Chapter - 8 (The Clans Causing Trouble.)

Inside the pavilion, in front of the destroyed door, Qian Ling stared at Deacon Jia and the outer disciples.

Suddenly, her communication talisman vibrated. She sent her Divine sense into it and was stunned.

After a moment, she did nothing and surrendered.

Watching her surrender, Deacon Jia laughed and personally approached, to subdueLin Xue.

Lin Xue, staring at Qian Ling, was completely disappointed.

Then, Lin Xue immediately started to attack. However, her cultivation was suppressed by the array, causing her fighting power to decrease drastically.

Lin Xue took out her icy sword and began to fight. Deacon Jia laughed, saying, "Little girl of the Lin clan, be obedient and surrender. Maybe you'll have a complete corpse."

Hearing this, Lin Xue snorted and launched a direct attack. The temperature in the room dropped dramatically, and cold wind surged from her energy.

Deacon Jia also attacked with his sword.

Behind him, some of the disciples who were outside the formation were turned into ice sculptures.

The array was a suppressing formation, not a defensive one, so it was natural for them to be harmed. Still, the only ones turned into ice sculptures were early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Mid-stage and high-stage Qi Training cultivators had some treasures to block the attack.

As for the area behind Lin Xue, it remained intact, as if the attack hadn't reached there at all.

Deacon Jia was confused. Was my attack weak? Why is the mortal unscathed while my disciples are dead?

He continued to attack, and after a few rounds, Lin Xue was sent flying toward Ye Chen. He caught her with his hand.

"Young Master, I am sorry I lost," she said, before losing consciousness.

"It's okay... just rest," Ye Chen said, sending some green energy into her body. He calmly summoned a bed with his thoughts and gently placed her on it.

Her injuries began to heal automatically with the green energy.

Ye Chen then turned his gaze to Deacon Jia, his eyes calm and devoid of any emotion.

At that moment, the roof of the pavilion was completely destroyed, and Deacon Jia was standing in the air. The formation was also deactivated, as the disciples had exhausted their energy.

Deacon Jia thought dealing with a mortal wouldn't cost him anything.

But when he met Ye Chen's gaze, it felt as though a beast was staring at its prey.

He saw his life in those eyes, and if those eyes were to blink, he would die.

For the first time in his life, he felt a fear so intense it overwhelmed him.

"Master!" Hearing the voice of his disciples behind him, he subconsciously turned around, only to be terrified.

They were melting, as if their existence was returning to the earth.

Who is he? Deacon Jia thought, wanting to ask the question, but his thoughts quickly vanished as he felt his body lighten.

He was also disappearing!

"At least let me ask something..." That was Deacon Jia's last thought before he died.

Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away, at the top of Cloud High Mountain, inside the misty fog, within the Spirit Cloud Sect, in the hall where the life tokens of inner sect disciples were recorded.

One of the tokens suddenly shattered quietly. An outer sect disciple who was guarding the life tokens stared at it in shock. He quickly rushed to the main building to deliver the news to the sect master.

Inside the main hall, Sect Master Qian listened calmly to the outer disciple, even though one of his sect's deacons had been killed.

He recalled having sent those individuals to invite the two unknown cultivators.

"Go back," he ordered the outer disciple, then sat in his seat at the head of the sect.

"Is that guy really the variable that you prophesied, ancestor?" Sect Master Qian murmured, as if speaking to someone, yet the room was empty.

"He is... but he is not the one we were waiting for," a weak voice responded in his ear.

Sect Master Qian sat back in his chair, deep in thought.

At one of the peaks of Spirit Cloud Sect, upon hearing the news of Deacon Jia's death, the peak master was infuriated.

"How dare she kill my son?" The peak master's voice thundered, and the entire peak trembled. The disciples quickly fell to their knees in fear.

There were some cultivators in front of him, they knelt from the pressure.

"Lord Yinfeng, the golden scroll you asked for is also with that woman, Lin Xue," one of the informed.

These cultivators were no other than those who went to search after Lin Xue and didn't found her. After asking the mortals about Zhao Tian, they went to Peak Master Jia Yinfeng.

"Let's go. I will kill my son's murderer and their entire family," the peak master Yinfeng said angrily, motioning for the three clan members to follow.

In the half-destroyed pavilion, Lin Xue woke up a few hours later.

"You're awake," Ye Chen smiled and said.

As Lin Xue regained consciousness, she appeared dejected. Her strength was weak, and she felt unworthy to fight for the young master. She began to speak about how she wasn't worthy to follow him.

Ye Chen didn't say anything. He simply allowed her to calm herself. This was her Dao heart tribulation, and if she overcame it, she would reach new heights.

After a few hours, Lin Xue gradually calmed down.

You are still here? Lin Xue said coldy and asked.

Hearing this Qian Ling was stunned, and she finally come to her senses. She thought that after they surrendered and Deacon Jia led them to sect, she will plead to her father for both Ye Chen and Lin Xue.

In fact she even received a message from her father, he has invited both Ye Chen and Lin Xue to the sect. She thought that things will go good way but didn't expect there was a fight and deacon Jia and his disciples all died. She was even terrified to think how they all died.

"You're still here?" Lin Xue asked coldly.

Hearing this, Qian Ling was stunned, finally coming to her senses. She had thought that after they surrendered and Deacon Jia led them to the sect, she would plead with her father for both Ye Chen and Lin Xue.

In fact, she had even received a message from her father, inviting both Ye Chen and Lin Xue to the sect.

There wasn't any trouble for them and her father just wanted to chat.

She had believed that things would go smoothly, but she hadn't expected a fight to break out, leading to the deaths of Deacon Jia and his disciples.

She was even terrified to think how they all have died.

"Erasing a person from the world. Is there such a magical power in this world?" Qian Ling thought.

"Well, let's go to another pavilion," Lin Xue said and didn't ask any more questions. She threw a space ring toward Qian Ling. "It's our fee for eating and drinking. As for the damage, ask your sect. It's not our fault."

With that, Lin Xue led Ye Chen around the city. Qian Ling stood there, dumbfounded, staring at the ring. When a servant approached, she finally snapped out of her daze, feeling uneasy as if she had lost something valuable.

Suddenly, Qian Ling sensed that her luck had diminished by more than half compared to what it once was.

Meanwhile, on the street, Lin Xue took Ye Chen's hand with her trembling body.

She truly dared to pull Ye Chen from the pavilion around the streets. Luckily, he hadn't said anything; otherwise, she would have been deeply embarrassed.

"Huh! Why did you stop?" Ye Chen finally asked as Lin Xue halted.

"Young master, I don't have any spirit stones now. I threw my space ring full of spirit stones to that Qian Ling in anger," Lin Xue replied.

And the space ring of those cultivators disappeared with them.

We are broke!

Hearing this, Ye Chen laughed. He really liked her personality, especially when she behaved that way in the pavilion, such a fierce Lin Xue.

It seemed that her personality had always been like that, but she had suppressed it because of him. Now that she felt he truly cared for her, she began to feel comfortable around him and started showing her true self.

He liked it!