Jiang Deng looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ying Yubing walking slowly towards him.
"Little Master."
The two disciples of the Paradise Palace hurriedly saluted. With Ying Yubing's testimony, they did not dare to question Jiang Deng's identity. They shouted in unison, "Hello, Master Jiang Feng."
Jiang Deng raised his eyebrows slightly and brought up the past. "Didn't you guys just refuse to acknowledge me? And what are you saying? If I'm the Peak Master of the Taichu Sword Sect, then you're the Young Master of the Blissful Palace?"
"Well……"
The two disciples looked at each other.
Hearing this, Ying Yubing's face also showed some displeasure. Looking at the disciple who spoke, he asked, "Do we look alike?"
"Of course not!" the disciple said flatteringly, "Young Master, you are so handsome and elegant! How dare we look like you?"
Ying Yubing twitched the corner of his lips, and said with a forced smile, "Then why did I just hear someone say that he is my brother?"
"Young Master, it's all my fault for being mean. Please be magnanimous and don't take it to heart!"
"And Master Jiang Feng, we were all wrong just now."
The two disciples apologized while slapping themselves in the face, and soon their faces turned red.
Jiang Deng couldn't bear to watch this and immediately advised, "How can you hurt someone by just hitting them with your hands? We are cultivators, we should add spiritual power to our hands and use it to slap them. That way, the slap will be loud enough!"
Two disciples: "...Yes."
Accompanied by the crackling sound of slaps, Jiang Deng and Ying Yubing started talking.
Jiang Deng raised his head towards the crowd in front of him and asked curiously, "What's going on? Why are all the disciples from your sect gathered outside?"
Ying Yubing explained, "The Sect Leader is very serious about this sect ranking competition and wants to come and watch. He said he'll be coming today, so all the disciples are coming out to greet him."
"Master?"
Jiang Deng's mouth twitched, "Don't tell me it's the Territory Lord, Murong Feiran."
Ying Yubing nodded. "Indeed, it was with the support of the leader that the Paradise Palace became the second largest sect in the Feiran Spiritual Realm. Naturally, everyone in the Paradise Palace attaches great importance to the leader's visit."
Hearing this, Jiang Deng's eyes flashed.
"The leader is here!"
Accompanied by a loud shout.
At the end of the sight, a group of people in white appeared, including men and women, some handsome and some beautiful, who were surrounding a sedan chair.
This sedan chair is obviously a spiritual weapon. Not only is it gorgeous in shape, but it can also float and move in the air without anyone carrying it.
The veil fluttered, revealing the man in the sedan chair.
The man was about twenty years old, wearing an elegant purple robe, barefoot, and half lying in a leisurely posture, with several beautiful maids serving him.
He has a handsome appearance, a little bit feminine, with a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows. He looks unruly and suave.
At this moment, he is hugging women on both sides and is very happy.
It was Murong Feiran, the fourth disciple who killed her!
Jiang Deng clenched her fists suddenly. This man had killed her in such a heinous act, but instead of feeling guilty, he seemed to be living a comfortable life!
The hatred in his eyes seemed to transform into two sharp rays of light, shooting straight at Murong Feiran in the sedan chair.
"Um?"
Feeling the strong hostility, Murong Feiran on the sedan chair frowned and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of Jiang Deng.
What came into view were rows of Taichu Sword Sect disciples kneeling on one knee. They didn't even dare to raise their heads, and shouted in unison: "Welcome, Master!"
The voices were all in unison, and it was obvious that they expressed their heartfelt respect for him as the leader.
There was nothing wrong. Could it be that he was wrong just now?
"Master, what's wrong?"
The maid serving beside her asked in a gentle voice.
Murong Feiran pushed away the doubt from his heart, curled his lips and smiled, "Nothing, Qiaoyue, remember to accompany me tonight."
"Hate~" Qiao Yue blushed.
The two of them entered the Paradise Palace while flirting with each other.
"call……"
After watching the people from the Paradise Cult leave, Ying Yubing breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she pulled Jiang Deng up and said, "How dare you look directly at the Cult Leader just now? If he had found out, you'd be finished."
Fortunately, she realized something was wrong just now and quickly pulled Jiang Deng to squat down with the crowd, so she was not exposed.
Jiang Deng's expression was gloomy and unclear. "How could he kill me in public?"
Unexpectedly, Ying Yubing nodded and said, "Yes, the leader is a vindictive person. Anyone who dares to offend him will have grass several feet high on his grave."
“…”
Jiang Deng thought to herself that it seemed that her fourth disciple was really no good and she had to hurry up and clean up the mess!
Once she entered the Paradise Palace and figured out the route, she would disguise herself as Ye Guchen and get close to Murong Feiran to see if there was any chance she could strike...
"Sister!"
Jiang Zhiling's excited voice sounded, with a hint of panting in it, and it seemed that she had come all the way here in a hurry.
"Zhiling? Why are you here just now?"
Jiang Deng looked back and saw that Jiang Zhiling's clothes were slightly damaged, which was obviously the trace left by a fight. However, she was not injured, and her aura was condensed.
It is obviously a sign of entering the Jindan realm!
Seeing this, Jiang Deng frowned slightly, "Could it be that someone is chasing you?"
Jiang Zhiling nodded and said honestly, "Ah, I couldn't beat him at first, but then I entered the Jindan realm during the battle, and then I killed him."
"Wow, Zhiling, you are so awesome. I really admire you." Jiang Deng couldn't help but touch Jiang Zhiling's head and praised her sincerely.
"hey-hey……"
Jiang Zhiling smiled sheepishly, "Who made him discover us? I definitely won't let him interfere with your plans, sister!"
Seeing the good relationship between the Jiang Deng sisters, Ying Yubing's eyes flashed with envy, but then she suppressed it and said, "I'll take you to the residence of the Taichu Sword Sect disciples."
"Please lead the way, Yubing."
Ying Yubing smiled and said, "Nothing, just follow me."
With Ying Yubing leading the way, Jiang Deng and Jiang Zhiling arrived at their destination smoothly. During the journey, Jiang Deng did not forget to ask Ying Yubing about Murong Feiran's residence.
In this sect ranking battle, except for the disciples of the Paradise Palace, the participating disciples of other sects all lived in the Wangxian Tower on the west side.
This building is about a hundred feet high and has several floors. People from each sect live on a separate floor. In order to express their importance to the Taichu Sword Sect, the Jile Fairy Palace has set their residence on the top floor.
Jiang Deng, who had been climbing the stairs for a long time, said: "..."
There is no need for such attention, or rather, this is not the attention of the Paradise Palace, but revenge, right?
As the three of them climbed up the stairs, they saw the door in front of them suddenly pushed open.
Feng Jiuyou walked out, shouting angrily, "I won't be in the same group with Lin Jun! Whoever wants to be in the same group with him, go ahead!"
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