vstars Chapter 185 She always asks for 21
Chapter 185 She always asks for 21
Those who supported Fang Ziqi yesterday are now coming to find Wen Chuyan again.
"Senior Brother, I heard from the Sect Master that you went to the Netherworld Valley some time ago?" A disciple stood curiously next to Wen Chuyan.
Wen Chuyan paused for a moment, then nodded.
"Senior Brother, are there many treasures in the Netherworld Valley? But our cultivation is too low; we can't obtain them at all." The disciple looked somewhat disappointed.
“Yeah, with our cultivation levels, we’d probably die as soon as we went in,” someone next to him chimed in.
In the past, Wen Chuyan would have definitely told them that he could help them find it.
But now, Wen Chuyan just watched them quietly, without making any move.
The disciples felt somewhat awkward under Wen Chuyan's gaze. One of them tentatively asked, "Senior Brother, could you help us look for it?"
"The trial is coming up soon, and I'm afraid I won't pass it."
Wen Chuyan smiled softly: "I'm sorry, junior brother, I've been too busy lately, I may not have time."
"Senior brother, it's alright. It won't take long. Please help us." The disciples refused to give up.
Wen Chuyan looked at them gently: "Junior brothers, you can ask Junior Brother Fang for help."
"You've helped him so much, he definitely won't refuse you."
The disciples immediately looked embarrassed and pursed their lips.
"Senior Brother, we don't want to vote for Second Senior Brother, but you know how domineering he is, yet the Sect Master and the others treat him so well."
Everyone knows who to choose.
Looking at them, Wen Chuyan felt a dull ache in his heart as he thought about what happened yesterday.
The sect leader said that Junior Brother Fang's talent was not as good as his, so he valued him more. The junior brothers said that Junior Brother Fang was too domineering, so they chose him.
Why is it that between him and Junior Brother Fang, they always choose Junior Brother Fang?
“Since you junior brothers support Junior Brother Fang, then let Junior Brother Fang handle your affairs. I still have training to do, so I’ll take my leave first.” Wen Chuyan nodded to them and turned to leave.
Ah Yin was the best to him, so he should be the best to her in return. He shouldn't waste his kindness on these people.
The day of the duel arrived quickly.
The dueling arena was divided into two factions: one supporting Fang Ziqi and the other supporting Wen Chuyan.
Fang Ziqi's side was packed with people, including the sect leader and several elders, while Wen Chuyan's side had very few people scattered around.
Mu Silan said angrily, "How can we win like this? Even if we win, they won't vote for us."
The outcome was already known before the duel even began.
Wen Chuyan glanced at the disciples he had helped; many of them were disciples he had raised from childhood.
When the disciples met Wen Chuyan's gaze, they lowered their heads awkwardly.
"Fine, I won't vote then! Wen Chuyan, you absolutely have to beat that Fang Ziqi to a pulp!" Song Xianyin said angrily.
Looking at Song Xianyin, who was already furious, Wen Chuyan comforted her, "Don't worry, Ayin, I'll fight hard."
Mu Silan was taken aback when he heard this address. Who was Ayin?
Seeing Wen Chuyan blushing, Mu Silan's lips twitched: "Alright, go on now."
Jiang Wange looked worried: "Fellow Daoist Wen, you must be extra careful."
Looking at the sect leader and elders not far away, Jiang Wange had a bad feeling.
Mu Silan glanced at her and said, "Don't worry, the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect knows what's going on."
We can't do anything that breaks the rules, especially with these outsiders watching.
Wen Chuyan and Fang Ziqi soon stood on the dueling field.
As they passed Wen Chuyan, the sect leader reminded him, "Stop when you've made your point."
Wen Chuyan's grip on the sword tightened slightly, and he lowered his eyes: "Yes."
As soon as the sect leader spoke, Fang Ziqi moved immediately, giving Wen Chuyan no time to react.
His eyes were sinister, and he specifically targeted Wen Chuyan's left hand, which he had just bled out yesterday.
Wen Chuyan's heart sank; things absolutely couldn't continue like this.
With a sudden change in the sword's light, Wen Chuyan immediately shifted the direction of his sword, forcefully pushing Fang Ziqi into a desperate situation.
"Isn't this a trial? Why is Second Senior Brother trying to kill Eldest Senior Brother?" a disciple whispered.
"Hush, it's normal that the sect leader didn't stop it."
Song Xianyin was extremely anxious watching from below. This Fang Ziqi was really cunning, always resorting to underhanded tricks.
"Why is he using powder paste to warm Chu Yan's eyes?!" Song Xianyin was so angry that she wanted to rush up to him.
Mu Silan grabbed her collar tightly and pushed her behind Jiang Wange.
"Don't do anything reckless, or you'll be beheaded and then you'll behave yourself."
Wen Chuyan's face remained calm, his eyes fixed on the person in front of him.
"puff--"
The sword sliced through the air, and a deep, bone-revealing wound immediately appeared on Fang Ziqi's body.
He clutched his chest in pain, staggering a few steps. His gaze at Wen Chuyan was extremely gloomy.
It was extremely quiet all around; apart from the sounds of the two fighting, there was no other sound.
Fearing that Wen Chuyan might soften his stance, Song Xianyin shouted, "Now!"
Just as the sword tip was about to pierce Fang Ziqi's body, a palm strike suddenly descended.
Wen Chuyan's brow twitched as he dodged the sect leader's attack.
The atmosphere grew even more tense. The sect leader helped Fang Ziqi up, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Chu Yan, Zi Qi is your junior brother. How can you be so competitive?"
The long sword in Wen Chuyan's hand trembled slightly.
The sect leader showed no mercy with that strike; he genuinely wanted him to die here.
The elders on the stage exchanged glances.
“Sect Master, this is a matter between you and your fellow disciples. It seems inappropriate for you to act this way.” An old man with a white beard stroked his beard.
The female elder next to her rolled her eyes: "Sect Master, your heart is so biased, it's hard to tell. Should this duel continue or not?"
The sect leader was placed on the platform, his face looking rather unpleasant.
"Sect Master, come down quickly! What are you doing? Come down, come down quickly!" An elder waved his hand at him.
The disciples of the Wuji Sect are still here, making a fool of themselves in front of others. Who knows what people will think of the Tianjian Sect when word gets out.
"Wen Chuyan, forget about him, let's go!"
That old, immortal sect leader!
She is really angry!
The sect leader's eyes darkened slightly. He knew that this wild girl was the reason why Wen Chuyan was so disobedient.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and swung it towards Song Xianyin, the palm strike fierce and merciless.
Wen Chuyan's expression immediately changed. He stood in front of Song Xianyin, his long sword spinning back and forth, and without hesitation, he slashed at the sect leader.
Everyone else was startled by this sudden turn of events.
"Big Brother!"
The sect leader's face had turned ashen. In an instant, two figures clashed and fought, their killing intent surging.