Chapter 256 The Blind Martial Uncle Was Made to Cry by His Black-Hearted Nephew (34 chapters)
At this moment, Wang Chaotian couldn't hide the smile on his face, and he couldn't help but glance provocatively in the direction of the Sword Sect.
But they found that no one in the Sword Sect seemed to care about this matter. They were all wiping their wife swords like treasures, completely disregarding the Chaotian Sect!
Wang Chaotian instructed his own disciple, "We must utterly defeat those lunatics from the Sword Sect!"
Not only did Yu Nian participate in this Immortal Sect Conference, but Feng Ciye also thought it would be fun and joined in as well.
Feng Ciye was reborn with the cultivation of his previous life. It can be said that all the disciples who met the requirements of the Immortal Sect Conference combined could not defeat him.
His going up there is basically like him going to bully noobs.
That's why Pei Ze didn't go this time, ostensibly because he didn't want the various sects to lose too badly.
After all, the main characters in the original story, including the top and bottom characters, as well as the main villain, were all disciples of the Sword Sect. Among them, the top character, Pei Ze, coveted his master and wanted to be worthy of Liu Zhixu, so he cultivated even more frantically.
Furthermore, the protagonist, Yu Nian, recently cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness, making him virtually invincible among those of the same realm.
Even more outrageous is Feng Ciye, who was reborn with the cultivation level of the Tribulation Transcending stage from his previous life.
If all three of them went, the various sects would truly be too ashamed to face anyone.
"In the first match, Yue Liang, a disciple of the Chaotian Sect, will face off against Feng Ciye, a disciple of the Jian Sect."
Pei raised an eyebrow, looking somewhat surprised. If his information was correct, Yue Liang of the Chaotian Sect was the young master whom Wang Chaotian had painstakingly poached from the reclusive Yue family.
His cultivation level is at the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Pei shook his head regretfully for him. It was bad enough that he was in the first match, but he also had to run into Junior Brother Feng. Junior Brother Feng's cultivation was not just as simple as the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm on the surface.
It seems that the young master of this reclusive family may have an unstable Dao heart in the future!
Pei Ze felt a little smug. As long as their Sword Sect won, that was fine. They could also use this opportunity to give Wang Chaotian a good slap in the face.
Upon hearing that his disciple was fighting an unknown junior disciple, Wang Chaotian revealed a victorious smile.
"Immortal Venerable Yaoyue, it seems that this round will be won by our Chaotian Sect." Wang Chaotian's tone was filled with undisguised smugness.
Yu Sheng then gently curled her lips and said, "Oh, really? Then let's wait and see."
Then Yu Sheng said to Feng Ciye, "Aye, give them some face, don't let them die too quickly."
This statement was undoubtedly a slap in the face to Wang Chaotian.
But none of the sects reacted, because Wang Chaotian was so arrogant.
Wang Chaotian's face was very ugly. He secretly gave Yue Liang a look, then snorted and turned his head away.
"Okay, then I'll wait for you to come back, Uncle-Master."
Feng Ciye leaped and landed on the arena.
Only then did everyone realize that the boy who had been standing next to Yu Sheng was Feng Ciye, and even Wang Chaotian couldn't help but glance at Feng Ciye.
However, he could not discern Feng Ciye's cultivation level.
He thought that Feng Ciye must have used a magic weapon to conceal his cultivation level.
"Yue Liang of the Chaotian Sect, please enlighten me, fellow Daoist!"
"Yes, no problem."
The people around him burst into laughter, and it was at this moment that Yue Liang drew his heavy sword.
The blade of the heavy sword was larger than Wang Chaotian's face, and Yue Liang's physique was not particularly robust, making one wonder how he managed to wield a heavy sword forged from Dongxuan Iron.
Compared to the awe-inspiring scene on Yue Liang's side, Feng Ciye simply broke off a tree branch, used it as a sword, and pointed it at Yue Liang.
Yue Liang merely frowned; he was very confident in himself.
But his confidence was thwarted by a thin twig.
Yue Liang stared in shock at the unremarkable tree branch that had blocked his heavy sword, finding it all rather absurd.
Before he could think it through, he was kicked hard in the stomach by Feng Ciye.
"If you could still be distracted by other things at a time like this, and the person in front of you was your enemy, you would be a corpse by now."
Feng Ciye was genuinely "instructing" him.
Of course, that "teaching" refers to preaching or instructing.
Yue Liang thought that what happened just now might have been a coincidence, but a series of coincidences was no longer a coincidence. He realized that he really couldn't beat the man in front of him.
This realization was hard for him, who had always considered himself a chosen one, to accept.
Suddenly, Yue Liang's eyes turned bloodshot, and he went berserk, wildly slashing at Feng Ciye with his heavy sword, not caring whether he would get hurt. All he could think about was "defeating him".
Feng Ciye shook his head. A powerful sword aura emanated from the tree branch, which pierced through Yue Liang's abdomen. Yue Liang coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the crimson color in his eyes gradually faded.
He stared blankly at the branch stuck in his abdomen, knowing that he had lost.
He had no choice but to turn and leave dejectedly, covered in wounds.
Just then, the sect leader of the Chaotian Sect, Wang Chaotian, became displeased.
He slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, his gaze fixed on Yu Sheng. This time, he didn't back down and directly questioned Yu Sheng, "What does Immortal Venerable Yaoyue mean by this?"
Yu Sheng toyed with his teacup, his tone ambiguous, "Sect Leader Wang, what do you mean by this?"
"You concealed your sword energy on that tree branch, and then let him use it to injure my Chaotian Sect disciples. Is the Sword Sect sore loser?"
"Pfft, hahaha," Yu Sheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"I think this sentence should be given to Sect Leader Wang. A-Ye is my senior brother's disciple, but my senior brother died young, so A-Ye has been living on Yaoyue Peak and I have been teaching him cultivation."
"Ah Ye has been cultivating diligently and is now at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm. He has also mastered the essence of the Distant Moon Sword Technique. How come it's now that Sect Leader Wang is saying that my Ah Ye cheated?!"
Feng Ciye also showed Wang Chaotian his early Nascent Soul cultivation level, and then said to Wang Chaotian, "This disciple only remembered Uncle's words and did not want to hurt people with a sword, so I broke off a tree branch as a weapon. I did not expect that Sect Master Wang's eyesight is not very good."
Yu Sheng smiled and echoed Feng Ciye, "Those who know the truth will think I'm blind, while those who don't will think it's Sect Leader Wang!"
"However, Ah Ye, it's good to let them see the difference between their disciple and you."
Feng Ciye understood his intention, so he casually borrowed a sword from a Chaotian Sect disciple and used that sword to perform the entire Yaoyue Sword Technique for Wang Chaotian.
Finally, he couldn't resist a sarcastic remark, "Looks like I won this time. But Chaotian Sect needs to work harder, otherwise, if they're overtaken by other sects and can't even hold onto second place, that would be truly shameful~"
"You're courting death—" Wang Chaotian's eyes turned bloodshot, and a murderous intent flashed in them.
"Who are you calling a death wish?" Yu Sheng said calmly. The moment his words fell, the oppressive aura of the Tribulation Transcending stage forced Wang Chaotian to his knees, his face turning deathly pale and veins bulging on his forehead.
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