Elder Jian Chen waited anxiously outside.
Disciples from some sects reappeared on the arena, but the Shushan Sword Sect was nowhere to be seen.
This gave him a bad feeling, and his heart jumped into his throat.
These are all the top talents of the Shushan Sword Sect in recent years. The loss of any one of them would be a significant blow to the sect.
This situation only improved after Zhu Yun, who had shown great promise, was released.
But what he said left Jian Chen and his disciples in disbelief.
"That guy named Ye Feng is wearing a Spirit Sealing Jade! He's actually a high-level Nascent Soul cultivator. He has a strange magic weapon that can break our weapons and knocked out the people from our four major sects. I estimate that people from other sects will come out one after another soon."
Junior Uncle, high-level Nascent Soul Realm?
Did they even knock out the people from the four major sects?
Did you mention the wrong sect?
Are there still people with the same name?
Not to mention the Guiyi Sect and other big shots, even the Sword Sect members found it hard to believe!
Jian Chen hurriedly transmitted his voice to his disciples: "Don't show any disbelief on your face, smile! Smile as if you're in complete control!"
After transmitting his thoughts, a faint smile appeared on his face, like that of a renowned general strategizing and winning battles from afar.
With Jian Chen's instructions, a group of disciples also began their performance.
Some people wore enigmatic smiles.
Some people sneered, as if to say that fortunes change and one should never underestimate a young person's potential.
Some people had expressionless faces, as if to say that this was nothing and that people shouldn't act like they'd never seen anything like this before.
Some people had an air of arrogance about them looking down on the world, and they glanced contemptuously at the disciples of the Guiyi Sect.
This series of actions did convince some of the disciples from the other sects that Zhu Yunfang believed his words.
Zhu Yun's release seemed to be a signal, and soon more than ten people came out one after another.
Without exception, they were all "outstanding talents".
Without exception, they all said that Ye Feng knocked on it.
Looking at her aggrieved expression, she resembled a young wife who had been seduced and then abandoned.
Jian Chen could no longer hide his excitement.
To be in the top three, or even first place!
If this news gets back to the sect, how triumphant it will be!
How did that kid do it? It's unbelievable!
The bigwigs of various sects were also incredulous.
It has always been a rule that sword cultivators experience slow progress in the early stages of their cultivation.
The sudden appearance of a high-level sword cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage with less than 50 years of cultivation is an extraordinary event!
The leaders of the various factions exchanged glances, and an undercurrent quietly began to stir.
A short while later, newcomers began to appear on the stage again.
The fifteen members of the second-tier sects appeared on the arena almost simultaneously.
These people were all injured, but they seemed to be in better condition than the disciples of top sects like Guiyi Sect.
Immediately afterwards, people from the Duanshui Sect and Qingyun Temple appeared on the arena one after another.
Ye Feng, however, did not appear.
This caused Jian Chen and his disciples great anxiety.
Although everyone said that this junior uncle was displaying great power, they were still on tenterhooks until they saw him in person.
This agonizing ordeal lasted for a full twenty minutes before the light finally began to fall again on the arena.
A tall and imposing figure gradually appeared; who else could it be but Ye Feng?
A huge cheer erupted from the area where the Shushan Sword Sect was located.
"Junior Uncle is awesome! I want to have your babies!"
"Long live Junior Uncle! May you sweep away all enemies in the world!"
Then, the noise gradually subsided.
Because on the stage, he was all alone.
A gloomy atmosphere hung over everyone's hearts.
Senior Brother Jueming, Senior Sister Qingyou, Senior Sister Zhaoxing, Senior Sister Yunxiu...
Is that all? He's leaving?
True Monarch Ziyan opened his eyes and stood up from the lotus platform.
The leader announced in a deep voice, "The sect competition has officially ended. First place: Shushan Sword Sect with 14 points. They retain their own secret realm and gain the right to use 5 other secret realms for 3 years. Second place: Qingyun Temple, gaining the right to use 3 other secret realms for 3 years. Third place: Duanshui Sect, gaining the right to use 1 other secret realm. Tengwang Pavilion and Liuyun Sect retain their own secret realms. The remaining sects will offer the right to use their respective secret realms for 3 years."
After he made the announcement, the sect competition officially came to an end.
Ye Feng also jumped off the arena and returned to the area where the Shu Mountain Sword Sect was located.
Elder Jian Chen was somewhat agitated, and asked in a trembling voice, "Where...where are the others?"
The voice contained both expectation and a touch of sadness.
He was prepared for the worst.
Ye Feng naturally knew how his disciples were feeling at that moment.
He smiled and said, "Jue Ming, Qing You, and Zhao Xing all consumed some of their essence in the previous battle, but after being treated by our friends from the Duan Shui Sect, they are all fine and will wake up after a period of rest. They are currently in my Sumeru Bag. Yun Xiu's injuries are more serious, so we may have to trouble Xiu Shui Jushi from the Duan Shui Sect later."
This news was like heavenly music to Jian Chen and the disciples of Shu Mountain.
The heavy weight on my heart was lifted, and I felt a sense of relief, as if the clouds had parted and the sun was shining through.
Thinking about how his sect had won first place in this competition, he could no longer suppress his excitement.
The disciples grabbed Ye Feng by the hand and lifted him by the foot, throwing him into the air.
...
After returning to the sect's headquarters, Ye Feng contacted the Hermit of Xiushui.
Xiushui Jushi did not refuse and readily agreed.
After all, it's a fact that Ye Feng spared the lives of his disciples in the team battle.
Although it's a mutually beneficial arrangement, one must still accept the favors owed.
After agreeing to meet again in fifteen minutes, Ye Feng found a secluded spot and quietly released Yun Xiu from the jade slip.
Jian Chen was greatly surprised to see Yun Xiu's condition.
What's wrong with her?
"After eating the 'Bi You Chicken,' you will enter a state of selflessness and wake up after 15 minutes."
Ye Feng offered an explanation and then continued to closely monitor Yunxiu's condition.
It's really fun to exploit bugs, and it's even more fun to keep exploiting bugs.
But once tested, it turned out that the death was truly gruesome.
Yunxiu's condition didn't seem to have changed, so it seemed that Heaven hadn't held a grudge against her.
He silently gave a thumbs-up to the Heavenly Dao Boss in his heart, and then sat and waited for Yunxiu to exit the state of egolessness and for Xiushui Jushi to come over.
The waiting time is always agonizing and long.
After the two of them had scratched their heads until they were practically bald, Yunxiu finally emerged from her state of selflessness.
At the same time, a disciple outside the door reported the arrival of Layman Xiushui.
The moment Yunxiu exited the state of selflessness, another mouthful of blood spilled from her mouth.
This clearly demonstrates the severity of the injury.
Ye Feng and Elder Jian Chen quickly went out to greet Xiu Shui Jushi.
Although it was agreed upon in advance.
But since they've come from so far away, the host should naturally give them the respect they deserve.
Moreover, one must accept this favor from the other party.
After all, there's no such thing as an equal exchange when it comes to human relationships; it all comes down to personal character and upbringing.
After exchanging greetings, there were no further formalities; the man led the hermit of Xiushui directly into the room.
Upon seeing Yunxiu lying on the bed, coughing up blood, the hermit of Xiushui raised an eyebrow and let out a soft exclamation.
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