After Favorability Is Maxed Chapter 228 – 228 Meeting Everywhere in Life

228 Meeting Everywhere in Life
Xiahou Cenyi's expression was calm, but her words were overbearing.

The meaning of her words was obvious… I'm going to snatch the puppet, so what can you do about it?

This was simply bullying!

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion, who were maintaining the Six Rens Sword Array, looked at the woman in red with grief and indignation. However, the Grand Elder's eyes swept over them. With the power of her high position all year round, these disciples immediately became silent and gritted their teeth.

The Sword Pavilion was gathering their manpower to destroy a nearby stronghold of the demon sect because their old home had been stolen by the demon sect a few days ago. The people they had sent over were not core disciples, and there were even a few outer disciples.

In terms of cultivation and status, they had no right to refute. However, because they still had a little dignity in their hearts, they did not immediately cancel the sword formation. However, some people's hands were already trembling.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Trapped in the formation, the huge Palace Spirit struggled even more vigorously. It kept raising its fist, which was made of palace parts and bombarding the sword formation.

The sword formation was on the verge of collapse.

Seeing that they were not moving, Xiahou Cenyi squinted her eyes. “Back when Zuo Youhuai was cultivating in the Baishan Court, he had to bow respectfully when he saw me. He had to address me as a teacher and senior. The disciples of the Sword Pavilion today are really something else, huh?”

There she goes again, ‘taking advantage of her seniority' again, but this mountain-like seniority was indeed oppressive.

Because there were many retired elders and even Sect Masters from different sects who served as lecturers in the Baishan Court, most of the sect's disciples would go in to learn for a while, whether it was to understand other sects or to find some experts.

Although the traditional view of martial arts being respected had led to a lot of prejudice in the Baishan Court, its use was undoubtedly enormous.

Xiahou Cenyi was a playful person, so she had naturally been in it before.

The current master of the Sword Pavilion, Zuo Youhuai, was just a young swordsmith who had studied in the past in front of Xiahou Cenyi.

Not to mention the other sects. When they thought of their Sect Master/Pavilion Master/Master/Grandmaster having to show the respect of a junior in front of this great aunt, they felt a sudden pressure.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion were the same.

There was still a trace of hesitation in their hearts, but now they were only left with fear and trepidation. As the first person withdrew his spiritual energy and his flying sword, he cupped his hands in a trembling voice and said, “Senior, please forgive me for not being able to react in time.”

The others also withdrew their swords, and the Six Rens Sword Array formation collapsed.

Wang Rong, who was giving orders from the side, was ashen-faced at this moment. The way he looked at Liu Yuan was no longer filled with grief and indignation, but with pain in the balls, as if he had eaten a plate of shredded ginger and potatoes.

It's fate… I can't hide from this guy, I can't avoid it.

He was afraid that he would fail his mission again!

Unless there were other places on this island that were worth exploring and he could obtain some valuable heavenly materials and earthly treasures, it would be extremely difficult for Wang Rong to return to his original position without any contribution.

“It's this junior who was shocked to meet an acquaintance here and didn't give any orders. Please forgive me, Senior.”

Wang Rong held his breath, his heart was bleeding from gritting his teeth, but he still had to put on a respectful appearance.

“An acquaintance?”

“When fellow Daoist Jiang Feng participated in the Singing Sword contest, I was the one in charge of the registration…” Wang Rong said as he looked at Liu Yuan.

Liu Yuan's memory was close to the level of photographic memory. Naturally, he still remembered the person in charge back then. He had also noticed this fellow just now.

It was just that he really did not expect to meet this guy again here.

“Indeed, life is full of coincidences. It's an honor to meet you again.” Liu Yuan sighed.

Who the hell wants to meet you?

Wang Rong felt that the bad luck of his life had started from meeting this guy. His previous life had been smooth sailing. Although he was only a 4-star swordsmith, his position in the Sword Pavilion was higher than some 6-star swordsmith because he was good at building his network.

However, ever since that incident, he had been sent away again and again. Now, he had changed from a comfortable logistics job to a frontline combatant in the exploration of such a dangerous tomb of the Martial Emperor.

He could not tell outsiders about the sadness in his heart.

Wang Rong gave a fake smile. In his heart, he would focus on studying swordsmithing after leaving the Martial Emperor's Tomb this time. He no longer wanted to go back as soon as possible. He already understood that no matter how many connections he had, he would only be trapped in a circle. Without strength, the people above would not care about your little tricks. If they said they would send you out, they would not hesitate at all.

“Since you two are acquaintances, it's not an offense. You may leave,” Xiahou Cenyi said.

“Yes.” Wang Rong nodded in agreement while sighing that strength was indeed the most important thing. Everyone present could see that Xiahou had not descended with her true body, but rather an existence like a projection. It was constructed with pure spiritual energy, and jer aura was not very strong.

Therefore, he had some wishful thinking.

However, when he remembered that the other party was a Crossing Calamity stage powerhouse, he gave up.

The people from the other sects around watched the Sword Pavilion's people retreat submissively. They had trapped the big puppet with the formation and almost succeeded in subduing it. In the blink of an eye, it had become someone else's gift. They could not help but feel sad for the loss of their kind, but they did not dare to move.

First, he did not dare to argue with the Grand Elder of the Sky Treasure Pavilion, who was one of the few Crossing Calamity stage powerhouses in the entire Shangyang.

This was not the time to show off one's courage and backbone. If one was not careful, not only would they lose their lives, but they would also become enemies with the Sky Treasure Pavilion.

Not to mention anything else, most of the talismans in the hands of the people present were all purchased from the Sky Treasure Pavilion. If this sect chose to deal with one person, then it would really make life difficult for them. They would experience the feeling of being surrounded by enemies.

Furthermore, the representative of the Jade Mirage Sect, the Eldest Senior Sister Ling Hua, who was publicly acknowledged as the next Sect Master, had already said that the puppet should be handed over to the only disciple of the Baishan Court, which meant that it should be given to Liu Yuan.

Didn't this mean that the Sky Treasure Pavilion and the Jade Mirage Sect were on the same side?

Who still dared to speak?

Previously, everyone could still say a few words. After all, although Ling Hua was powerful, she was still a junior. But now that Xiahou had appeared, who would dare to say anything to this great aunt?

As for the fact that the next leader of the Jade Mirage Sect and the Grand Elder of the Sky Treasure Pavilion seemed to be protecting the same person at the same time, although some people had already vaguely felt that something was wrong, no one dared to mention it.

Even Ling Hua, who had been secretly waiting for a time to strike, could only suffer this loss in silence.

Xiahou Cenyi scanned the surroundings. No one was prepared to speak anymore. She then said to Liu Yuan, “Go on.”

Liu Yuan coughed to clear his throat, “Many thanks for Senior Sister's generous gift.”

He had just seen Xiahou Cenyi's series of ‘demonstration' actions, and he already understood why she was not present in her real body, but in the form of a sword spirit. Her actual strength was not enough to intimidate everyone.

Although the Grand Elder of the Sky Treasure Pavilion was indeed famous, there were many people who had entered the Martial Emperor's Tomb. It was hard to guarantee that there were spies from the demonic sect or enemies of the Sky Treasure Pavilion.

According to the timeline, Xiahou's main body was still in a state of closed-door cultivation. During the Crossing Calamity stage, every time she went into closed-door cultivation, it represented a crucial catastrophe. At this time, if people with ulterior motives knew that she seemed to have used the Soul-Splitting Technique and became the sword spirit of Liu Yuan's sword, things would be troublesome.

But now, the more natural and powerful Xiahou's performance was, the less suspicious she would be.

Chapter end