The three who had just lost the "sparring" were still lying weakly on the training ground. Because of their status, the disciples of Tianzhi Sect avoided them as they fell, fearing that they would be hit and suffer the consequences or be blamed.
Now that the subordinates had just been disciplined, the two palace masters arrived, creating a truly awkward situation. But the fight had already begun, and injuries had been inflicted; the facts before them were beyond explanation.
Everyone looked wary, including the eleven peak masters. In terms of cultivation alone, they were no match for the two palace masters, but they were not afraid of them joining forces.
Only two people remained calm and composed on the vast training ground.
Rong Yu shielded the person behind him, and Geng Qi clung to his shoulder, looking up timidly: "Master, who are they?"
Warm breath brushed against his ear. Rong Yu tilted his head slightly, his cheek almost touching his soft hair. The young sect leader, who had just injured someone, almost forgot about the person who had come to "seek justice" from the sky. He introduced him to Rong Yu through divine sense.
Geng Qi nodded knowingly.
Everyone assumed the two hall masters had come to snatch someone away, since the three shameless people had demanded that they take away the newly recruited youth from Shangxu Peak. Unexpectedly, the two hall masters didn't even glance at the people on the training ground, but stared in the direction of Shangxu Peak and asked, "Is Saint Zhifeng here?"
The Sage Zhifeng is the current sect leader of the Tianzhi Sect.
The two hall masters spoke almost simultaneously. Because they were in mid-air, their voices seemed to come from a secluded valley, ethereal yet deeply moving.
But no one let their guard down because of their "friendly" demeanor.
Does this mean that if a junior gets into a fight, they should seek advice from a senior?
Master Puye, with his fiery temper, stepped forward: "Our sect leader is in seclusion year-round and does not receive any guests. May I ask what important matter you two hall masters have that you have trespassed into our sect?"
This is a really big pot!
The young sect master has reached the Nascent Soul stage. He does not stop people from sparring. The sect's protective formation has not been activated, and the mountain gate is wide open. So where did this trespasser come from?
However, the two hall masters were magnanimous and did not take it to heart. Instead, they turned their gaze to Rong Yu and said, "Would you please invite the young sect leader to come and have a chat?"
Despite being a senior figure, his words were full of respect.
Rong Yu cupped his hands in greeting to the two of them, then turned to Geng Qi and said, "You..."
"I'll play at the foot of the mountain for a while. Come pick me up when you're done."
"..."
Seeing his "I promise I won't cause trouble" attitude, Rong Yu pursed his lips and said, "Okay."
The three exchanged glances, then transformed into streaks of light, passing over the Cloud Crystal Palace and heading towards the Council Hall.
Geng Qi pondered as he looked at the two hall masters who resembled "twins," and unconsciously murmured, "Are these really from two different sects?"
Standing side by side, their perfect teamwork made them seem like fellow disciples.
Someone behind him said, "The two hall masters have always had a good personal relationship. Yan Yang Hall cultivates fire, while Ji Yun Hall cultivates cold. Water and fire are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, yet they also give rise to each other. There are quite a few cases of people from the two halls forming Daoist couples. These two can be considered in-laws."
"Oh." I see.
Geng Qi nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly froze, turning around to see a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and hawk-like eyes standing behind him.
"Y-you...you..." He quickly took a step back: "When did you get up here?"
The outstretched finger was slapped away with a snap, and Master Puye glared: "You have no manners! I am your grand-uncle!"
Geng Qi: "..."
Ge Fengzhen was used to hearing others call Rong Yu "Grandmaster Uncle," but he never expected that he would one day have to call someone else "Grandmaster Uncle." He opened his mouth, but couldn't say it.
“You…” Geng Qi said, “I have a generation gap with you, I’m going to go play with them.”
The person walked past him and rushed down the steps. Pu Ye scoffed, "You brat!"
And then I can't help but wonder: what is the generation gap?
Geng Qi had no intention of explaining to him. He jumped from the high platform to the training ground in a few swift movements and slipped past the familiar faces.
He only knew a few people, and coincidentally, the few people he had met in Gefeng Town, although on different peaks, gathered together in the chaos. They probably formed a revolutionary friendship after returning from a training trip, and liked to get together after coming down the mountain.
Before Geng Qi even arrived, he called out, "Senior Brother Gao."
Gao Yao was talking to someone when he heard the voice and looked over. He was immediately flattered and surprised: "Junior Brother Changyi?"
His shout drew the attention of everyone else.
Regardless of where he came from, his clothes, which were almost identical to those of the young sect leader, already revealed his identity.
As if realizing something, they exchanged a glance and bowed to Geng Qi.
Geng Qi: "..."
Gao Yao was no exception. He straightened up and said with an embarrassed smile, "I am only a third-generation disciple of Yuling Peak. According to seniority, I should call you Uncle-Master. Uncle-Master Changyi, please don't call me that wrong in the future."
"..."
He pretended to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, yet he was already someone's senior apprentice?
Geng Qi felt a mix of emotions.
He didn't take it too seriously; at worst, he could just stop using the generational title.
Yuan Xin was also there, but after exchanging greetings, she remained silent. Ye Hanqi was not far away; he did not bow but simply nodded. As a single-spiritual-root, he must have been accepted as a personal disciple, making him arguably the most successful among the group.
Geng Qi didn't recognize them at the moment, so he didn't think about greeting them. He looked at Yun Jing Gong Yu and asked, "I wonder what business the two Palace Masters have with Master?"
Gao Yao said, "Perhaps it's about the Desolate Swamp Secret Realm."
"The Desolate Swamp Secret Realm?"
"Yes, the Demon Lord has appeared. Disciples below the Nascent Soul stage from all major sects will enter the secret realm for training one month from now."
Geng Qi: "..."
If he hadn't heard someone mention it, he would have forgotten that he had another purpose for coming here. Thinking about it, he turned the jade ring on his thumb, and the words "Please go to the Desolate Swamp Secret Realm" were still conspicuous.
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