That's a rather detailed question...
Twenty-two and Twenty-three exchanged a glance, then said less, "Senior Brother gave us a few low-grade spirit stones and a set of clothes like the ones they wear."
Robes and spirit stones?!
Should we give this treasure to them?
They couldn't believe it when they heard this.
Putting aside what kind of treasure that robe is, just one spirit stone alone is worth a hundred gold coins!
That radiant golden artifact is only worth a few hundred gold coins.
The senior brothers from Qing Shuang Peak just gave away two radiant gold magic weapons?!
They at Jinyang Peak had to bring gifts when they visited their senior brothers, while the senior brothers gave them greeting gifts. They all entered the sect at the same time, so why is there such a big difference?
The disciples, who had initially been somewhat smug and superior, fell silent after being sent by their senior brothers to inquire about the situation.
Damn it! What's the point of asking?
The disciple, who had only been in the sect for less than two years, left the place in a huff.
Twenty-two and twenty-three watched them leave, and couldn't help but touch the spatial artifact they had just acquired.
In this world where strength determines the rules, they knew the importance of keeping their wealth hidden and deliberately described the treasures their senior brothers had given them as very small. However, they were still shocked.
If they knew that their senior brothers had not only given them a large number of spirit stones, but also spatial magic tools, spirit gold magic treasures, and all kinds of pills...
There is a risk of being robbed even when walking on the street.
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At this moment, many senior disciples from various peaks gathered at Jinyang Peak, and their faces were not very good.
Although Yan Qing once emerged from Qing Shuang Peak, apart from Yan Qing, the entire Qing Shuang Peak, from the peak master to the disciples, was incompetent.
When Yan Qing was there, Qing Shuang Peak's status didn't improve much, and after Yan Qing left, its status declined even further. The entire Qing Shuang Peak was desolate from top to bottom, and Luan Zhenfeng only accepted two disciples in three consecutive years.
Back then, no one looked down on Qing Shuang Peak.
Whether it was the two new disciples or the twenty fellow disciples, they bullied them quite a bit.
But things are different today.
The Qing Shuang Peak disciples, whom they had once bullied at will, had gone to Ding Tian Academy for three years and had all transformed into Martial Spirits. This made those who had bullied Qing Shuang Peak start to panic, worried that they might seek revenge.
Therefore, they eagerly awaited the news from their junior brothers who went to gather information.
"They're back, they're back."
Everyone turned their attention to their junior brother, who had just returned with the information, and greeted him with warm and friendly smiles. "Junior brother, what did you find out?"
However, when the new disciples saw their faces, they were reminded of all the money they had spent and the gifts they had given over the years.
And what about the two people from Qing Shuang Peak?
"Wang Shi and Zhang Tie have just come out of Qing Shuang Peak."
The group told their fellow disciples, "They're very tight-lipped; they didn't say anything."
They only dared to think about the starkly different treatment their two senior brothers received, without saying a word. They simply deeply regretted not choosing Qing Shuang Peak in the first place.
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On the other side
Inside the main hall where the dean was located
As the saying goes, good news makes one feel refreshed. Luan Zhenfeng was beaming with joy and in high spirits. He swaggered into the main hall and said, "Senior brother, I have some amazing news to tell you!"
As he spoke, he took out the spiritual gold artifacts that his disciples had just given him. He deliberately placed them in front of his chest and on his shoulder, then waved them in the air several times, as if afraid that those around him wouldn't see them.
Looking at him like this, Lü Yun thought, "You've become so smug just because you got a magic artifact."
The other three peak masters also looked at him with considerable disdain.
Especially the peak master of Jinyang Peak.
He already had a grudge against Qing Shuang Peak, and now seeing Luan Zhenfeng, he felt that Luan Zhenfeng was acting like a petty person who had gotten his way. So what if he had improved his cultivation a bit after returning from Ding Tian Academy? If his disciples went, they wouldn't be any worse than those from Qing Shuang Peak.
"Thank goodness, it's all thanks to my filial disciple. He was fine when he went out, but when he came back, he presented me with all sorts of gifts, such as spirit stones, pills, and magical artifacts, as if he were presenting a treasure."
After a century, the day has finally come when Luan Zhenfeng has the chance to show off his disciples, so he's bound to flaunt it.
But some people just can't stand this kind of showing off.
"The disciples of Qing Shuang Peak went out and had many fortuitous encounters, showing signs of a complete transformation."
Lei Shizhong, the peak master of Jinyang Peak, looked at Luan Zhenfeng coldly and said, "Why don't we let them compete with the other disciples of the academy and have a good spar?"
"Uh... this Qing Shuang Peak disciple just returned, and must be exhausted from the long journey, so let's not go."
Seeing that things were not going well, Dean Lü Yun stepped forward to smooth things over.
Lei Shizhong disliked Luan Zhenfeng, and Luan Zhenfeng, in turn, disliked him just as much. Having endured so much resentment for so many years, he was holding back a lot of anger. "Not bad, I'm also curious to see what kind of things these little brats have learned outside."
It's just a friendly exchange.
Let's send Old Eleven to charge!
If Old Eleven can't win, just bring out that brat Yan Qing; he's already won a lot anyway.
"Then best two out of three?"
"Can."
"There's no time like the present, let's do it today."
Lei Shizhong set a time, "with the dean acting as referee."
"OK."
Luan Zhenfeng tucked his hands into his robes and said, "Whatever you say."
Before the senior brothers of Qing Shuang Peak could even finish tidying up their own courtyards, they were taken to the Dean's Hall for a duel.
Upon hearing this, almost all the inner disciples of the Holy Capital Academy came to watch, all eager to see just how powerful the newly returned Qing Shuang Peak disciples were now.
The training ground in the Dean's Hall was surrounded by layers of people.
The dean and the four peak masters were all present, making the occasion even more formal.
"Senior brother, our master is getting a bit too cocky."
The second senior brother stood behind and complained to the eldest senior brother.
They just got back and they're already setting them up for a fight? Is this how a master should act?
"Yeah, it would be incredibly embarrassing to lose this time." The nineteenth disciple nodded, holding a chicken. As the disciple with the lowest cultivation level, he knew he had no chance in the competition anyway.
"Should we send Old Eleven out for the first game?"
The second senior brother and the eldest senior brother whispered to each other.
The four peak masters within the Holy Capital Academy are only at the Martial Grandmaster level. Given the eleventh prince's cultivation, he could easily defeat any of them.
"If it starts off strong, won't it feel like it's all anticlimactic?"
The eldest brother's idea was to have the eleventh brother be the grand finale.
"What kind of trump card is this? It would be truly embarrassing if we lost the first game."
The second senior brother retorted from the side, "We should show them our strength in the first match, let them know what it means to crush them."
The two elder brothers had a conflict of interest, and the eldest brother looked at the eleventh brother, "Eleventh brother, what about you?"
"I'll be the first one."
The eleventh brother hesitated for a moment before answering.
"See, great minds think alike."
The second senior brother patted him on the shoulder with great satisfaction.
"No, I saw my former creditor."
Eleventh Senior Brother shifted his gaze away from the eye contact he had just made, and then slowly said, "Hurry up and finish the competition to pay back the money, lest they ruin my reputation at Holy Capital Academy every day."
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