The mountain rises high into the clouds, like a barrier connecting heaven and earth, stretching across the earth and between heaven and earth.

As a result, pedestrians walking down the mountain can only see half of the steep cliff when they look up.

The other half of the mountain has already extended into the clouds and is shrouded in mist.

And Dingyue Zong was at the top of Poyue Peak, overlooking the land of Wudong like an emperor.

At this time, deep in the Dingyue Sect, in the ancient and solemn hall.

An old man with a broken arm knelt in front of the temple, heartbroken.

On the chair in the hall, there was a figure shrouded in a layer of white mist. Only a tall outline was vaguely visible, and his true appearance could not be seen.

The pressure emanating from the mist alone was enough to make the old man below dare not look directly at it.

A sigh came from the fog.

The man in the fog spoke in a heavy voice, reverberating throughout the hall: "Brother Dai, you have lost your beloved disciple. This sect master can understand your pain."

"But the competition for the Hidden Dragon Ranking is a game for the younger generation. Lu Wenji lost because he was not as skilled as others."

"If you take action, won't my Dingyue Sect be laughed at by the cultivation world? You are bullying the weak with your might?"

Senior Brother Dai had gray hair and was somewhat timid about the being hidden in the mist. The death of his beloved disciple Lu Wenji had made him no longer care about that. He responded hastily, "Master, the immortal seedling of my sect was killed. If we don't fight back, the dignity of our sect will be gone."

"Of course people must be killed, but not by you." The leader of Dingyue Sect tapped the chair lightly, as if he was giving orders.

About three breaths.

Tap, tap, tap! Gentle footsteps sounded from the hall, and a handsome young man in white stepped into the hall.

With each step he took, his movements seemed neither fast nor slow, but his figure flashed continuously, and in a moment he stood next to the old man.

The visitor first bowed to the seat, then bowed to the old man. His expression was calm, his eyes were as bright as torches, and his pupils were as dazzling as the sun.

He had a handsome face and was dressed in white. Although he was only in his early twenties, he had an extraordinary bearing.

His every move is light and effortless, and he seems otherworldly and detached from the mundane world.

As soon as the visitor appeared in the hall, everyone's eyes in the hall subconsciously focused on him.

Even the leader of Dingyue Sect, who was hidden in the mist, nodded frequently when he looked at the young man.

Senior Brother Dai even returned the salute with one hand, without showing any arrogance at all because of his status as an elder.

"Lingxi!" The sect leader called out the young man's name softly.

The visitor was none other than Lingxi, the number one prodigy in Wudong, also known as the Dragon Head, who was at the top of the Hidden Dragon List.

Born like a banished immortal, born extraordinary.

He is the first extraordinary talent in Wudong in the past hundred years to enter the realm of ascension before the age of twenty.

"I already know what the Sect Master and Elder Dai said." Ling Xi didn't wait for the Sect Master of Dingyue Sect to speak, his gentle voice had already poured out words that were pleasing to the ears and eyes.

"Disciple will go down the mountain right now."

"Good!" The leader of Dingyue Sect nodded with satisfaction. He liked Lingxi not only because of his talent, but also because of his kind heart.

"I don't know whether Elder Dai is going to live or die." Ling Xi looked at Elder Dai with eyes as bright as the scorching sun, and there was a light in his pupils like the morning light of the rising sun.

The latter was so scared that he didn't dare to look at him. He looked away and said in a very cold voice: "I want him to die!"

As soon as Elder Dai finished speaking, the voice of the sect leader in the hall suddenly interrupted him.

"Bring him back alive."

Elder Dai paused, but since the sect leader had spoken, he did not dare to refute and could only remain silent.

Lingxi didn't ask any more questions, but nodded carefully and replied without hesitation: "Okay!"

After saying this, he bowed again towards the hall, and then his figure disappeared in the hall, leaving only the sound of his voice in the hall before he left.

"Half a month later, the disciple returned with Kong Ju."

After Lingxi left, behind the rising mist, Sect Master Dingyue suddenly called out to Elder Dai: "Senior Brother Dai!"

"Please give your orders, Sect."

"Choose two experts in lifting the wheels, and follow Lingxi. If anyone from the Cangwu sect tries to stop us, kill them without mercy."

"Half a month later, I must see Kong Jue."

Elder Dai didn't know why the sect leader was so obsessed with keeping Kong Ju alive.

But since he has spoken, I certainly cannot disobey.

I could only obey the order and leave.

In the empty hall, only the leader of Dingyue Sect, who was hidden in the mist, chuckled twice.

He didn't seem to be sad at all because of Lu Wenji's death.

On the other side, the Cangwu School.

In the Qingcang Palace, Huangfu Ying slowly put down the information in his hand and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was pondering something.

Shi Jinchi stood next to the seat, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Seeing that Huangfu Ying's attitude was unclear, he immediately spoke tentatively: "Master, this Kong Ju has caused a big disaster. We must call him back quickly to prevent the Dingyue Sect from destroying our immortal seedlings."

Huangfu Ying did not respond to Shi Jinchi immediately. After thinking for two or three breaths, he suddenly smiled.

He said to Shi Jinchi, "Where is Zong Changsong?"

