Chapter 127: with translation of chapter title

The elders of various sects sitting near Yan Lao all heard this remark.

Some people were clearly referring to Yuan Yao.

They instinctively looked toward the seated Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord.

The Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord had a blank expression, as if unmoved.

But just as they thought the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord would not lose face in public, suddenly, with a bang, the chair on which Yan Lao of the Holy Sect was sitting shattered explosively.

Yan Lao, caught off guard, fell flat on his butt onto the ground.

This scene drew the attention of many.

Everyone looked shocked, clearly not expecting the grand elder of the Holy Sect to behave so disgracefully.

Yan Lao sensed countless gazes upon him, his face darkening as he rose to his feet, his eyes falling on the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord seated not far away; he was about to question Qian Jueshan when he heard his own sect master's voice echo softly.

"Please trouble your Heaven and Earth Domain to prepare an extra chair."

The attendants of the Heaven and Earth Domain, hearing this, immediately went to bring over the new chair.

Yan Lao raised his head and met his sect master's half-smiling gaze.

He was startled inside, so he could only suppress his anger and avoid making a scene.

That the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord would pull such a sneak attack—he truly doesn't deserve the title "Immortal Lord"!

At this moment, the elders present all understood clearly; they stifled laughter, secretly thinking: It's quite bold of Yan Lao to criticize his disciple in front of the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord.

Sect Elder Zongrao laughed and said, "Yan Lao, please sit down quickly, don't tire yourself."

Yan Lao's face turned black; he flicked his sleeve heavily and let out a cold snort.

Many turned their gaze to the silver-haired man seated there; they saw his face like a jade crown, but his eyes were cold, as if he came from beyond the nine heavens, transcendent and unworldly, like a banished immortal who does not eat the fire of mortals descending to the mundane world.

This is their Ninth Province's number one swordsman—Qian Jueshan.

He sat there, having restrained all his aura, low-key and indifferent; were it not for his overly outstanding appearance, likely no one would have noticed him.

Compared to the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord, the aura-overflowing Formless Immortal Sovereign Xu Yanzhi is the most eye-catching; Xu Yanzhi's whole body exudes an unmatched domineering aura, every gesture displaying noble grandeur that makes one dare not meet his gaze.

Many of the female disciples present blushed, staring fixedly at Xu Yanzhi.

At this moment, Xu Yanzhi's gaze unconsciously fell on a certain figure on the crystal screen, his chest inexplicably warming slightly.

Lu Xiangxiang…

…

Inside the secret realm.

On the grassland, Yuan Yao took the jade tablets handed over by the three, removing from them the flags they had previously accumulated.

The quantity was not small.

Added together, they actually amounted to fifty points.

After taking the flags, Yuan Yao returned the jade tablets to them.

"Aren't you going to eliminate us?" the round-faced man said in a hoarse voice, his expression astonished, with undried tears still on his face.

"I only want your flags." Yuan Yao tossed the jade tablets to them.

Having said that, she dispelled the formation barrier.

The three received the jade tablets, at which point Yuan Yao smiled and glanced at them.

The three were startled, and they hurriedly turned and ran.

Whenever they saw her smile, a phrase would constantly surface in their minds: "Confess your sins to me…"

This sentence, like a demonic sound, made their heads spin!

Yuan Yao watched them limp away, the corner of her mouth twitching slightly.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense something and looked in a certain direction.

Not far away, a handsome youth in the Holy Sect's bright yellow sect uniform was walking over.

At his ear bones he wore silver iron plates shaped like a coiling python; his features were exquisite, and at the moment the corner of his mouth held a faint smile.

"Zhai Qingye." Yuan Yao stared at him warily.

"Since we last parted in Yunmeng City, it's been several months without seeing each other. I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Yuan's cultivation to have improved so rapidly…" Zhai Qingye gave a slight smile.

Zhai Qingye, seventeen years old, is the Holy Sect master's youngest disciple; in the previous sect grand competition, he ranked second.

"Fellow Daoist Zhai, you flatter me."

Zhai Qingye gently shook his head and said seriously, "It's not flattery; I truly admire you and wish to be friends."

Yuan Yao said, "If we are fated, we will naturally become friends."

"Fellow Daoist Zhai is right." Zhai Qingye smiled, his eyes curving, appearing utterly harmless.

"I would like to ask a presumptuous question."

"If it's presumptuous, then there's no need to ask."

"But I really want to ask."

"I don't want to hear it."

"Then… I would like to impose on you." Zhai Qingye frowned, as if hesitating.

Yuan Yao: "……"

This person smiles with narrowed eyes, looking just like a smiling tiger.

Seeing her fall silent, Zhai Qingye laughed and said, "Actually, I want to know how Fellow Daoist Yuan cultivates his mental power, able to increase it so quickly in such a short time."

Yuan Yao raised an eyebrow, her expression sly as she curled her finger at him.

"Kneel down, first bow to me as your teacher, then I'll tell my good disciple."

Upon hearing this, Zhai Qingye's smile twitched slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, you're just joking."

"I'm not joking." Yuan Yao laughed, "This method of cultivating mental power cannot be passed on, but if you can become my disciple, I'll reluctantly tell you."

She suddenly stepped forward, "How about it? Do you want to quit the Holy Sect and join our Carefree Sect?"

Upon hearing this, everyone outside the secret realm was startled.

They all looked toward the Holy Sect Sect Leader and the Carefree Sect Sect Leader.

The Holy Sect Sect Leader seemed amused, shaking his white feather fan, "I was just saying, this Yuan Yao is interesting; if she hadn't been taken as a disciple by the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord, I'd really want to snatch her as my disciple."

Those words eased the atmosphere on the scene.

At this moment, no one would take Yuan Yao's earlier words seriously; they'd just think she's young and speaks irresponsibly.

Inside the secret realm, Zhai Qingye stared fixedly at Yuan Yao.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed, "How about you leave the Carefree Sect and join our Holy Sect?"

Yuan Yao: "No need, I'm doing very well in the Carefree Sect."

After a pause, she added, "Since there's nothing else, let's part ways here."

She naturally didn't want to fight Zhai Qingye.

Because Zhai Qingye is far stronger than her.

Yuan Yao turned and headed toward the Goddess Stone Statue Gate, when suddenly—

A furious voice came from not far away.

"Yuan Yao!!!"

Yuan Yao turned her head, and upon seeing Dongfangxiu rushing over with a menacing aura, her eyelids twitched several times.

She hurriedly pushed open the Goddess Stone Statue Gate and quickly entered.

Seeing this, Zhai Qingye raised his eyebrows slightly and the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile.

Interesting.

He also pushed open the Goddess Stone Statue Gate and entered.

Dongfangxiu arrived and also pushed open the Goddess Stone Statue Gate without hesitation.

Yuan Yao entered the statue gate, discovering it was a dark passage; she didn't have time to think much and ran straight ahead.

She could sense two breaths behind her.

She ran even faster.

Soon, light appeared ahead.