Until the fourth day of the first month of autumn, my junior sister's cultivation level was still at the peak of the Yellow Millet Realm, and she had not yet broken through this step.
Although compared to everyone else in the Ruthless Sect, it was still exceptionally fast.
But it wasn't as exaggerated as it seemed, which calmed Li Xiaoyao and Su Muchen down. They forced themselves to believe that their junior sister was probably stronger at the beginning but weaker later on.
For several days, the broadcast in Ye Tian's mind had not contained any information about his junior sister.
He had no idea what his junior sister was cultivating during her seclusion.
However, something big happened that day that made Ye Tian happy.
The old monster from the Heavenly Blade Sect is coming to challenge Master Wuchen Daoren, saying he wants to save face for Chen Sheng.
The old monster's name is Chen Tiannan.
The master from a hundred years ago is now over 150 years old.
His qi and blood are still strong, but he doesn't usually go out into the world.
When they attacked Wuchen Daoren, they showed no mercy.
Master had never broken through to the Heavenly Mystic Realm, and was completely powerless against Chen Tiannan.
He was beaten so badly that he ran away with his head in his hands, tears streaming down his face.
Sobbing and begging for mercy.
Chen Tiannan slapped him away three times with his knife before threateningly saying, "If you dare to touch my grand-disciple again, I'll break your legs!"
Under this threat, Daoist Wuchen whimpered and hid in the back mountain.
Of course, apart from Ye Tian, who secretly went to check after hearing the announcement, no one else noticed any of this.
Just then, the fellow disciples heard the commotion and all ran to the back mountain.
I saw my master, who was bruised and battered, yet pretended to be a reclusive master.
"Master, are you alright?" Gu Nishang asked hurriedly.
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