Chapter 200: The Seven Veins Martial Gathering? Moon Embrace Sect vs. Qingyun Gate

Chapter 200: The Seven Veins Martial Gathering? Moon Embrace Sect vs. Qingyun Gate

"Neither the Ghost King's nor the Beast God's cultivation can be determined for now."

"However, based on Qingyun Gate's analysis, they should roughly be at the Seventh Stage?"

"At most, not exceeding the Eighth Stage."

Perhaps even weaker than imagined.

Lin Fan thought, roughly, that was the case.

As for the specifics, only a battle would reveal the truth.

"How do we proceed?"

The Little Dragon Girl flexed her fists, eager for action.

"Simple."

Lin Fan chuckled: "As the saying goes, 'Having friends come from afar is a joy indeed.'"

"Earlier, I expanded my Divine Soul, discovering an ancient text. It stated that Qingyun Gate is the leader of the Orthodox Path. As the leader, they should maintain some semblance of orthodoxy, don't you think?"

"They'll have to receive us, given our visit."

"This reasoning is flawed!"

Hu Kunlun rarely countered, saying: "Brother Lin, you're thinking too highly of them."

He sighed: "Too naive."

"There was a time when I, too, was as naive as you, Brother Lin, but later I realized that reasoning often falls short."

"The Orthodox Path's leader, Qingyun Gate, might seem insignificant to us, merely a second-rate sect, but in their eyes, they're the paramount authority."

"Equivalent to a Sacred Body in our Immortal Martial Continent!"

"A place like this, with our group's unclear identity suddenly intruding, they won't welcome us warmly."

"Even if we don't clash, they won't show us a good face."

"Moreover, Brother Lin, you're accompanied by Ao Bing and the Fire Qilin."

"In this world, there's no True Dragon or Qilin; upon seeing them, they might covet..."

Lin Fan nodded in agreement.

Actually, there was a Qilin, but he wasn't concerned.

The Fire Qilin sensed that the Water Qilin dared not reveal itself, and it didn't plan to forcibly seize the Water Qilin, as that would deviate from the plan.

Lian Cheng countered: "Brother Hu, your words are flawed. Even if they're greedy or unfriendly, are we afraid of them? If they dare to attack, we might not be the ones to fear!"

"Ugh, you're all talking in circles! What's the plan, anyway?"

The Little Dragon Girl grew impatient, pacing back and forth: "I can barely wait!"

"Both of your points are valid."

Lin Fan remained calm: "However, our mission here involves some tasks, so Qingyun Gate cannot be eliminated for now."

"Here's what we'll do."

"Little Dragon Girl, coincidentally, you're eager to act."

"What about...?"

"They're hosting a sect martial gathering, aren't they?"

"Let's join in on the fun?"

"Ling Er, are you interested?"

Xiao Ling Er hesitated, then shook her head: "Master, they're...too weak."

Pitting her against Qingyun Gate's elders would be fine, but competing with juniors? That would be bullying.

"I'm interested!" The Little Dragon Girl grew more anxious.

"Me too!"

Zhu Rou Jiang scratched his head, grinning: "Come to think of it, I've never fought anyone before."

He lightly touched the Beast Master ring on his left wrist, anticipation in his eyes.

"I'll join in too." Su Yan smirked.

This was a great opportunity to freeload on friends' advice and receive rewards.

"I'll...give it a try?" Song Yun Xiao expressed his desire to participate, having never clashed with others before.

Although his external Divine Artifact seemed formidable, and it appeared he didn't need to fight, having power without using it was like being a Jinyi Night Walker with no difference.

"Alright."

Lin Fan nodded: "Let's give it a try."

"We'll descend together, under the guise of a visit, and engage in a friendly spar."

"Killing two birds with one stone."

"Shall we?"

The Little Dragon Girl's excitement knew no bounds as she instantly dragged Lin Fan downward.

The others, seeing this, smiled and followed, diving down together.

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Qingyun Gate

The Seven Veins Martial Gathering was in full swing.

Numerous elders wore smiles.

At this moment, Lu Xue Qi was dominating, on a winning streak.

Zhuo Feng Peak's master almost had his smile inverted.

Just then, Qingyun Gate's numerous Tai Qing Realm elders suddenly had their faces change: "Many strong ones!"

"Who are they? Where do they come from?"

"Judging by their attire, most appear to be from the same faction; however, such a black and gold color scheme...Could they be from the Demon Path?"

