"How can it be a pity? It was their own choice. They thought that by choosing Lingyun Peak, they could really obtain the inheritance of the Palace Master or the Sword Master."
"I've heard that if the outer disciples perform well this time, Lingyun Peak will belong to the outer sect from now on. If the palace master doesn't appear, then Lingyun Peak will remain an outer sect. As for Di Fuyue and Wei Qinghe, they will indirectly become outer sect disciples."
"Shouldn't those who are all talk and no action suffer a bit?" Gu Yanghe stood in the crowd, still lusting after Wei Qinghe's beauty, but his jealousy and resentment only grew stronger.
He was delighted to hear that Wei Qinghe, Di Fuyue, and the others might be demoted to outer disciples.
She even fantasized about how she would mold Wei Qinghe in the future.
However, at this moment, on the high platform, a beautiful woman in flowing white robes was gazing at Di Fuyue.
She knew about this Emperor Fuyue and had seen his performance through the viewing stone.
When she saw Di Fuyue's eyebrows and eyes, she felt that they looked familiar, just like the painting she had seen in her childhood.
This woman is Yingluo, the goddess of the Beiming Divine Palace in this generation.
"Junior Sister Yingluo, what are you looking at?"
A man beside her stared at Yingluo with fascination. He had finally gotten the chance to team up with her.
Upon hearing his voice, Yingluo slowly withdrew her gaze.
"Senior Brother Dihao, don't you think that woman named Wei Qinghe is a bit special?"
The man known as Emperor is the son of the Law Enforcement Elder.
The Law Enforcement Elder is the Palace Master's distant nephew, which means that Emperor Hao is the Palace Master's grand-nephew.
Dihao's gaze swept casually over Wei Qinghe, but soon landed on Di Fuyue.
He looked at Di Fuyue's face, his eyes filled with jealousy.
Why would a man be so good-looking?
If he attracts the attention of Junior Sister Yingluo, he will definitely ruin this face.
Sensing the unusual gaze, Di Fuyue looked back and saw Di Hao glaring at him.
However, the moment Di Fuyue looked over, Yingluo suddenly looked over as well. Even though Di Fuyue wasn't looking at her, Yingluo felt her heart startle.
It was even harder for her to control herself than when she saw the painting.
Wei Qinghe also sensed the strange gazes and happened to see the indescribable emotion in Yingluo's eyes when she looked at Di Fuyue.
This kind of gaze was not unfamiliar to Wei Qinghe; she often saw female cultivators looking at Di Fuyue with such eyes.
She really knows how to attract attention. She didn't do anything or have any interaction with him, yet she still managed to attract that decent inner disciple.
Di Fuyue quickly withdrew his gaze; he had always ignored that kind of look.
Soon a beam of light appeared in front of Wan Jian Yuan, and extremely powerful sword energy burst forth from that beam of light.
Some of the newer disciples who were closer and had lower cultivation levels were forced to retreat repeatedly by the sword energy.
Even Wei Qinghe and Di Fuyue could feel the oppressive aura emanating from the sword energy.
As expected of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords, simply opening a portal brought such immense power.
If you were to go inside, you'd probably find it impossible to move an inch.
Many new disciples began to have second thoughts. They had heard from their senior brothers and sisters about the dangers of Wan Jian Yuan, and they had previously thought it was an exaggeration, but now it seemed that it was indeed true.
The guardian elder of Wanjianyuan said in a deep voice, "Wanjianyuan is open. Everyone, please enter. If you cannot withstand the pressure and crush your jade pendant, you will be teleported out. Remember, your life is the most important thing."
The fact that it can stay here year after year shows that it is not ordinary.
He had been deliberately paying attention to Di Fuyue, but hadn't shown anything.
The inner disciples were most confident, and they flocked in.
As the number of people in front decreased, the burst of sword energy spread more and more powerfully around them.
Some of the new disciples couldn't even stand up under such sword energy, and some were so oppressed by the sword energy that they vomited blood one after another.
The guardian elder of Wan Jianyuan sighed and shook his head repeatedly, clearly disappointed with such a new disciple.
"Is the Northern Underworld Divine Palace really going to continue like this? Palace Master, where have you gone? Why haven't you returned yet?"
Di Fuyue and Wei Qinghe exchanged a glance, then looked at Longcheng, Mao Kai and the others behind them.
"Let's go."
Although Mao Kai and his group felt bad seeing some of the new disciples struggling, they had no intention of giving up.
"We will definitely succeed."
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