"Let him come out of seclusion. How can the enlightenment between life and death come faster than the closed-door practice?" Huangfu Ying said softly: "As the first inner sect disciple, he has not tried the sword properly since entering the Ascension Wheel. Let him go on this trip."

"Zong Changsong is indeed qualified for this task, but isn't he one person too little? If Dingyue Sect becomes desperate and disregards the rules, I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it alone."

Shi Jinchi still felt that this was not safe enough, so he continued, "Why not call He Xijin as well?"

"No need." Huangfu Ying simply responded with two words and said no more.

Shi Jinchi wanted to say something many times but hesitated, but even with Huangfu Ying's temperament, he could only say goodbye and hurried to find Zong Changsong.

Not long after Shi Jinchi left, Dong Xian's figure arrived in front of the hall silently.

Huangfu Ying didn't even raise his head, but just responded: "This kid Kong Ju has caused me a big disaster, come back and deal with him properly."

Dongxian glanced at Huangfu Ying and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was smiling, but he hid it well.

"I'm so happy inside, so stop pretending."

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The moment Dongxian finished speaking.

"Hahaha!" Huangfu Ying's hearty laughter erupted from the Qingcang Palace.

Then came Huangfu Ying's cheerful voice.

"That stinky boy Kong Ju actually killed Lu Wenji, which was considered as a way for this Sect Leader to vent his anger."

"That bastard Dai Weiye almost killed me back then. After you cut off one of his arms, you stayed in Dingyue Sect and refused to come out."

"Originally, because he had no way to avenge his vengeance, he didn't expect me, the Cangwu sect's disciples, to kill his most proud disciple, thus cutting off his inheritance."

Huangfu Ying was in a very happy mood and chattered to himself for a while.

Dong Xian was more concerned about other issues. After Huangfu Ying stopped talking, he asked, "Are you only sending Zong Changsong?"

"That's your disciple, why are you so unconfident?" Huangfu Ying glanced at Dongxian with a smile.

"Record it in name." Dongxian carefully pointed out the mistakes in Huangfu Ying's words.

Huangfu Ying disagreed and replied calmly: "Don't worry, the battle for the Hidden Dragon Ranking is always between juniors. Kong Ju killed Lu Wenji with his strength, which makes sense."

"As long as Dingyue Sect is not crazy, they will not tear their faces with us because of this. After all, our Cangwu Sect is no longer the Cangwu Sect of 20 years ago. He can't control us at will."

"Maintaining a semblance of peace is good for both them and us."

At this point, Huangfu Yingwen paused, and his deep eyes swept towards His Highness's Dongxian, and then he said what the Dingyue Sect might do: "So they will only send Lingxi, and they can only send Lingxi."

"Zong Changsong can't beat Lingxi." Dongxian said very confidently: "He's almost there."

"I didn't say that he must win." Huangfu Ying let out a breath, and his tone suddenly became low.

"Kong Ju has grown up too fast, and he has never failed. It's a good thing to be full of vigor and vitality, but he is young and will become arrogant if he doesn't face some setbacks."

"This time, let's use Ding Yue Zong's hand to temper his temper and dampen his arrogance. If he suffers a little loss now, we old guys still have room to maneuver. If he falls in the future, it will be difficult to get up again."

"As long as Zong Changsong can hold Lingxi back, it will be fine. Let Kong Ju see that there are always people who are better than you."

Dongxian's eyes flickered with surprise after hearing Huangfu Ying's words.

He had never seen Huangfu Ying care so much about any disciple other than his daughter.

"You..." Dongxian seemed to have noticed something. He uttered a word lightly but did not finish his words.

Huangfu Ying smiled slightly and did not respond.

Suddenly Huangfu Ying frowned, as if he had thought of something. He tapped lightly on the armrest of the seat with his white fingers, and his eyes flashed with some strange light.

"wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Dongxian asked back.

Huangfu Ying's expression suddenly became serious. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out from the hall.

On the other hand, Dongxian was already pretending to listen, and it was obvious that he heard Huangfu Ying's voice in his ears.

Huangfu Ying didn't know what he said, and the atmosphere in Qingcang Palace suddenly became solemn.

After listening to Huangfu Ying's narration, Dong Xian's sharp eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he immediately responded: "In that case, I have to go there."

"Thank you for your hard work. I will only feel at ease if you go with me." Huangfu Ying nodded solemnly.

Dongxian acted decisively and left as soon as he said he would, leaving Huangfu Ying sitting in the Qingcang Palace with his eyes slightly closed and a look of fatigue on his face.

"I hope I'm overthinking it."

"Nowadays, all the immortals from various sects have emerged in Wudong, just like the prosperous times of Wudong twenty years ago when many geniuses emerged."

"At first I thought it was Miao Jiang's work, but after thinking about it carefully, I realized there was something fishy going on. There must be someone behind the scenes fanning the flames."

"What the outcome will be depends on what the Yue clan's next move will be."

…

As he pondered, a trace of melancholy suddenly appeared on Huangfu Ying's face: "Han Xi, if you were still alive, how would you feel when you saw this prosperous era?"

Han Xi was the first person to stand out from the many geniuses in Wudong twenty years ago.

He was also the first person of that generation to reach the realm of life, and his talent was unprecedented.

(End of this chapter)