"No, their aura is upright and orthodox, even more so than ours. If they're from the Demon Path, what does that make us?"

They sensed Lin Fan's group, and since the latter didn't conceal their presence or cultivation, the Qingyun Gate elders could clearly perceive their formidable strength.

Lin Fan didn't seem overly powerful.

However, Hu Kunlun's group emitted exceptionally formidable auras, impossible to ignore.

"Be cautious and on guard!"

After exchanging glances, they made a decision.

"We don't know their intentions, but a force like this is indeed astonishing. Even if our entire sect mobilized, we might still incur some losses to suppress them."

"Today's Seven Veins Martial Gathering is a grand event for Qingyun Gate. Let's avoid conflict if possible."

"Come, follow me to meet them. Regardless of their intentions, we must face them!"

"What about the Seven Veins Martial Gathering...?"

"Temporarily halt it!"

Qingyun Gate's higher-ups immediately set out to greet Lin Fan's group.

The Seven Veins Martial Gathering paused at their command.

"What's going on?"

Lu Xue Qi looked bewildered.

Just as she was showcasing her prowess, captivating all Qingyun Gate disciples with admiration, the event suddenly stopped?

"What's happening?"

The crowd gathered, curiosity etched on every face.

"Has the Seven Veins Martial Gathering ever been interrupted like this in the past decades or even centuries?"

"Is something major happening?"

"Could it be a Demon Cult invasion?"

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The fellow Daoist who had just made a move was not weak. In the Seven Vein Assembly, they were of average strength, around the top ten. But against this little girl, she couldn't even withstand a single punch?

Not only that, she didn't even get hit by the punch.

The mere sword wind passing by caused flying swords to shatter, and she herself suffered a heavy injury...

At this moment, it was rather awkward.

Because they couldn't even blame Long Nu for using too much force.

After all, she didn't even touch their bodies.

They could only blame themselves for being too weak.

"I lost."

That disciple coughed up blood, their face filled with terror. Looking at Long Nu again, it was as if they saw a ghost, and they didn't dare look straight at her. In their eyes, Long Nu was even more formidable than Lu Xueqi.

"I will fight!"

Lu Xueqi took a deep breath and held her sword as she stepped onto the dueling platform.

The rest of the disciples: "..."

Originally, Lu Xueqi was strong, but they weren't pushovers either.

Since she specifically challenged them, if she went up, wouldn't it mean she was the strongest? Why? But at this moment, Long Nu was too ferocious, and they had no confidence at all. Lu Xueqi was going to fight, so let her fight. At least, they could also test the waters and see this little girl's true strength.

"Qingyun Sect, Lu Xueqi of the Bamboo Peak."

"Forgive me!"

Lu Xueqi performed a sword flourish.

"Finally, someone interesting has come. Come, you make the first move."

Long Nu's eyes lit up: "Use your strongest means to strike me!"

"Otherwise, once I make my move, you won't have the chance."

"You?!"

Lu Xueqi: "..."

Originally, she was also a bit angry, but it was still within her control. However, Long Nu's words instantly ignited her competitive spirit, making it hard for her to remain calm.

"Alright, since it's like this..."

"You watch carefully!"

Taking a deep breath, she decided to use the technique she had just learned. Even though she had only just started learning it, and wasn't yet proficient, she absolutely couldn't let people look down on her.

Moreover, Long Nu's previous punch had already proven that she had the qualifications to receive this move. At most, she would just skip the initial testing and directly go all out.

Why not?

With this thought, Lu Xueqi no longer held back.

Haa!

With a three-foot green blade in hand, her face was taut, and she pointed her sword towards the sky.

True essence madly gathered within her body, and at this moment, her essence, energy, and spirit reached their peak.

Wielding her longsword, she chanted: "Nine Heavens Mystic Seal, transform into divine thunder."

"Trembling heavenly might, guided by the sword."

Boom!

In the clear sky with gentle breezes and not a cloud in sight, dark clouds suddenly gathered, and thunder rumbled.

In an instant.

The Qingyun Sect disciples: "This... this is...!"

"This is one of our Qingyun Sect's Four Great True Arts, the Divine Sword and Thunder True Art!"

"Lu Shijie, she actually even learned the Divine Sword and Thunder True Art?"

"With this..."

"The champion of this Seven Vein Assembly is definitely Lu Shijie!"

