Just then, an elder from the Iron Sword Sect rushed in in a panic.
He scrambled to the Iron Sword Sect Master, terrified, and cried out, "Sect Master, something terrible has happened!"
Seeing his elder's behavior, the Iron Sword Sect Master nearly choked with anger. He said with exasperation, "To be so rude in front of guests is truly disgraceful. What kind of behavior is this?"
The elder of the Iron Sword Sect looked at his sect leader in astonishment: "Sect Leader... I..."
"Elder Yi, don't you have any manners?"
The Iron Sword Sect Master stared sharply at Elder Yi, his gaze like sharp blades scraping against his old face.
Elder Yi really wanted to curse, but due to the sect leader's authority, although he was extremely anxious, he could only obediently say, "Greetings, sect leader, valley master of Qiming Valley, sect master of Yanshen Sect, and mountain master of Wanyao Mountain."
Seeing that Elder Yi did not refute him and had performed the proper courtesies, the Iron Sword Sect Master resumed his usual approachable demeanor and asked indifferently, "What is it that is so important?"
You only just remembered that I had something to do?
Elder Yi cursed inwardly, then hurriedly said, "Sect Master, something terrible has happened! The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has attacked our door! We were caught off guard and suffered countless casualties!"
"Pfft..."
The Iron Sword Sect Master had just picked up his wine cup when he spat it out before he could even swallow. Forgetting all about saving face, he demanded, "The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect? They've come to our doorstep? How is this possible? A bunch of defeated soldiers, are you all useless? And so many have died!"
"Sect Master, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is treacherous and despicable. They ambushed us with poison. Please, Sect Master, quickly take charge of the situation," Elder Yi said with a look of grief and indignation.
The Iron Sword Sect Master's face was gloomy. He had no time to put on airs. With a few flashes, he disappeared from the courtyard.
The Lord of Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, the Lord of Qiming Valley, and the Lord of Yanshen Sect also disappeared in a hurry, leaving only Elder Yi watching their disappearing figures and muttering, "We are all good-for-nothings, and you are no better than us."
After saying that, he hurriedly chased after them.
"Zhang Wanshan, you still dare to come out and die? Instead of obediently hiding in the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and prolonging your life, then I will send you on your way."
Seeing that his disciples' faces were all black, clearly indicating they were severely poisoned and struggling to resist the attacks of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect disciples, the Iron Sword Sect Master spotted Zhang Wanshan in the crowd. As the saying goes, enemies meeting are especially hateful, so he immediately roared and channeled all his power, charging straight at Zhang Wanshan.
Zhang Wanshan was seriously injured at this time, and his strength had already been reduced to seventy or eighty percent. Knowing that he was no match for him, he still met him head-on without showing any weakness.
Unfortunately, while his courage was commendable, his strength was lacking. As soon as Zhang Wanshan made contact with the Iron Sword Sect Master's fist, he was punched and sent flying more than ten meters away, like a kite with a broken string, with bright red liquid gushing from his mouth.
"Useless trash, let me send you to the Western Paradise..."
The Iron Sword Sect Master sneered, then drew his sword from his waist and thrust it directly at Zhang Wanshan's chest.
"Vice Sect Master..."
Elder Wu of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was shocked when he saw this and rushed over to try to stop the Iron Sword Sect Master. However, the difference in their cultivation levels was too great. The Iron Sword Sect Master had already reached the fifth level of the Heavenly Gang Realm. How could he, with only the first level of the Heavenly Gang Realm, possibly stop him?
"Get out of here..."
With a single palm strike, the Iron Sword Sect Master sent Elder Wu flying, then charged toward Zhang Wanshan with an air of unstoppable force.
Zhang Wanshan quietly closed his eyes. He knew he really couldn't stop it, and sighed inwardly, "My life is over."
"You old dog! Get out of here!"
At this critical moment, Chen Ye stepped in front of Zhang Wanshan, caught the Iron Sword Sect Master's longsword with his bare hands, and then swept it across with a kick.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the Iron Sword Sect Master decisively withdrew more than ten meters away, coldly looking at Chen Ye and saying, "So you are the person behind the Myriad Poisons Sect?"
Chen Ye used silver needles to treat Zhang Wanshan, then put a pill into his mouth before turning around to look at the Iron Sword Sect Master and saying, "So what if it is?"
"With a mere second-level Heavenly Gang cultivation, how dare you be so arrogant? Hmph, you choose the path to hell when there is one." The Iron Sword Sect Master saw through Chen Ye's cultivation and felt relieved. He had thought Chen Ye was some great figure, but it turned out he was just an ignorant brat.
"These are the words I wanted to say to you."
Chen Ye scoffed at the Iron Sword Sect Master's words. If Shi Haichuan hadn't come, he wouldn't have been confident either, but with this silly younger brother, the Iron Sword Sect Master was no threat at all.
It should be noted that Mei Xianhai of Wanjian Manor was a sixth-level Heavenly Gang cultivator, yet he was killed with a single blow. Naturally, the Iron Sword Sect Master, a fifth-level Heavenly Gang cultivator, was no match for him.
"Old Iron Monster, this kid looks down on you!"
The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons Mountain also came over and stood side by side with the Lord of Iron Sword Sect.
"Old monster, stop talking nonsense. Haven't your disciples died at the hands of this brat?" The Iron Sword Sect Master was extremely displeased with the countless deaths and injuries of his disciples, and he showed no respect to the Lord of Ten Thousand Demon Mountain.
"What? Old Iron Monster, do you want to have a match?"
The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons Mountain was also very displeased and said irritably. He was also at the fifth level of the Heavenly Gang realm, and the two had been old enemies for many years. If it weren't for the orders from the superior, Holy Heaven Peak, he would never have colluded with this old monster.
"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" the Iron Sword Sect Master retorted without backing down.
"Alright, with a formidable enemy at hand, what are you two doing? Have you forgotten the Holy Envoy's instructions?" The Sect Master of the Divine Transformation Sect also walked over, his aura clearly stronger than that of the Iron Sword Sect Master and the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Master.
The two were somewhat wary of the Sect Master of the Divine Transformation Sect, so they didn't speak. Instead, they each snorted coldly and turned their gazes to Chen Ye.
"With such a lively occasion, how could I possibly be absent!"
The Valley Master of Qiming Valley walked over unhurriedly, fanning himself with a folding fan. He then looked Chen Ye up and down and said, "As expected, heroes emerge from among the young. At such a young age, you have already reached the second level of the Heavenly Gang realm. Not bad."
Seeing the Valley Master of Qiming's blatantly suggestive gaze, Chen Ye felt a chill run down his spine. Could this man, acting like a dog, be gay...?
"Master Qiming, don't forget what the Holy Envoy instructed: put away your filthy thoughts." The Sect Master of Yanshen glanced at Master Qiming with some disgust and warned him.
Chen Ye then confirmed his suspicions: this old bastard really is gay!
"What a handsome young man!" The Valley Master of Qiming looked at Chen Ye and chuckled.
The Iron Sword Sect Master and the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Master kept their distance from the Enlightenment Valley Master, feeling a chill run down their spines. Not only them, but almost everyone felt the same way—disgusted.
Chen Ye was even more immersed in the situation. He knew very well that he was no match for these old guys. There were three fifth-level Heavenly Gang cultivators, and the sect master of the Divine Transformation Sect was even more unfathomable.
However, as for my silly younger brother, hehe...
Chen Ye turned to look at Shi Haichuan and said, "Haichuan, go and beat that sissy old bastard to death."
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