Chapter 69 Lao Tzu scolded her, but forgot about you, huh?
at the same time.
For Yan Qiubai, a Nascent Soul cultivator, traversing the Spirit Continent in the form of light was nothing more than a basic operation.
At this moment, he had arrived at the mountain gate of the Tianyan Sect.
Tianyan Sect is undoubtedly the top sect in Lingzhou.
The continuous fairy mountains float above the sea of clouds, with magnificent palaces and pavilions scattered among the towering cliffs. The glazed tiles shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight, and runes appeared and disappeared on the huge white jade square. The spiritual energy was so dense that it almost solidified into a tangible mist.
However, beneath this magnificent and imposing appearance lies a deeply ingrained hierarchical system.
The disciples coming and going all wore the same style of Taoist robes, and their movements were disciplined and orderly. Even their eye contact carried a deliberate respect and distance. The huge sect exuded an undeniable pressure and coldness from top to bottom.
Lingxiao Zhenren failed his tribulation, and his cultivation level was reduced to the early stage of Mahayana. He is currently in seclusion deep in the forbidden area to heal his injuries, and no one is allowed to disturb him.
Although the other elders from the various peaks have emerged from seclusion one after another, most of them are still in a state of quiet recuperation.
After all, in the great battle with the Otherworld Demon Realm some time ago, although the Tianyan Sect finally succeeded in taking over the top-level secret realm "Nine Netherworld Abyss", the price they paid was devastating, and they suffered heavy losses.
Yan Qiubai had a clear goal. He didn't bother to visit the elders who were still "resting" in the main hall. With a flicker of his figure, he appeared like a ghost at Tingtaoping, where the inner disciples usually gathered.
At this moment, the atmosphere on Tingtaoping was just right.
Dressed in pure white, Yun Wan'er sat before a jade table, her slender fingers plucking the strings of an antique zither.
Gu Xuanchen sat not far from her, relaxed, his gaze gently falling on her.
The sound of the zither was melodious, like flowing water and a clear spring.
Surrounded by many inner disciples, each with just the right amount of envy and flattery on their faces.
A female disciple covered her mouth and chuckled: "Junior Sister Wan'er's zither playing is truly otherworldly. No wonder even Senior Brother Gu was captivated by it."
"More than just musical skills."
Someone immediately chimed in, their tone full of admiration: "Junior Sister Wan'er truly lives up to her reputation as a cultivation prodigy personally selected by the Sect Leader! Did you know? She broke through the Qi Refining bottleneck in just two short days, and now she's already at the second level of Foundation Establishment!"
"Such progress is extremely rare among the younger generation in the entire Lingzhou. Their future achievements are limitless!"
"That's right, that's right."
Another disciple nodded repeatedly, his gaze sweeping ambiguously between Gu Xuanchen and Yun Wan'er. "Such a wonderful person, naturally only someone with Gu's extraordinary talent can be a match for her."
"Hey, I heard that before his tribulation, Master Lingxiao summoned Senior Brother Gu, and it seems... he gave Senior Brother Gu the mining rights to the top-tier Xuanqiong Crystal Vein that the sect controls?"
Upon hearing this, a collective gasp of astonishment rippled through the crowd.
Mysterious Crystal Vein!
That's a top-tier mine that can produce the finest spirit stones!
Its value is enough to make any major sect envious and its heart race!
The disciple, his face filled with undisguised envy, continued, "It seems that the Master is making ample preparations for the upcoming Cloud Platform Immortal Market in Liuyunchuan, so that Senior Brother Gu can focus on collecting worldly treasures for Junior Sister Wan'er without any worries."
As Yun Wan'er listened to these flattering and envious words, she maintained her gentle and quiet smile, lowering her head slightly as if she were shy.
However, the slight upturn of her lips and the fleeting smugness and satisfaction in the depths of her eyes betrayed the fact that she was already overjoyed.
The Xuanqiong Crystal Vein, Senior Brother Gu's affection, and the admiration of her fellow disciples—all of these things brought her immense pleasure.
However, this idyllic and harmonious scene hadn't even had a chance to be fully depicted—
"Zheng!!"
A deafening sound of tearing silk suddenly rang out.
A leg gust of wind, carrying violent spiritual energy, swept across like a battering sledgehammer without warning, striking the valuable zither with perfect accuracy!
boom!
The exquisite zither body shattered into pieces in an instant, the strings snapped, and wood chips and jade fragments flew everywhere. The powerful impact even shook a hideous crack into the jade table!
Caught off guard, Yun Wan'er screamed as she was pulled backward by the force. If Gu Xuanchen hadn't reacted quickly and caught her, she would have rolled to the ground on the spot.
"ah--!"
The surrounding disciples were so frightened that they cried out in alarm and retreated in unison.
Amidst the swirling sawdust and dust, Yan Qiubai's figure stood like a demon.
He didn't even glance at the shattered zither or the terrified Yun Wan'er. His sharp, hawk-like phoenix eyes, now brimming with undisguised ferocity, were fixed on Yun Wan'er's face, which had instantly lost all color and was filled with fear.
Qingyi is currently living a life of hardship in some remote corner of Lingzhou, while what about this woman?
"Kneel down."
Yan Qiubai's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a knife tempered with ice, carrying the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and it landed heavily on Yun Wan'er's pale face.
The air seemed to freeze instantly, the lingering notes of the piano music were completely crushed, leaving only a suffocating silence.
Yun Wan'er's pupils contracted sharply, and before shock could fully spread across her face—
"What does Junior Uncle mean by this?!"
Gu Xuanchen stepped forward, firmly protecting Yun Wan'er behind him.
His jaw was clenched, his eyes sharp, and he met Yan Qiubai's gaze without flinching, his voice accusatory: "What did Wan'er do wrong that warrants the wrath of the Enforcement Hall?! To make her kneel in public?!"
He straightened his back, trying to create a protective barrier to safeguard his pure and innocent junior sister Wan'er, as well as his own dignity as the chief disciple of the Tianyan Sect.
Yan Qiu didn't even lift her eyelids, her gaze lazily sweeping from Yun Wan'er's pitiful face to Gu Xuanchen's face, which was full of "hero protecting beauty".
"Oh."
A short, sharp laugh, laced with undisguised sarcasm.
Immediately afterwards—
"Smack!"
Yan Qiubai swung his hand back and delivered a solid, precise slap to Gu Xuanchen's proud, handsome face!
"You've forgotten about me while I was cursing her, haven't you?"
Yan Qiubai flicked his wrist, staring intently at Gu Xuanchen's disheveled face: "So eager to join in the fun? Fine, you fucking kneel down with me too."
"hiss--!"
The surrounding disciples all gasped in shock, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets!
Gu Xuanchen! He is the sect leader's most valued personal disciple, and the future heir to the sect!
Has Junior Uncle gone mad?!
Several quick-thinking inner disciples, seeing that Yan Qiubai even dared to hit Senior Brother Gu, instinctively wanted to slip away and call for reinforcements.
One of the quickest to react, barely moving his toes, looked directly toward the main peak—he had to hurry and fetch Elder Qingxuan!
Elder Qingxuan is the head of the Weapon Refining Pavilion and also Yan Qiubai's senior brother. Usually, when this junior uncle goes berserk and acts crazy, it is Elder Qingxuan who forcibly suppresses him!
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