They were shocked.

Lin Fan, on the other hand, felt a bit embarrassed.

At the same time, Su Yan's head buzzed: "Divine Sword and Thunder True Art?"

"This..."

"Our Lanyue Sect also has it! It's one of our sect's inherited supreme techniques, right?"

The Lanyue Sect disciples looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan cleared his throat: "Although we are from different worlds, the Great Dao is still interconnected."

"After countless seniors and sages cultivated for so many years, it's not strange for one or two identical supreme techniques to appear. Isn't that so?"

Hu Kunlun: "..." Ah, yes yes."

What you said is all correct, no issues at all~

Different worlds, yet there are identical supreme techniques. This isn't strange, but not only that, you even have the same chant. This isn't strange? Bullshit, this isn't strange? Song Yunxiao's face was filled with suspicion.

Could it be...

Did the Sect Master come to the Immortal Slaying Secret Realm before?

"Ahem, let me rephrase."

Lin Fan smiled: "A fortunate coincidence~"

"..."

The crowd was speechless.

Fine fine fine, whatever you say, it is.

What else can we say?

...

On the dueling platform.

Long Nu shrank back: "Wow, thunder?"

"And it combines sword techniques with the sword chant?"

"Not bad at all."

"Come, strike me and try."

Lu Xueqi: "..."

She was momentarily speechless.

Originally, she thought that using this move would make Long Nu back down, or at least be more cautious. But who would've thought that Long Nu would become even more excited, even asking her to strike Long Nu?

Chapter: The Showdown

"You little bully, how dare you!"

"Be careful!"

Lu Xueqi no longer held back, her sword cleaving downward with fury.

A thunderous sky-splitting lightning bolt merged with her sword qi, transforming into an astonishing strike, directly pressuring Xiaolongnu.

Xiaolongnu's gaze burned intensely, "Not bad."

Instead of retreating, she advanced, shattering the sword qi and bathing in the thunderous energy.

Thunderclap!

The thunderous force was overwhelming and awe-inspiring.

But Xiaolongnu acted as if nothing had happened, swimming in the midst of the thunderous energy!

The crowd watched in stunned disbelief.

Lu Xueqi stood frozen, her face as pale as a sheet.

"Is she...? She's still human, right?"

"Is this just her physical strength?"

"This physical body is also quite terrifying, isn't it?"

"She's swimming in the thunderous energy!"

The Qingyun Sect disciples were all left dumbfounded, feeling utterly perplexed.

The Divine Sword Controlling Thunder was a formidable technique. Even those big-shot demons would approach it with utmost caution and struggle.

Yet this little girl, after forcefully enduring the attack, not only continued to withstand it but even swam in the thunderous energy?

Lu Xueqi shuddered, her face turning ashen.

"I..."

"I concede."

The current Lu Xueqi was not yet the future 'Fairy' she would become.

She wasn't strong enough.

A single Divine Sword Controlling Thunder had already exhausted her, and she was only able to stand there by gritting her teeth and persevering.

She had assumed that the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder would surely defeat her opponent, perhaps the only issue was that she had gone too far.

But at this moment, she could only stand there, having no strength left to fight.

This...

How could she possibly continue? Even if she didn't respect herself, she should at least respect the technique, right? You're making me so anxious!

Moreover, you're making us, the Qingyun Sect, look so weak!

"Enough."

"Lu Xueqi has conceded."

Seeing Xiaolongnu's aggressive stance, the head of the Little Bamboo Peak's face turned ashen. "Lu Xueqi, step down. Little girl, don't be so aggressive. Remember, there's always someone better out there."

"Step down."

Lu Xueqi's face paled, unwilling to say more, and immediately stepped down from the stage.

Xiaolongnu shook her head, muttering under her breath, "Not satisfying."

Just at that moment, Zhu Rorong stepped onto the stage. "Zhu Rorong from the Moon Devouring Sect."

"I challenge you."

"I wonder which senior brother or sister is willing to offer guidance?"

He smiled, a bit naive, "I've never fought anyone before, so please go easy on me."

Upon hearing this, Daoxuan and the others exchanged glances.

This Xiaolongnu was so arrogant!

Fine, he was arrogant, but he had never fought anyone, and the Qingyun Sect disciples weren't his match, so that was that.

But you, Zhu Rorong, had never fought anyone either, yet you dare to step up.

