Chapter 56: Returning to the Sect

Lu Changfeng heard Jianxin Shen's words.
He nodded slightly and said indifferently:
"Hmm! I know!"
There seemed to be no fluctuation in Lu Changfeng's eyes, as if he did not take Lu Tianyun's threat to heart at all.
Jianxin Shen looked at Lu Changfeng like this, and in the end, he just nodded and said nothing more.
Inside the grand hall of the Saint Origin Sect.
Wu Tianyang and Lu Tianyun stood at the entrance.
With dark and gloomy gazes, they watched the flying boat gradually fade into the distance.
Wu Tianyang said indifferently:
"Tianyun... Six months from now, you should know what you must do!"
The Saint Origin Banquet had been disrupted in such a manner by a disciple of the Dao Origin Sect.
Although the people from the other sects did not voice their amusement,
in his heart, he felt that the people of the Dao Origin Sect were slapping him across the face!
After all, one of his own elders had been crippled right before his eyes!
"Rest assured, Master!"
Lu Tianyun nodded coldly and said:
"This time, I will surely execute Lu Changfeng!"
"I will hang his head at the mountain gate! Let the hundred sects tremble and revere my existence!"
Hearing this, Wu Tianyang nodded in satisfaction.
As he turned and walked away, only a detached sigh echoed through the depths of the grand hall:
"The emergence of the Dao-One Sword... Is this a coincidence, or destiny?"
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Time flowed on.
The flying boat of the Dao Origin Sect sped through the heavens and the earth.
In a mere six days, it returned to the mountain gate.
After the flying boat came to a steady halt, the Sect Master stood beneath it with a retinue of people, welcoming everyone with smiles.
"You've worked hard!"
The events that transpired within the Saint Origin Sect had already spread among the hundred sects.
As the Sect Master of the Dao Origin Sect, one of the three major sects, he naturally had his own ways of knowing about these matters.
"It was nothing."
Yue Qingshuang shook her head slightly and said indifferently:
"If he wants to make a move against my disciple, he must first see whether the Saint Origin Sect has the ability to do so!"
"Besides, this time, we represented the Dao Origin Sect!"
Ying Xuanji smiled and nodded, his eyes filled with gratification as he looked at Lu Changfeng.
He was well aware of everything that had happened at the banquet.
If the Saint Origin Sect had truly dared to make a move, he would have definitely led the entire Dao Origin Sect into all-out war with them!
Although there was a gap in their overall strength, he was not someone to be trifled with!
At the same time, he let out a soft sigh.
Ying Xuanji knew that the root cause of all this was still the fact that his own sect lacked a figure powerful enough to make the Saint Origin Sect truly fearful!
His cultivation was already the highest within the Dao Origin Sect, yet he was still at the half-step Divine Treasury realm.
Upon hearing what happened at the banquet, he had secretly sworn to elevate his cultivation as quickly as possible and break through to the Divine Treasury realm!
Ying Xuanji looked at the crowd, then bowed slightly toward Yue Qingshuang and said:
"Peak Master Yue!"
"Had you not proactively revealed your identity this time and forced Wu Tianyang to exercise restraint, I'm afraid the people of the Dao Origin Sect would not have left that place so easily."
"Thank you very much this time!"
Yue Qingshuang nodded indifferently and said:
"Since I am the Peak Master of the Moon-Cold Peak, I am naturally a part of the Dao Origin Sect as well!"
"At a crucial moment, it is only natural to protect the people behind the sect!"
Ying Xuanji nodded slightly, his eyes brimming with admiration.
Then, he turned his gaze to Wu Feng Cang behind him and asked:
"How is it? Weren't you still harboring resentment over Lu Changfeng taking away the Dao-One Sword earlier?"
"Do you still hold onto it now?"
Hearing this, Wu Feng Cang's body stiffened. A rare flush of shame appeared on his face.
However, this unusual expression was quickly suppressed by him.
He took a deep breath and looked at Lu Changfeng.
Initially, when he heard that Lu Changfeng had dared to draw his sword within the main hall of the Saint Origin Sect's peak, his resentment toward Lu Changfeng had already vanished into thin air.
Who wouldn't like a person capable of earning the recognition of the Dao-One Sword and bringing glory to the sect?
Now, he firmly believed that Lu Changfeng would never let the Dao-One Sword be buried in obscurity!
"Alright, alright!"
Ying Xuanji smiled and said:
"Since you have all returned, we should discuss more about the Dao Origin Secret Realm!"
In the past, whenever the Dao Origin Secret Realm opened, Yue Qingshuang never cared about such matters because she knew none of the disciples under her peak could ever enter it.
This year was different!
Given Lu Changfeng's previous actions, she naturally had to pay close attention to this secret realm.
"You all chat first; I have a few matters to instruct Changfeng on!"
Yue Qingshuang nodded slightly, not declining the invitation.
She turned to Lu Changfeng and said:
"Follow me!"
With a wave of her hand, a gentle breeze lifted Lu Changfeng into the air.
Then, the two of them transformed into a streak of flowing light and vanished on the spot.
The surrounding crowd watched this stream of light with eyes full of envy. They, too, yearned to attain such a level of cultivation.
Within the sect, only elders were capable of soaring through the skies. This could be considered one of the perks of the strong.
Jianxin Shen watched the distant stream of light and murmured softly:
"It seems Lu Changfeng's breakthrough to the Core Formation realm is a matter of these next few days!"
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Soon, the disciples gathered here began to disperse one after another.
Ying Xuanji looked at the complex expression on Wu Feng Cang's face and smiled:
"Wufen!"
"Do you still think my decision back then to let Lu Changfeng become Yue Qingshuang's disciple was a mistake?"
Wu Feng Cang was stunned for a moment before letting out a bitter laugh. He said:
"No!"
"Sect Master, your decision was indeed brilliant!"
Ying Xuanji smiled and patted Wu Feng Cang's shoulder, saying:
"Although you are no longer young, there are still some things I must remind you of!"
"The world of cultivation is not just about killing and fighting; one must also understand human relations and worldly sophistication!"
"This trip to the Saint Origin Sect—had it not been for Yue Qingshuang, no one could have resolved it!"
"Sigh..."
After finishing these words, he let out another soft sigh.
Ying Xuanji once again recalled that his own cultivation was simply not high enough.
The other peak masters had not left yet either.
With flickering expressions, they gazed in the direction where Yue Qingshuang had departed.
In particular, the Peak Master of the Divine Elixir Peak smiled faintly, then turned to look at her granddaughter standing beside her, lost in thought.
The Peak Master of the Body-Refining Peak scratched the back of his head and said:
"Sect Master, now that the supreme treasures of both sects have manifested, a battle between Lu Changfeng and that brat from the Saint Origin Sect is bound to happen..."
"But is Changfeng's cultivation level..."
He did not finish his sentence, but everyone present understood the implication.
Lu Tianyun of the Saint Origin Sect was already a Core Formation realm cultivator, whereas Lu Changfeng had yet to break through to the Core Formation realm.
They worried that some accident might occur during the grand competition six months later.
Ying Xuanji smiled faintly, sighed, and said:
"Naturally, I understand this matter!"
"But after all, they are young people! They certainly have their own plans in mind. Why must we pile more pressure on him?"
"Besides, even if we fret and worry here in vain, it is of no use!"
"Rest assured, Changfeng is not a disciple who lacks a sense of proportion!"