On Shuiyun Peak.
After the food was served, the two couldn't wait. As soon as they took a bite, Zhao Yuwei frowned.
"Junior brother, this doesn't taste as good as yours!"
Xiao Feng agreed wholeheartedly, but at least the food was enough to fill their stomachs, and besides, they could see the graceful figure of Senior Sister Jin Baimeng. Those who came here to eat had ulterior motives.
After a hearty meal, Xiao Feng wore a satisfied expression, while Zhao Yuwei took out a cloth and wiped her mouth clean.
"Junior brother, let's go!"
As soon as the two stood up, a thought flashed through Xiao Feng's mind—a matter he had forgotten.
"Oh no, senior sister, we have to pack up the rest and take them back!"
Zhao Yuwei was somewhat confused.
"There aren't any animals on the mountain, so who are we going to give the leftover food to?"
Xiao Feng said meaningfully, "Senior Sister, there's another guest on the mountain today!"
Zhao Yuwei was shocked. After being busy all day, she had completely forgotten about Yueyang on the mountain.
"No need to pack it up! Senior Sister Bai Meng, just another serving of the same food!"
"No need, Senior Sister Bai Meng!" Xiao Feng quickly called out to Zhao Yuwei, "There's enough left over!"
Zhao Yuwei felt somewhat guilty, after all, Yueyang stayed on the mountain to do things for her Qingfeng, and it wasn't right to let him eat the leftovers.
"This might not be appropriate!"
"There's nothing wrong with it, Senior Sister. Senior Brother Yue isn't picky about food!"
Thinking of how Yueyang had so fondly finished the food Zhao Yuwei had left over that day, Xiao Feng couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
"Don't worry, senior sister, I'll just process it when I get back!"
On Divine Sword Peak.
Ling Yongchang, dressed in white, stood opposite Lin Yuan, the peak master of Divine Sword Peak, as the mountain wind blew him about.
"Disciple!" After a long silence, Lin Yuan finally spoke: "Is what you said true?"
"Master, it's absolutely true. Xu Qiao was injured by that new disciple from Qingfeng. His physical condition is such that it will probably take him at least half a month to recover!"
Lin Yuan gasped. This was quite a strange thing. Although Xu Qiao wasn't his most outstanding disciple, he was still capable of advancing to the Golden Core stage, so his strength wasn't bad.
It's impossible for him to be injured by a newly joined disciple. At most, Xiao Feng has only been cultivating for half a month.
Even the most exceptional genius can only barely reach the threshold of Foundation Establishment. How could someone with such a vast difference in cultivation level possibly lose?
"Master, what should we do about this?"
After a long silence, Lin Yuan seemed to have made up his mind: "Forget it, let's ignore him!"
in spite of?
For a moment, Ling Yongchang even thought he had misheard.
After all, the disciples of Divine Sword Peak had been beaten by a mere brat, and everyone was losing face. It was clearly time for them to take revenge, so how could they ignore it?
"master..."
Ling Yongchang wanted to offer some further advice, but Lin Yuan simply shook his head.
"You good-for-nothing! You were severely injured by a junior brother, and you still want your master to stand up for you? I said I'm not going to get involved, and that means I'm not going to get involved!"
Upon hearing this, Ling Yongchang sighed and could only reveal this more valuable information.
"Master, what if that brat takes the Flowing Light Sword with him?"
Flowing Light Sword?
Upon hearing these three words, Lin Yuan gasped. This was a treasure of Divine Sword Peak, containing extremely terrifying power. Even peak masters like them would have to put in considerable effort to forcibly take it.
"How is that possible? How could a disciple with mixed spiritual roots possibly make the Flowing Light Sword obey him?"
Ling Yongchang shook his head, but still felt that the sword should belong to him, so he couldn't help but urge him on.
“Master, no matter what insidious methods he used, those are still treasures of our peak. It would be too shameful for them to be taken away by disciples from other peaks like this.”
Lin Yuan slowly raised his head and gave his personal disciple a meaningful look.
Ling Yongchang's meaning was crystal clear: he wanted to use his status as the master of one peak to forcefully oppress the disciples of Qingfeng and take back the Liuguang Sword.
This is indeed a feasible plan, but Lin Yuan, as the master of a peak, cannot do something so shameful.
"No need!" Lin Yuan ultimately refused the request. After all, as the peak master, he still had to save face: "Not only can I not take it, but you can't take it either. This is a rule left by the ancestor. Whoever takes it keeps it!"
Lin Yuan felt sorry for her when he said this, but it was a good way to win people's hearts. He would find a way to go to Yan Yun again later, and at worst give up some benefits. Then he would be able to trick her into giving back the Flowing Light Sword.
After all, Yan Yun had no reason to offend herself for the sake of a disciple she had never even met.
Seeing that his master was determined to do things his own way, Ling Yongchang couldn't help but grit his teeth and nod in agreement.
Above the Spirit Sword Sect.
After being lectured by Xiao Feng, the sword spirit of the Flowing Light Sword finally recognized Zhao Yuwei, and Zhao Yuwei then flew on the sword, performing tricks above the sect.
Seeing the bursts of light and color in the sky, the disciples, who were initially unaware of the truth, thought they had encountered some kind of celestial phenomenon.
Some impatient individuals even knelt down in worship.
"Don't kneel! It looks like someone is flying on a sword, that's..."
"Flowing Light Sword!"
The moment these words were spoken, those kneeling figures couldn't help but jump up. The biggest news from the Spirit Sword Sect recently was that the Flowing Light Sword, which had been dormant for five hundred years, had recognized a master.
Now, everyone wants to see who the true owner of the Flowing Light Sword is.
"Could it be an elder from one of the peaks?"
"Are there any body cultivators out there who can help us take a look?"
However, even those who cultivate their physical abilities might not be able to see clearly who is riding the sword from a height of a hundred feet.
The disciples quickly started discussing it again.
"Could it be the peak master of Divine Sword Peak? In the entire Spirit Sword Sect, apart from him, I reckon the Flowing Light Sword wouldn't recognize anyone else as its master!"
"It could also be Sect Master Si Tianyi. After all, he is incredibly powerful; drawing his sword wouldn't be difficult for him."
Fiery Peak.
"Who is that? How dare they openly fly a sword above the sect!"
"Exactly, this is just so rude!"
"I heard the Flowing Light Sword was pulled out. Could it be that brat Ling Yongchang? He's really gone too far! Even if he's arrogant, he can't break the rules!"
In an instant, the elders from all the peaks gathered together and headed to the council hall.
The council hall is where the major peaks of the sect discuss sect affairs, and it also holds absolute authority over all disciples of the sect.
Even the sect leader's personal disciple, if he makes a mistake, will be brought here and thoroughly criticized by the elders.
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