What's the meaning of this?

Are you treating the Qingyun Sect disciples like dirt on the roadside, letting anyone step on them?

The Elder's eyes narrowed. "Since this high disciple of the Moon Devouring Sect has never fought, be mindful not to go too far."

They said not to go too far, but their words were heavy with the implication of going overboard.

The Qingyun Sect disciples exchanged glances.

A Heavenly Pride-level disciple immediately stepped forward. "Please!"

"Are you alone?" Zhu Rorong suddenly spoke up.

The Heavenly Pride-level disciple angrily asked, "What's your intention? Are you looking down on me?"

"It's not that I look down on you, but... I practice a Beast Taming technique. Once I start fighting, it won't be just me, but also the beasts I control."

"If it's just you, you're no match for me."

The opponent became furious. "How dare you!"

"Do you think you can handle me?"

"Mere beasts, and you think you can stop me?"

Zhu Rorong scratched his head.

These words...

Something's off about them.

I was just kindly reminding him, but he got angry.

What's going on here?

"Fight!"

The opponent added, "If you don't fight, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

"..."

Zhu Rorong was speechless. After all, he had never fought anyone, and he didn't know what others were truly capable of. But since he had stepped up, not fighting would be disrespectful to his opponent.

"Forgive me."

Zhu Rorong gently stroked the Beast Taming Ring.

Hmm.

The Beast Taming Ring glowed.

Twelve fourth-level wild boars appeared.

All of them possessed strength above the fourth level.

They stood over three meters tall, their bodies gleaming with oil, and their muscles were exceptionally intimidating.

Their tusks were like sharp swords, each over three feet long.

Just one of them would give anyone a tremendous sense of oppression, and at this moment, all twelve appeared, surrounding the Heavenly Pride-level Qingyun Sect disciple.

The Qingyun Sect disciple broke into a cold sweat, feeling the Grim Reaper beckoning.

He was stunned.

The other Qingyun Sect disciples also held their breath in shock.

"Fellow Daoist."

"Fellow Daoist?"

Zhu Rourong was a little confused, "Why aren't you making your move yet?"

"Do you still think I'm not qualified to ask you to make a move?"

"If that's the case, I have other spirit beasts, and they should be able to satisfy you."

However, the opponent still remained silent.

Zhu Rourong felt a little annoyed.

Yes, my spirit beasts are indeed not that impressive, they're all 'Pigs', but I already said that I have other spirit beasts! You're not saying a word, and you're looking down on me, right?

Alright, alright!

I'll show you my true abilities.

He took a deep breath.

Once again, he stroked the Beast Taming Ring.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

One after another, spirit beasts appeared, and they were not limited to pigs! There were over a hundred of them, and their strengths ranged from the Third Stage to the Fifth Stage and beyond.

Furthermore, this wasn't the end.

Zhu Rourong bowed to Lin Fan from a distance, "Master."

Lin Fan's lips twitched.

"What a guy."

He couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, but he also knew that he had misunderstood the situation. However, at this moment, as a master, he couldn't disregard his disciple's face, could he? With this in mind, he summoned the Fire Qilin and descended.

At the same time, the Fire Qilin opened its mouth, let out a loud snort, and as it spat out two small fire dragons, it stepped on the blazing flames and soared onto the arena, standing tall beside Zhu Rourong.

"Kid, I can help you."

"But after we go back, you have to give me more of that jerky from last time."

"Sure, sure."

Zhu Rourong nodded hurriedly.

And at this moment...

All the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, including many elders, were petrified.

They were all shocked by this scene.

The powerful spirit beasts were one thing, but the disciples were afraid, and the elders didn't think it was too bad. However, when the Fire Qilin appeared, no one could remain calm.

"How is this possible?"

"Could this child be the reincarnation of the Beast God?"

"How are we supposed to fight this?"

The elders were stunned.

This was a battle against someone over a hundred years old!

And among them was a divine beast, the Qilin.

At this moment, they didn't have time to think about where this Qilin had come from. In any case, they were sure they would lose!

They were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Zhu Rourong's opponent was surrounded by countless spirit beasts and divine beasts, his 'demonic gaze' fixed on them, and he was completely petrified, like a statue, unable to move even a fraction.

"Huh!"

Zhu Rourong was exasperated, his head filled with black lines.

Was he looking down on himself? Did he have to bring Ao Bing here before he would make a move?

