Chapter 257 The Blind Martial Uncle Was Angered to Tears by His Black-Hearted Nephew (35 chapters)
Yu Sheng's sudden attack was unexpected by everyone.
His oppressive aura also specifically targeted the elders of the Chaotian Sect. As a result, apart from the disciples who were still standing, all the elders of the Chaotian Sect knelt on the ground like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
After thinking for a moment, they knelt down as well.
They couldn't possibly have their own sect elders and sect leader kneeling down while they, the junior disciples, stood up, could they?
Wang Chaotian tried his best to resist Yu Sheng's pressure, but it was obviously too much of a stretch for him to fight against Yu Sheng, who was in the early stage of Tribulation, with his mid-stage Integration Realm cultivation.
He could feel the bones in his knees cracking and popping as they sank into the ground. His eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth to keep himself from looking even more pathetic.
"Yes...it was my foolishness that angered Immortal Venerable Yaoyue. I was courting death."
Wang Chaotian said humiliatingly, but in his heart he secretly vowed that he would make Yu Sheng and Feng Ciye pay in the future!
"Is that so? Then why did Sect Leader Wang anger me? I have always been gentle with people. If you hadn't gone too far this time, I wouldn't have had to punish you so severely."
"Yes, this sect master knows he was wrong, please... Immortal Venerable Yaoyue have mercy."
Yu Sheng didn't speak, but calmly took a sip of tea before withdrawing his oppressive aura.
The moment the oppressive aura disappeared, Wang Chaotian collapsed to the ground, his clothes soaked with sweat and clinging uncomfortably to his body.
After Yu Sheng's intervention, the sects that had colluded with Wang Chaotian were now cowering like quails, not daring to breathe loudly, fearing that they would be the next ones to be forced to their knees by his oppressive aura.
The various sects also understood that Immortal Venerable Yaoyue was merely blind, and the claim that she had lost all her spiritual power was purely a rumor.
With Yu Sheng, whose strength is unfathomable and who doesn't go into seclusion, how could they dare to harbor any more petty thoughts?
They all kept a low profile and behaved themselves with humility.
Wang Chaotian dared not speak his anger, only daring to curse Yu Sheng and Feng Ciye in his heart.
"Sect Master, shall I go down and help you change your clothes?" Di Zi, the second disciple of Wang Chaotian, looked at her master with concern, only to be rebuked by Wang Chaotian.
"If you could focus all your energy on cultivation, you would have broken through to the Nascent Soul stage long ago."
Di Zi lowered her head, not daring to say anything more.
She knew in her heart that her master wasn't targeting her, but rather that she had just happened to offend him at this time.
Since the master dared not express his dissatisfaction to Immortal Venerable Yaoyue, he could only vent his anger on his disciples.
Di Zi suddenly began to doubt whether joining the Chaotian Sect was the right choice.
Wang Chaotian didn't want to talk to his good-for-nothing disciple, so he sat back down in his seat with a cold face.
When Yu Sheng sought justice for him, Feng Ciye couldn't help but smile. If he had a tail, he would have been strutting around like a madman by now.
My wife was so cool! I love her so much!
My wife just stepped in and pinned that old bastard to the ground because of him, I'm so happy.
She truly deserves to be Feng Ciye's wife.
Feng Ciye's smile was impossible to hide, while a shadow of malice flashed across Wang Chaotian's eyes when he saw Feng Ciye laughing so happily.
He could make a mere disciple without a master disappear completely if he wanted to.
Even if it were the Immortal Venerable Yaoyue, without evidence, he wouldn't be able to do anything to him...
Wang Chaotian had a good plan. If he couldn't touch Yu Sheng, surely he could at least touch a mere Nascent Soul stage disciple?
Feng Ciye could feel that malicious gaze fixed on him. Without even guessing, he knew who the gaze belonged to—nothing more than that old bastard who had knelt down and begged for mercy under his wife's tyranny.
I bet that old bastard is plotting something.
But it doesn't matter, Feng Ciye is more than happy that Wang Chaotian will make a move against him!
After all, he was the one who would win against the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, even though he was in the mid-stage of the Integration Realm. If Wang Chaotian wanted to die, he could grant Wang Chaotian's wish.
"Thank you for protecting me just now, Uncle-Master. Otherwise, I would probably have been torn to pieces by that unethical old bastard."
The voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was loud enough for Wang Chaotian and the elders of various sects to hear.
"You—" Wang Chaotian's face turned green, but he couldn't really provoke Feng Ciye in front of everyone.
The moment he even had that thought, Yu Sheng's sword would probably have already sliced off his head in the next second. He believed Yu Sheng was capable of doing it.
Helpless, he could only suppress his murderous intent, close his eyes, and simply try to avoid seeing it.
"The name of Sect Leader Wang is Wang Chaotian, not some old bastard."
"Isn't that the same? Isn't a turtle lying on its back with its four legs in the air? His name is quite fitting, hmm, now it's a green-haired turtle." Feng Ciye's words gave off a feeling of not caring about the lives of others.
Anyway, right now Wang Chaotian really wants to strangle him.
If you can't speak properly, then shut up. There's nothing wrong with his name; it's just that Feng Ciye is deliberately misunderstanding his own name.
Unfortunately, no one understood the breakdown in his heart.
The other elders and sect leaders couldn't help but chuckle, repeatedly reminding themselves not to laugh, otherwise, given Wang Chaotian's petty nature, he would definitely cause them trouble behind their backs.
The match is ongoing.
The second match was between the Sound Sect and the Pill Sect. The Pill Sect disciple enlarged his pill furnace and covered himself, while the Sound Sect disciple on the other side started with a funeral dirge.
The sound of the erhu transformed into blades striking the alchemy furnace, yet the furnace remained unscathed.
But the disciples of the Alchemy Sect inside the alchemy furnace felt utterly devastated.
Do all people in the Sound Sect have that serious illness? They keep playing the erhu on repeat, and the sound is everywhere. She can defend against sound wave attacks, but she can't defend against sound.
The junior sister felt her head buzzing, and she was so angry that she came out of her alchemy furnace and glared fiercely at the Yin Sect disciple.
The disciples of the Yin Sect paused for a moment, then an even more stirring erhu melody rang out.
"You fucking throw away your broken erhu!"
As a result, the disciples of the Sound Sect on the other side played even more enthusiastically.
The junior sister from the Dan Sect was a pure alchemist with almost zero attack power. She gritted her teeth, raised her alchemy furnace, and chased after the Yin Sect disciple all over the place, smashing it with a twisted expression.
In the end, the disciple of Nayin Sect was pressed under the huge alchemy furnace, and the erhu was also completely destroyed.
"Uh—Junior Sister Danlu of the Dan Sect has won!"
The disciples below stared in disbelief as the seemingly frail junior sister lifted a pill-refining furnace three times her own size and smashed the Yin Sect disciple to the ground.
First there was Lin Daiyu uprooting a willow tree, then there was Danlu, the junior sister, smashing her senior brother's alchemy furnace.
Indeed, appearances can be deceiving.
After several rounds, the most surprising result was actually the Weapon Sect. No one expected that the Weapon Sect would be able to make a comeback this time, and its points gradually surpassed those of the other sects.
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