The first disciple grinned, revealing a cruel smile, and shouted, “I’ve got you marked, Left Gaze, White Flame Sect! When I report to the elders and tell the headmaster, they will kick White Flame Sect out of the alliance!”
“You, a disciple on guard duty, have so much power? Just because you speak louder than us, can you get your Sect Master to kick the Baiyan Sect out of the alliance?” Fang Yu raised an eyebrow.
“Haha… why would we use such a reason? We could say outright that Zuo Yang insulted our sect leader at the gate of Xuan Shan Zong and even attacked us!” The leading disciple laughed even louder.
“Acting like a big shot with just a chicken feather as his sword, this small gatekeeper disciple is so arrogant! If you were to become the sect leader, what would happen?” Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and said.
“What are you talking about?!” The disciple was stung by Fang Yu’s words, his face flushed red.
“Alright, I’ll just say one thing. Your sect leader died in the Immortal King’s Tomb. I killed him. My name is Dao Yu.” Fang Yu said expressionlessly and calmly, “Now, immediately call down your deputy sect leader and all those so-called elders. I have something to ask them.”
After these words were spoken, the expressions of the six disciples guarding the gate all changed.
They stared at Fang Yu, speechless.
The Sect Leader is dead? Killed by him!?
“You, you better not talk nonsense! You…” The disciple who began the sentence glared at Fang Yu, his face ashen.
Go now!
Fang Yu let out a cold snort.
His voice, through his divine consciousness, was directly instilled into the ears of these six gatekeepers.
“Boom!”
The six disciples guarding the gate only felt a thunderclap in their minds, and they were all stunned to the ground.
Looking at Fang Yu, they were terrified, retreating constantly, and then scurried back in a panic.
Zuo Yang stood aside, his face also showing shock.
He didn’t expect Fang Yu to directly say that he killed Xu Feng!
However, he felt a sense of relief from such an approach.
Besides, what could someone like Fang Yu, a powerhouse, do? He couldn’t possibly interfere.
“That’s what they deserve! Look at those guys, they look so annoying!” Han Miao Yi said from beside him.
After a while.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Waves of cultivation energy manifested, a howling sound sweeping down from above!
Sixteen cultivators swooped down and arrived before the gate of Xuan Shan Sect.
The leading cultivator, clad in a blue robe, had a cold and stern face. He stared at Fang Yu with eyes filled with icy hostility.
He is the deputy sect master of Xuanshan Sect, Yang Hua!
Palm Gatemaster Xu Feng went to the Tomb of the Immortal King, and the great powers of Xuan Shan Sect were temporarily held in his hands.
Yang Hua obviously recognized Zuo Yang, and frowned slightly, asking: “Zuo Yang… what do you mean? And who did you bring?”
Left unyielding and calm, he bowed slightly and said, “This is Dao Yu senior.”
“Dao Yu?”
This name was very unfamiliar to Yang Hua, as well as the elders around him.
“Dao Yu, you just said the Sect Master was…” Yang Hua stared at Fang Yu, his voice deep.
“I killed Xu Feng inside the Immortal King’s Tomb,” Fang Yu said calmly. “But before I killed him, I forgot to ask him something, so I’m here to ask you guys now.”
As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Hua and the other elders’ faces all changed.
Xu Feng is dead!? <<<
If this were true, then… it would be a huge blow to the Xuanshan Sect!
No, this is impossible!
Xu Feng hadn’t been to the Immortal King’s Tomb for very long. If this Dao Yu had really killed Xu Feng, he definitely wouldn’t have appeared here at Xuan Shan Zong so quickly!
You know, it takes a couple of months to travel from Wuzhou to the Endless Plain and back!
No matter how fast, it won’t be less than twenty days!
But the question is, what meaning could there be for Zuo Yang to bring up such a cultivator, and speak of something that could potentially bring disaster upon himself…?
“You think you can just come up here and spout nonsense, and we’ll believe you? You…” Yang Hua said with a grim expression.
“Boom!”
However, before he could finish his words, a deafening explosion rang out from ahead!
At this moment, Fang Yu’s body released a powerful aura!
Purple light, flickered on his body!
This is the aura of the Primordial Demon!
Fang Yu had already made up his mind. Within the Savage Realm, he would disguise himself as a member of the Demon Race.
…boom boom boom…
This domineering aura directly enveloped the surrounding area.
In the void, there were still a number of elders, whose cultivation levels were between the Hédào or Kāiyuán Tianxian realms.
Faced with this terrifying pressure, their faces were all filled with fear.
Only then did they realize that the seemingly unremarkable male cultivator before them, with his dark skin and ordinary features, who had blended into the background—might possess the power to obliterate them in an instant!
Cultivators capable of emitting such an aura could very well have the ability to kill Xu Feng… which is perfectly normal.
“I don’t want to kill you all, you better answer my questions obediently.” Fang Yu’s eyes flickered with faint purple light.
At this moment, he no longer has the slightest trace of Fang Yu’s past aura, and looks just like ‘Dao Yu’.
These words turned Yang Hua and the other elders’ faces pale.
They looked at each other, and in each other’s eyes they saw fear!
Yang Hua reacted first, falling from the air and kneeling directly on the ground.
“Whizz whizz whizz…”
The other elders followed suit and knelt down on the ground.
Fang Yu nodded in satisfaction and then retracted his aura.
But at this moment, within the sect in the rear, that group of gatekeeper disciples had just run down, wanting to see the unlucky scene of Zuo Yang and Fang Yu.
Unbeknownst to them, they saw Yang Hua and a group of elders kneeling before Fang Yu!
“This, this…”
These disciples guarding the gate instantly turned pale!
……
“I know the information about the Immortal King’s Tomb came from a monk that Xu Feng met,” Fang Yu said, “What I want to ask you… is about this monk.”
Yang Hua looked up at Fang Yu and replied, “I only know… that monk was introduced to the sect master at a banquet in Wuzhou. They have been in contact ever since.”
But what they discussed specifically, the Sect Leader has never revealed, and I am not entitled to inquire further…
“So, you know nothing about this monk either?” Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and asked.
Yang Hua and all the elders nodded.
“When did you hear about the Immortal King’s Tomb?” Fang Yu frowned and asked again.
“We also learned about it when the headmaster announced it at the Alliance Conference,” Yang Hua replied.
“Doesn’t Xu Feng give you guys any wind beforehand at all?” Fang Yu frowned even tighter, saying, “He’s the headmaster, isn’t he? Doesn’t he need to discuss this kind of decision with you high-level officials?”
Yang Hua and those elders all shook their heads.
“The Sect Leader… has always been autocratic and wouldn’t care about our opinions,” Yang Hua gritted his teeth and said, “For such confidential matters, he would definitely not inform us beforehand.”
“Okay, then tell me, when did Xu Feng meet that monk at a banquet?” Fang Yu asked.
“This was at the wedding feast of the Nian family in Wuzhou.” Yang Hua replied.
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From now on, there will be three chapters updated daily, but the total number of words remains unchanged, still around six thousand words. It’s just that the chapters will be shorter.