How unreasonable!

He was also getting angry.

Even though he was honest and had never fought anyone, was it too much to look down on him like this?

"Fellow Daoist, since you hold me in such low regard and are unwilling to take the initiative, I have no choice but to make the first move."

"Please give me some guidance."

Zhu Rourong spoke up, raising his right hand, about to gently wave it down.

Suddenly, the opponent reacted as if startled, "Wait!!!"

As the pride of the Qingyun Sect, he was naturally not a foolish person.

He just hadn't realized it before.

At this moment, hearing Zhu Rourong's words, how could he not know that Zhu Rourong had misunderstood?

It was clear that he thought he was too arrogant and didn't deign to make a move!

Although he was almost scared to pee his pants and didn't dare to make a move, since Zhu Rourong had misunderstood, he still had some room to maneuver.

Not to mention anything else, at the very least, cough, cough, cough...

"What guidance do you have for me?"

Zhu Rourong's tone was cold, his voice sharp with inquiry.

I'll give you some guidance, you old fart.

Damn.

You've put on such a big show, not to mention me as a disciple, but even if you put our elders or even the Supreme Master in my position, they might not have much chance of winning, right? And you're asking me what guidance I have?

You brought out so many helpers, and not a single one of them is human, how are we supposed to fight? His thoughts raced, and although he was almost scared to pee, he eventually calmed down and said, "Hmph! Fellow Daoist, I came up here to fight you, to have a fair contest between cultivators."

"Not to fight with a bunch of beasts... cough, a bunch of spirit beasts!"

"Either you take them back and fight me properly, or..."

"Or we call off this fight, and don't fight at all!"

"I'll give you three seconds."

"One, two, three..."

"No fight!"

Before Zhu Rourong could even finish speaking, his opponent had already flown out of the encirclement and off the arena with a smooth combo.

The Fire Qilin snorted with a laugh.

He secretly thought that the kid was quick on his feet.

If he had dared to say the word 'beast', he would have been finished.

But this smooth combo had indeed left Zhu Rourong stunned. He rubbed his forehead, his head buzzing, "How is this fair?"

The elders of the Qingyun Sect: "..."

They secretly admired their disciple's wit, but they also had a terrible headache.

How were they supposed to fight this? With this lineup, whichever disciple went up would die, no, even if all the disciples went up together, they would all die! There was no chance of winning.

There was no way they could fight this!

Absolutely not.

At this moment, an elder spoke up with annoyance, "What are you doing, fellow disciple? Carrying so many spirit beasts with you?"

Zhu Rourong honestly replied, "I'm a pig feeder."

"???"

"Go back and feed your pigs properly, don't try to fight others."

"Forget it, just go down from the stage."

Zhu Rourong was unhappy, "What do you mean by saying I won?"

"If anyone thinks they're stronger than me, they can come up and fight. Although I'm not that capable, I know the principle of not accepting unearned gains."

The elder's face turned pale, then green.

The head of Dazhu Peak quickly spoke up, "It was my junior's mistake. In this fight, even though you stepped down first, you are still the winner, because the one who steps down first is from our Qingyun Sect. So, the winner is naturally you."

"Please step down."

He finally understood; this young man was truly not to be provoked.

One-on-one was fine, but this was over a hundred against one, including the divine beast Fire Qilin. This was ridiculous.

Retreating was the best choice.

Zhu Rorong, upon hearing this, pondered for a moment but did not lose his temper.

"That's true."

He nodded, somewhat disappointed, and stepped down.

The various spiritual beasts, with a wave of his hand, all entered his storage bag.

Only the Fire Qilin remained, strutting arrogantly and casting a scornful glance at all the elders of the Qingyun Sect before flying down from the stage, returning to be Lin Fan's mount.

"It's my turn."

Su Yan stepped up.

Qingyun Sect disciples: "..."

Some were worried, fearing another beast tamer, and asked, "What do you do?"

"Me? I'm just an ordinary cultivator, nothing special. Rest assured, I don't have that many spiritual beasts to help me, just myself."

"I'm here!"

Hearing that it was just himself, someone relaxed, thinking they had a chance.

He immediately stepped onto the stage.

As a result, Su Yan's methods were endless.

In just one round, he was beaten to the point of spitting blood.

This person was a strong contender for the top three in the Seven Veins Assembly!

"What?"

The Qingyun Sect disciples were all stunned.

