Chapter 133 - 109: "Did you tell him this is Mortal Sect territory?
Chapter 133: Chapter 109: "Did you tell him this is Mortal Sect territory?
The intrusion of the Young Master of the Pill Sect shattered the harmonious atmosphere in the Celestial Pit. The air was instantly plunged into silence as everyone present stopped talking, quietly watching the scene unfold.
The congratulatory gift was not small.
Ten thousand Ghost Stones.
It was more Ghost Stones than most of the other factions present had given, but the tone of his words was clearly filled with disdain for the Mortal Sect.
To put it bluntly, this man was here to crash the party.
...
No one spoke.
The atmosphere suddenly turned awkward.
The only voice echoing through the entire canyon belonged to Zhou Yi, the Young Master of the Pill Sect.
"Everyone here today has come to congratulate the Mortal Sect on slaying the Ghost King." Qi Yue pulled Gongyang Yue behind her, her expression cold as she stared at the Young Master of the Pill Sect. "Isn’t it inappropriate for you to come here and cause a scene?"
"Who’s causing a scene?"
The Young Master of the Pill Sect tilted his head to look at the crowd, then pointed to the pile of gifts to the side. "Didn’t I bring a gift? Ten thousand Ghost Stones. Is that too little? How much did your Sheep Race bring? Let’s hear it."
"Besides, who are you? Do you even have the right to speak here?"
"Ah, forget it."
He suddenly slapped his forehead and looked at Chen Fan with a face full of mock apology. "Perhaps that was a bit improper. The gift has been delivered. I now need to take my fiancée, Gongyang Yue, with me. Would Sect Leader Chen be so kind as to accommodate me?"
"Insolent!"
Gongyang Yiyue took a step forward, her expression grim as she raised the banner in her hand. "This is the Death Banner of the Sheep Race. Anyone who dares to take my Young Lady must step over my dead body."
"Sigh."
The Young Master of the Pill Sect sighed lightly and spread his hands. "Gongyang Yiyue, the Night Watcher of the Sheep Race. A name known to all."
"But since I came today, I came prepared."
With a flick of his hand, he pulled an Array Plate from his robes and looked at Gongyang Yiyue with a smile. "Here. I made a point of bringing my Sect’s ultimate treasure, the Heaven and Earth Array Plate. Once activated, it’s impenetrable for the time it takes a stick of incense to burn. Go on, try and attack. See if you can shatter my Heaven and Earth Array Plate."
Just then—
Zhou Mo rode his Skeleton Horse back from the canyon, carrying the heavily injured and unconscious Patriarch Wang. He placed him beside Hey Hey, allowing the altar to nourish him.
"Oh, right. My apologies. My eyes must have been playing tricks on me. It seems I sent some gatekeeper flying just now."
"How about this."
The Young Master of the Pill Sect fumbled in his robes for a moment before tossing out 10 Level 2 Ghost Stones. "I’ll compensate with 100 Ghost Stones. I’m a very principled man, you see."
The Celestial Pit fell into a dead silence.
Everyone was silent, their gazes occasionally and subtly shifting toward Chen Fan. They were only here to offer congratulations; it wasn’t worth getting involved in this mess. Although the man before them was arrogant, the Pill Sect was indeed one of the top powers in Jiangnan, on par with Medicine King Valley.
They were not to be trifled with.
Qi Feng was just about to say something with an indignant expression, but the old man who had been accompanying him tugged on the corner of his sleeve, shaking his head to signal him not to get involved. Qi Feng’s brows furrowed, and he seemed to struggle with his words for a long moment before finally saying nothing at all.
The Mortal Sect was strong.
They had slain a Ghost King.
But it had only just risen to prominence during the rainy season. Its foundations were still shallow. It was especially uncertain how much strength it had left after killing the Ghost King. Faced with such pressure from the Young Master of the Pill Sect, they would surely have to concede.
This was perfectly normal.
Everyone present knew what the final outcome would be; Chen Fan would just lose a lot of face.
Generally speaking, one wouldn’t go so far as to crash a celebration like this unless there was a deep-seated grudge. But considering it was the Young Master of the Pill Sect, it somehow seemed normal.
There are always certain people in the world.
No matter how outrageous their actions, you somehow find them completely normal.
...
"Forget it."
The Young Master of the Pill Sect smiled as he returned to his carriage. "My words were a bit extreme just now. I hope Sect Leader Chen can forgive me. Young people can be a bit impulsive when they speak. I’m sure you can understand."
"This is the Mortal Sect’s territory, after all. Out of respect for you, Sect Leader Chen, I won’t make a move here. I’ll be waiting for you at the canyon entrance."
"We’re leaving."
The carriage slowly drove back into the canyon, exiting Nameless Mountain under everyone’s gaze as if no one else was there.
At this moment,
voices finally rose once more within the Celestial Pit.
"Sect Leader Chen, that guy has always been like that. He was spoiled rotten as a child and has no manners."
"The Mortal Sect will definitely surpass the Pill Sect in the future. There’s no doubt about it."
"As expected of Sect Leader Chen, your temperament is so steady. If it had been someone more hot-headed, they would have been provoked just now."
The surrounding people exchanged glances.
They gathered around, trying to find ways to help Chen Fan save face.
There was truly nothing to be done.
If the Pill Sect insisted on using its power to bully a new faction, what could be done? They could only endure it.
"..."
Chen Fan, who had remained silent with a calm expression the entire time, looked at the groggily awakening Patriarch Wang. He beckoned him over with a wave of his hand and asked softly, "Would you like to join the Mortal Sect?"
"I... I’ll join..."
Patriarch Wang’s injuries had not yet fully healed. He spoke in a low voice, his body trembling slightly from the pain. Taking a hit like that at his age was truly agonizing.
"Did you inform him that this is the Mortal Sect’s territory?"
"I told him three times."
"Three times."
Chen Fan nodded lightly. He gazed at the group that was gradually receding, about to leave the canyon, and said in a low voice, "Informed three times, yet he forced his way into the Mortal Sect’s territory, injured my sect member, and insulted my guests."
"He..."
"How could he possibly think he would leave here alive?"
The next moment—
At the canyon entrance a kilometer away, a Level 2 City Wall suddenly materialized out of thin air, solidly blocking the entire canyon and cutting off the path of the Pill Sect’s group.
"Chen Fan."
The Pill Sect’s procession slowly came to a halt. The Young Master of the Pill Sect, sitting inside his carriage, lifted the curtain. His voice, ugly and laced with humiliation, echoed from the canyon: "You dare to block me? You want to make an enemy of the Pill Sect?"
"Everyone."
Chen Fan’s gaze slowly swept across the faces of everyone present. "As long as I draw breath, if any power dares to insult the Mortal Sect, the Mortal Sect will stop at nothing to drag them down with us, no matter the cost."