After Favorability Is Maxed

The other sects, big or small, were all watching the show with great interest, thinking that this was a big matter.

After this tomb exploration, the reappearance of Jiang Feng, who had been missing for a month, would definitely shake the City of Ten Thousand Swords, the Taiqing Pavilion, and the Xuanyin family, which were previously involved in a preposterous storm of love. Coupled with the current incident in the Sky Treasure Pavilion, no one knew how big of a storm it would set off.

The original Jiang Feng was just a junior who had just appeared in the eyes of many forces.

Although many of his deeds were indeed eye-catching, due to the restrictions of his cultivation base and his identity as a loose cultivator, the impression he gave people was that he was a ‘junior worthy of being cultivated and roped in’ at most.

In addition, in this Xianxia world where strength was respected, the gossip news were not of much value in the eyes of the real high-level.

Another reason was that the identities and statuses of the women who were involved with Jiang Feng were not too outrageous.

The Young Mistress of the Xuanyin family, who had been rumored to be the first, rarely appeared in public, and the aristocratic families rarely participated in the power struggle. They all quietly developed their strength in the dark, focusing on self-protection. Other than their strong financial resources, they were not regarded as an equal by the top powers.

After all, the bloodline of the aristocratic families was still coveted by others. If they were all so arrogant, they would have become slaves a long time ago.

Otherwise, when the Young Mistress of the Xuanyin family visited the City of Ten Thousand Swords, the Sword Pavilion would not have simply instructed Duan Lanruo to entertain him.

The Green Lotus Swordsman that was revealed later on had just emerged from seclusion and was not very famous. With the identity of the City Lord of Ten Thousand Swords’s former Sword Pavilion Master’s widow present, most people did not dare to guess and kept it a secret.

At that time, Liu Yuan and the three women had engaged in an intense battle. Although it looked extremely exciting, it also attracted a lot of attention. In particular, the Green Centipede had made a big deal out of this, and the number of people who subscribed to the Singing Sword Ranking had increased by a large amount.

But in reality, it was just that the junior disciples of various sects felt amazed. The Immortal cultivators with higher status or older people would just laugh it off.

And now, Xiahou Cenyi’s words had raised his status to an unimaginable height – A senior granduncle of a pivotal power in the Central Plains.

“Grand Elder, erm… He… I don’t know if he…”

Fei Chen said with difficulty, his voice trembling.

He was the elder in charge of a branch of Sky Treasure Pavilion. Compared to Liu Yuan, he was of a higher status. However, he had no right to question Xiahou Cenyi’s decision.

… Or rather, he had already subconsciously retorted because of shock. Then, he was hit by a wave of merciless dark history, and he begged for mercy with his tail between his legs.

Thus, he could only brace himself and continue to ask this newly emerged Martial Granduncle who he was.

Xiahou Cenyi’s eyes flickered, and she vaguely glanced at Ling Hua, who was looking in their direction.

Under the cultivation of the Crossing Calamity stage, Ling Hua’s little trick of hiding her appearance was simply useless.

Under the latter’s seemingly calm expression, she glanced at Liu Yuan from time to time and clenched her hands, revealing her turbulent mood at the moment.

The Grand Elder, who was more than 1,500 years old, put his hand on Liu Yuan’s shoulder with a smile and said slowly, “This guy…”

She dragged her words so long that the people from the other sects who were listening all around felt a trace of anxiety. What was his identity? Just say it!

Even the Palace Spirit, which was struggling under the control of the Sword Pavilion, was completely ignored.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion who were still operating the Six Rens Sword Formation looked at the large puppet, which still had a mighty aura, and then looked at Liu Yuan, Xiahou Cenyi, and the others in the Sky Treasure Pavilion, who were all focused on these people. They could not help but show some anger and grievance on their faces.

At first, everyone was serious and nervous, ready to fight with the other sects to seize the ownership of this puppet. They did not expect it to suddenly become a large-scale gossip scene.

“Roar!”

The damaged body of the Palace Spirit let out a roar. The eight wings, which had lost the light of spiritual power, broke free from the sword array around them for a moment, almost freeing the puppet. Fortunately, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion pulled back their attention and changed the seal in their hands to stabilize the array.

However, the people of the Sword Pavilion were gritting their teeth and holding on, but no one came over to take a look!

At this moment, they even felt very aggrieved.

However, what could they do… Their leader, Wang Rong, gritted his teeth and simply ordered everyone to work harder. While these people’s attention was diverted, they would take down this puppet in one fell swoop!

He really needed this contribution to return to the main pavilion!

Let’s not talk about the Sword Pavilion who was working hard in silence.

On the other hand, the disciples of the Sky Treasure Pavilion, who were supposed to be the most anxious, were also itching to know. However, they knew that the Grand Elder was somewhat evil. It was common for her to tease people, so they appeared to be somewhat calm.

Finally, when Xiahou Cenyi noticed Ling Hua’s frown, she looked around at all the people from the sect and smiled, “He’s my Master’s second disciple, and also his closed-door disciple.”

The crowd burst into an uproar. Ling Hua was stunned for a moment and could not process the information. Then, she could not help but frown.

Not a disciple, but a Junior Brother.

Wasn’t this even more ‘dangerous’?

Ling Hua’s sharp senses told her that the Sword Pavilion was avoiding the restraints of ethics, just like how the City Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, Duan Lanruo… She would’ve already fallen into the hands of the former subordinates of the Sword Pavilion if she had not joined forces with the Xuanyin family.

As the Grand Elder of the Sky Treasure Pavilion, Xiahou Cenyi was the Grandmaster in name. Even though she did not ask about the affairs of the pavilion all year round, she could not just let it go.

However, what Ling Hua was concerned about was different. What the others were concerned about was that Liu Yuan’s seniority had been raised by another level!

Originally, everyone was inclined to be Xiahou Cenyi’s disciple, but they did not expect him to be the Grand Elder’s Junior Brother.

He was now on the same rank as Xiahou Cenyi!

From now on, this guy would probably be another Grand Elder of the sect. Everyone in the Sky Treasure Pavilion was already in a mess. They wanted to cry but had no tears. Why did an ancestor suddenly appear after entering the tomb?

Liu Yuan’s expression was very strange. He muttered in his heart, ‘Closed-door disciple? What closed-door disciple… The last disciple to spend time in a closed-door bedroom with Senior Sister, right?’

Xiahou Cenyi moved closer with a faint smile and said, “Call me Senior Sister. Otherwise, I’ll be the one closing the door and not letting you in in the future… Such a closed-door disciple.”

Damn Crossing Calamity stage cultivators, what’s so great about mind reading?

“Senior Sister,” Liu Yuan said.

Xiahou Cenyi reached out and pinched his cheek with a ‘kind’ expression. “Junior Brother, be good.”

She looked at the three lolis behind Liu Yuan and said, “It would be even better if you could restrain yourself a little.”

Liu Yuan laughed and was about to reply when Xiahou Cenyi returned Evil Heart to him. She turned to everyone and said, “I have already agreed to give this puppet to my Junior Brother. I believe everyone here is willing to do so… I know some of you will not be satisfied with this, so I ask the Sword Pavilion to stop for the time being and let him subdue this puppet by himself. If he can subdue it with his strength, no one will have any objections.”

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion, who had worked hard to fight and restrain the Palace Spirit, were also stunned. “???”