What kind of sect was this Lanyue Sect!

Why were they so powerful?!

Before they could discuss countermeasures, Song Yun Xiao stepped forward.

"I've only joined recently, and my strength is weak." He smiled awkwardly, "However, I do know a bit about your sect. I'm aware of a disciple named 'Xiao Zhang' in your sect."

"I wonder if I could have the honor of fighting him?"

"Xiao Zhang? Who?!"

Most of the disciples were puzzled.

Only the people from Dazhu Peak looked at Xiao Zhang.

Xiao Zhang himself was confused.

How did this...

...end up with him? Moreover, he didn't even know them.

The head of Dazhu Peak frowned, "Xiao Zhang is my disciple. He has dull talents and weak cultivation. Letting him fight would be embarrassing and invite ridicule."

"Our Qingyun Sect has many geniuses. Young Hero Song, why not choose another opponent?"

He was usually strict, but he was very kind to his own disciples.

In his opinion, the Lanyue Sect had an unknown background and such formidable strength, clearly intending to humiliate the Qingyun Sect. But now, they suddenly wanted to fight his unaccomplished disciple? There must be a hidden motive!

Therefore, he firmly refused.

Xiao Zhang repeatedly waved his hands, "Me? I'm not capable. Young Hero, I definitely can't be your opponent. Please choose someone else."

Song Yun Xiao shook his head lightly, "Don't misunderstand. I'm not targeting anyone, nor am I deliberately making things difficult. Perhaps, you don't even understand your own strength."

"Moreover, we have a connection, although you're not aware of it yet. But after this fight, you'll understand everything."

"If you don't believe me, I can make a vow not to harm you."

"This..."

Xiao Zhang hesitated.

The head of Dazhu Peak scowled.

Daoxuan seemed to ponder, "Never mind. Since Young Hero Song has spoken, why refuse further?"

"Xiao Zhang, you go up and experience Young Hero Song's high-level techniques."

Xiao Zhang was stunned.

These people were crueler than the others, even Lu Xueqi didn't dare to fight them. Now, they wanted him to go up? This was just asking for embarrassment.

But he didn't dare to resist and could only step onto the stage with a heavy heart.

"Forgive my clumsiness."

Xiao Zhang raised his hand and then took out his firewood stick.

Song Yun Xiao nodded.

Recalling his master's words and the task details, he said, "The massacre in Black Wind Village, any leads?"

Boom!

Upon mentioning the massacre, Xiao Zhang's mind roared, and his eyes turned red.

"You, what do you mean?"

"We can help you investigate the massacre and even assist in your revenge."

"But first, you must fight me with all your strength."

"Hmm..."

Xiao Zhang growled softly, and feel of it familiar in his hand.

A strange black-red light flashed, and the firewood stick seemed to be 'activated', driving Xiao Zhang to attack Song Yun Xiao!

Song Yun Xiao didn't move.

In an instant, he was a bit flustered.

But soon, he steadied himself.

He used all his skills, turning the situation around!

Driven by hatred, Xiao Zhang was fierce.

But his foundation was too weak, and he was not yet a match for Ghost Li in the later stages.

Ultimately, he was no match for Song Yun Xiao.

Bang!

Xiao Zhang retreated with a muffled grunt, and the firewood stick changed hands.

He seemed to suddenly wake up.

He looked around with a dazed expression.

This glance made him pale instantly.

The other Qingyun Sect disciples, including his master, stared at him in shock, and the sense of distance and unfamiliarity made his heart heavy.

Song Yun Xiao examined the firewood stick.

This was also one of the side quests.

...

"That's enough."

Lin Fan whispered to himself.

"At this point, both sides have a preliminary understanding of each other's strength. Whether they can fight or not, they know in their hearts."

"No need to delay further."

He was too familiar with the plot of the Zhuxian Secret Realm.

He could even forcefully pressure them to confess everything.

But the Qingyun Sect was, after all, the leader of the righteous path. If he pressured them without them knowing their disadvantage, they would resist to the death.

He wasn't afraid of losing.

But if a fight broke out, even if the Qingyun Sect wasn't destroyed, only a few would remain.

If the Qingyun Sect was destroyed, what would be the point of his disciples coming here for their trial? Therefore, he had to let them know how strong the Lanyue Sect was, that they couldn't resist! Only then could he make them...

...understand.

(End of Chapter)

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