The cloudy eyes immediately widened, as if sensing something unusual.
Two hundred miles away, two old men were on an extremely hidden mountain top. After noticing the anomaly, they immediately spread their Divine Sense, ensuring even the smallest movements within dozens of miles couldn’t escape their perception.
"Xiao Er is not here."
One old man opened his slightly narrowed eyes wide, a sharp gleam in them, and his face fell instantly.
Their realm could not sense him, which meant the lad must have gone out of the city alone, at least a hundred miles away.
"Wasn’t he recuperating in the city? Why did he suddenly leave?"
"I don’t know, but Xiao Er is likely caught in a tough battle, and he’s at least a hundred miles from us. The two attendants arranged for him might also have met with misfortune."
With a flip of the palm.
A soul ball with a somewhat distinctive design appeared in his hand, with dozens of white rays converging as one and constantly transmitting ripples, just like countless raindrops hitting a lake without end.
Evidently, this matched the current situation of several disciples teaming up to resist the Purple Cloud Palace disciples, and there were numerous white beams scattered nearby. Among them, two had long since dimmed, a sign of the disciples who died in the previous sect confrontation. Fresh chapters posted on novel⦿fire.net
Two other beams were similarly faint, seemingly having met with disaster, and in a remote area, there was one remarkably bright light, shining brightly, its shape even transforming.
"How is this possible."
"The Purple Cloud Demon Palace didn’t bring many experts this time, and they are under our surveillance. How could they possibly seek trouble with Xiao Er? Among the peers, no one should be able to push him to such an extent."
"Even the two Nascent Soul Stage young beasts in the Demon Palace, haven’t gained the slightest advantage in their battles with Xiao Er these two days."
"Though Xiao Er is unlucky enough not to have broken through to Nascent Soul, the pile of Magic Treasures he carries is not to be underestimated. What’s more, he’s inherited the Sect Leader’s true teachings, and has no fewer than three top Daoist Skills. Who could push him to this degree?"
The other old man shook his head.
He simply clutched the soul ball in his hand, his expression exceptionally grim. Clearly, he had thought of something.
"Now, Xiao Er has been forced to use the Xuanyin True Form, and the two must have been fighting for a period. I felt something prickly from the soul ball, which should be..."
The other old man immediately grasped the cane in his hand.
His eyes seemed to spew fire, and in a stiff tone, he uttered.
"Liu Tangxi? Has Swordmaster Peak fallen to the point of attacking younger ones now?"
Anyone who hears the name Liu Tangxi would likely show this expression. Yet the slightly elder-looking man stroked his beard, seemingly focusing hard to sense the situation within the soul ball.
According to the Sect Master, Xiao Er’s entry into the world this time was for tempering his disposition and honing his skills, everything depending on his own decisions. Even if faced with danger, they shouldn’t intervene.
Unless older generations far surpass Xiao Er’s strength and actively make a move, they shouldn’t interfere. If there is indeed a threat to life, then they may rescue him.
This order was something the Jiu He brothers could easily understand.
Because since young, Xiao Er had been sheltered by the sect and these elders, he hadn’t suffered much, his cultivation not particularly diligent, treating Elixirs like candy, and even once slaughtering the whole family of a Joyful Sect disciple in a fit of rage for leaking sect cultivation techniques.
This caused a rift between the two sects lasting decades, which still couldn’t be fully erased, and also stirred up a great uproar in Xuanyin City.
According to Xiao Er’s testimony, it was the Joyful Sect disciple coveting sect cultivation techniques, thus necessitating silencing them. Yet, the elders have lived for hundreds of years, even if they couldn’t fully guess what happened, they could still figure it out.
If you hadn’t flaunted them, how would others know?
But after that incident, Xiao Er did become more restrained, more dedicated in cultivation, yet the problem was with one unresolved issue.
That is, the cultivation.
His realm and cultivation soared swiftly, and among peers, he found no enemy. At first glance, this seems like a good thing, no need to worry. But the reality was that this sect Master’s grandson almost entirely derived his strength from the elders.
Consuming an Elixir, which for an ordinary cultivator is enough to soar into the sky, he treats like candy.
Having in hand the Nine Yin Profound Darkness Art, ranked among the best in the world, not only in two volumes but seven side Chapters, all within his grasp.
Then, three Earth Rank Daoist Skills.
Except for one which couldn’t be learned due to low realm, he grasped the other two, though not exerting more than twenty percent of their might, in the realm of Nascent Soul and Core Formation, describing it as dimensional dominance isn’t an overstatement.
Besides this, he has one Earth Rank Magic Treasure and several high-grade Mystery Rank Magic Treasures. In this formation, an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator would die just from looking at him.
With such enhancement and growth potential, who can play against him?
At first glance, what Xuan Yinzi has doesn’t seem as lavish as the Hehuan sisters, as each of the three sisters holds Earth Rank Magic Treasures, not just one. But the issue is...
They are the successors of the sect.
Right, they are being groomed as successors, hence they are given Magic Treasures to let them refine and nourish daily, and Ying Ling is less than two years older than Yue Yue, she’s at the Peak of Core Formation at twenty-two, about to advance to Nascent Soul!