraw from the competition for the Five-Colored Divine Stone. Do you dare to agree?"

As soon as Fang Han said this, the surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly. Everyone in the Qingxuan Sect was shocked. They did not expect that Fang Han, who looked so young, would make such a bold challenge to the higher-ups of the Qingxuan Sect.

"Boy, do you know who's standing in front of you? You actually dare to fight him? You're utterly ignorant and arrogant!"

A young female disciple of the Qingxuan Sect, her eyebrows raised in anger, pointed her slender finger directly at Fang Han, her expression filled with rage and disbelief.

Elder Yunyi looked like a middle-aged man in his prime, with a handsome face and upright posture, showing no signs of the vicissitudes of time.

However, those in the know understand that beneath this seemingly youthful appearance lies an old monster who has weathered two or three hundred years of storms.

On the other hand, the female disciple who angrily pointed at Fang Han was only in her early thirties.

This female disciple was extremely charming and beautiful, with a natural allure in her eyes and brows, and every smile and frown could make people's hearts flutter.

At this moment, however, she was completely enraged by Fang Han's words. The spring-like tenderness in her eyes instantly turned into a chilling killing intent, and her entire demeanor suddenly changed from gentle and charming to ruthless.

Don't underestimate this woman; her cultivation has already reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

In the Qingxuan Sect's disciple hierarchy, such cultivation is enough to qualify one for the inner core.

"Isn't Yun Yi one of the few Supreme Elders of your Qingxuan Sect? What, trying to intimidate me with his name?"

Fang Han sneered, a hint of mockery in his smile. "In the Qiankun Continent, the strong have always been respected. Whether it's the Yanlong Kingdom or any corner of the Qiankun Continent, it's always the same. You woman, you don't naively think that you can scare me away just because of your Qingxuan Sect's reputation and Elder Yun Yi's name, do you?"

"If that's the case, then it just means that the disciples of your Qingxuan Sect are all too arrogant."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, each word striking the hearts of everyone in the Qingxuan Sect.

“Previously, Liu Ziwei and Lin Yao both advised me not to compete with your Qingxuan Sect for the Five-Colored Divine Stone. But so what? Since I have taken a liking to it, it is not for you. Besides, I have always disapproved of your shameless behavior of taking things by trickery and force.”

Fang Han continued, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes, clearly showing his utter contempt for the Qingxuan Sect's previous actions.

"Might is everything, right?"

Yun Yi and the others' expressions instantly turned extremely ugly, like the gloomy sky before a storm. The female disciple of Qingxuan Sect who spoke first was completely enraged by Fang Han's words. Her pretty face flushed red, and she roared furiously, "Boy, if you want to make a move, then come on! Today, I will take your life and show you what it means to be respected for your strength!"

Before she finished speaking, she flipped her wrist, and with a "whoosh," a gleaming sword was drawn from its sheath.

In an instant, a chilling killing intent emanated from her, spreading outwards like a surging tide.

"You want to fight me? Give me your name!"

Fang Han said calmly.

"Hmph, listen to me! My name is Han Qianxue."

The alluring woman in her thirties raised her chin slightly, her eyes filled with arrogance, and said loudly to Fang Han, "The eight of us are all direct disciples of Elder Yun Yi. Among us, Senior Brother Qin Ke and Senior Brother Xu Zisheng are now high-ranking elders in our Qingxuan Sect. I am the youngest among all my fellow disciples, and I am Master's last disciple, with the lowest cultivation level. But even so, crushing an ignorant brat like you is an easy task, as simple as stepping on an ant!"

Her eyes were full of disdain for Fang Han, as if Fang Han was not even as good as an ant in her eyes.

She didn't even glance at Fang Han, as if looking at him would make her think that his previous provocation was nothing short of courting death, a foolish act of overestimating his own abilities.

"Kid, don't let our junior sister's beautiful appearance fool you. When she gets serious, she's ruthless and decisive. Those fools who didn't know their place never fared well in her hands. If she's in the mood, she might just poke dozens of holes in you, letting you experience what it's like to be riddled with wounds. If you insist on being the one to stick your neck out, you'll be in for a world of hurt!"

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