Two people had faces covered in soot.
However, considering their current situation, they couldn't afford to pay attention to this little novice , and they looked at Yi Feng and said, "Son-in-law, this stairway challenge is just an appetizer, the rest..."
"Of course, we have to continue!"
Yi Feng said without hesitation.
He wasn't blind; he could see that the elders in the sect were waiting for him to fail and give up.
How could he fulfill their wishes?
After all, this was fifty thousand Celestial Crystals, his path to becoming a tycoon.
Although it seemed like the system had forgotten about him in terms of fasting, sleeping, and physical endurance, he still had his strength.
After a short break, he followed the directions to the residence arranged for them by the Heavenly Tyrant Sect.
They were all placed in a relatively large side hall.
Two people per room, very ordinary accommodations.
Aside from occasional announcements from stewards and deacons, no one else came by.
"What kind of miserly Heavenly Tyrant Sect is this?"
Opening the door, Yi Feng fanned away the dust and couldn't help but complain, "And these people here, they don't seem that strong either, look about the same as those from the Hundred Refinements Sect."
"Oh my lord, please stop,"
Jiang You quickly shushed, fearing they might be overheard.
"Alright, alright, I'll stop,"
Yi Feng waved his hand and plopped down onto the nearby stool.
For someone like him, sitting was always preferred over standing. Lying down was always preferred over sitting.
"Elder Wang Yiyun has arrived."
At this moment, a voice came from outside.
With the voice, all the subordinate sect members staying in the side hall came out to greet her.
"The senior sect's elder is here, let's go quickly,"
Jiang Zuo and Jiang You hurriedly said.
Yi Feng was too lazy to move at first, but when he heard it was an elder and the name sounded like a woman's, he immediately became interested.
He wanted to see what level the elders of the Heavenly Tyrant Sect were.
Under the gathering of everyone, a long-haired woman, surrounded by several stewards, walked into the side hall.
Yi Feng had expected this female elder to be dressed like a human scouring pole.
But she far exceeded his expectations.
Not only was she not old, but she was exceedingly beautiful with a tall figure dressed in a red long dress. The dress cinched at the waist, outlining her tiny waist like a water snake, and below the hem of the dress, her long, straight legs were even more eye-catching. ℞𝓪𐌽∅ВЕȿ
Paired with her cold, elegant demeanor and elder status, she gave off an unattainable aura.
But when she spoke, it was completely different from her appearance.
"Everyone, no need to bow, I'm just here to see how you're settling in." Her voice was gentle and carried a touch of concern, making people feel instantly warm.
"The only female elder of the Heavenly Tyrant Sect, she truly lives up to her reputation!"
"Yes, she's icy yet gentle; whoever could marry such a woman would be the winner of life."
"You better shut up, how many men in the world are worthy of Elder Wang."
"That's right, don't think Elder Wang speaks gently, but her strength is no joke."
"Rumor has it she specializes in the path of music, masters various instruments, and in battle, anyone who falls under her 'Demonic Music' will be affected, either with depression and distress or directly falling into spiritual chaos."
In an instant, everyone started chattering away.
At this time, Wang Yiyun spoke again.
"The big match will begin tomorrow, and this year's match will be presided over by me."
"To be honest, I've looked through the profiles of many participants, and there are quite a few outstanding disciples."
"Such as the chief disciple of the Huamen Sect, Guo Renfeng..."
"The two brothers from the Zhan Tian Gate..."
"So, I'm quite looking forward to this year's big match."
As soon as Wang Yiyun finished speaking,
Many of the participants changed their faces to excitement, instinctively puffing out their chests.
And those whose names were mentioned by Wang Yiyun were even more pumped, as if injected with chicken blood.
For them, being noticed by the only beautiful elder of the Heavenly Tyrant Sect was an absolute honor.
"By the way, where is the Hundred Refinements Sect?"
At this time, Wang Yiyun spoke again, "Miss Shi Qingwu, the sect master of your sect, has some connections with me, and I heard that the one representing the Hundred Refinements Sect this time is her husband, which makes me very much looking forward to it."
As soon as Wang Yiyun finished speaking,
All the people present started discussing.
Everyone craned their necks looking for someone from the Hundred Refinements Sect.
You know, this Hundred Refinements Sect was singled out by Elder Wang herself.
Jiang Zuo and Jiang You felt their scalps go numb.
Being the center of attention , if they were very confident, it would indeed be very nice.
But in the current situation, it's definitely not a good thing!
The two tightly closed their mouths and shrank into the corner.
I won't answer, and you can't find us.
If you can't find us, it means we happened to be absent.
Wang Yiyun looked around and seeing no response, also thought they might not be present, was about to say something else when a sudden voice rang out.
"Oh my, coming here, it seems that someone already knows me."
"I am the fiancé of Shi Qingwu, sect master of the Hundred Refinements Sect, Yi Feng."
"Hello fellow practitioners."
Yi Feng walked out with a smile, clasped his fists, and bowed around.
Including Wang Yiyun, all eyes in the venue focused on Yi Feng.
Jiang Zuo and Jiang You, who almost thought they had escaped disaster, almost didn't catch their breath.
My dear eldest uncle.
You're really a big-shot.
You're truly daft, do you really think walking out is a good thing?
The two couldn't help but grumble in their hearts.
If hidden, not many people would recognize them, and when the match ended in defeat, they can just leave quietly.
But look at you, didn't you just guaranteed they will become the laughingstock of everyone.
The two scrunch up their toes, almost digging out a castle beneath their feet.
Itching to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
Wang Yiyun sized up Yi Feng.
Somehow, she couldn't quite make out Yi Feng's depth.
But she didn't pay too much attention.
There are various methods in the eight realms, and hiding one's strength was nothing extraordinary.
"Do your best, I'll be looking forward to your performance, I will be keeping an eye on you."
Wang Yiyun gave a slight smile.
At the same time, she looked at the others and said, "As for the rest of you, please adjust your state, and strive to achieve good results at the time."
After that, Wang Yiyun turned around and left with her entourage.
And the others present still focused their gazes on Yi Feng.
Some immediately came forward to make acquaintances.
More were deep in thought.
In any case, the final result was that the murky existence of Yi Feng, who no one could see clearly, became the focus of attention for everyone.