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Before the words had left his mouth, a dozen figures emerged from the dense forest.
The newcomers were none other than the members of the Holy Spirit Palace who had previously encountered Chen Li and his companions.
Leading the group were Elder Lengyue and Chen Ming, with Yue Shan closely following behind. The members of the Holy Spirit Palace appeared quite disheveled, each bearing varying degrees of injuries, their clothes tattered, clearly having just endured a fierce battle.
Yue Shan stood beside Elder Lengyue, surveying the others with a look of disdain. "Heh! You can't possibly think that the power of a Cultivator can easily deal with an Ethereal Spirit, can you?"
Everyone turned to look, their gazes sweeping over the members of the Holy Spirit Palace before finally settling on Yue Shan.
The Cloud Sword Elder and Blazing Sun Elder exchanged glances, both seeing a hint of displeasure in each other's eyes. The people from the Holy Spirit Palace were truly insidious, attempting to take advantage of others' misfortunes.
Clearly, they had done nothing yet dared to jump out and make sarcastic remarks! However, due to their status, they refrained from saying much more, merely snorting coldly before turning their heads away.
But Chen Li had no such reservations; his tone dripped with unhidden mockery. "Oh, isn't this the esteemed disciple of the Holy Spirit Palace? How did you end up in such a state? Were you chased around by an Ethereal Spirit?"
Shen Qingyue chimed in with a sarcastic tone as well, "Exactly! Look at them all bruised and battered; they must have been scared out of their wits!"
Faced with their ridicule, Yue Shan's expression shifted between shades of green and white, unsure how to retort. Although he spoke lightly, he was acutely aware that the Holy Spirit Palace had suffered a significant setback this time.
They had barely begun their confrontation with the Three Major Sects when they encountered a Beast Tide. It was no easy feat to fight their way out, and they had lost seven or eight fellow disciples in the process. If it weren't for Elder Lengyue fighting fiercely to protect them, they might have perished there!
Chen Ming walked alongside Yue Shan and felt his face darken upon hearing Chen Li and Shen Qingyue's taunts. Despite his young age, he was incredibly proud and could not tolerate such derision.
"You are truly ungrateful! Our Holy Spirit Palace specializes in spiritual bodies; dealing with Yin spirits is naturally easier for us," Chen Ming said coldly, his tone mature and composed, contrasting sharply with his youthful appearance. "If it weren't for us stepping in to deal with those Ethereal Spirits, your situation would likely be no better than ours."
At just eight years old, Chen Ming was exceptionally gifted, having already cultivated to the Innate Realm Ninth Level at such a young age—one of the top talents among his peers in the Holy Spirit Palace. Moreover, having been raised by the palace master since childhood, he had developed an imposing presence without needing to raise his voice.
Even Elder Leng Yue felt a sense of trepidation in his presence.
At that moment, as the words left his mouth, Lin Xuan and the others exchanged doubtful glances. When they were besieged by the Ethereal Spirits earlier, they had indeed felt a sudden decrease in pressure, as if someone had secretly come to their aid. Could it be that this kid was telling the truth?
With this thought in mind, Lin Xuan and the others looked at Chen Ming with newfound curiosity.
Seeing the change in their expressions, Chen Ming couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. To think that these esteemed elders could be fooled by him filled him with an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
He continued to speak earnestly, "Everyone, we dealt with the Yin Souls, so naturally, the treasures in this valley belong to us at Holy Spirit Palace. I kindly ask you all to keep your hands to yourselves and refrain from taking anything!"
As he spoke, the members of Holy Spirit Palace stepped forward. It dawned on Lin Xuan and the others that the people from Holy Spirit Palace had been waiting for them all along! After fighting so hard to clear out the Ethereal Spirits, they were now being made to serve as a cover for someone else’s gain?
The elders from Heavenly Dao Sect and Golden Sun Sect immediately turned grim, their gazes toward Holy Spirit Palace filled with hostility. Although they disdained Holy Spirit Palace's actions, they refrained from acting out; after all, Holy Spirit Palace was formidable, and if things escalated, they would have to explain themselves back at their sects.
An awkward silence fell over the atmosphere.
However, Chen Li couldn't care less about that. He had always looked down on the people from Holy Spirit Palace, and now he was seething with rage.
Without holding back, he shot back, "I say you people from Holy Spirit Palace are truly something! What’s wrong? Have you gone mad from poverty or lost your minds? You’ve come here to rob us of our hard work?"
"You!" Yue Shan was instantly enraged, pointing a finger at Chen Li as he spat out curses. "You better watch your mouth! Just because Lin Xuan is protecting you doesn’t mean you can act so recklessly. Do you believe I—"
"Believe what? A defeated foe?" Chen Li sneered dismissively, interrupting Yue Shan with disdain in his tone.
As he spoke, Chen Li rolled his eyes dramatically, looking as if he were asking for a beating.
"You!" Yue Shan trembled with anger, pointing at Chen Li but struggling to articulate a complete sentence.
Chen Ming stood nearby, his gaze toward Chen Li like that of a venomous snake—cold and vicious. If it weren't for the presence of Heavenly Dao Sect and Golden Sun Sect members, he would have already rushed forward to tear Chen Li apart!
Suppressing his fury, he forced a smile that didn't reach his eyes and said, "Chen Li, what do you mean by that? When has Holy Spirit Palace ever tried to rob you? I'm merely stating facts; if you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it."
"Are you serious?" Chen Li laughed heartily, as if he had just heard the greatest joke. "You all? You think you dealt with the Ethereal Spirit? I think you're more like the ones being chased by it!"
Chen Ming's face turned a deep shade of anger, but he couldn't find the words to retort.
"What? Did I say something wrong?" Chen Li pressed on, pointing at the wounds on the members of the Holy Spirit Palace. "Look at you all in this pathetic state, claiming you dealt with the Ethereal Spirit? If you really had that ability, how come you're all so injured?"
"You! You don't know what you're talking about! We were merely injured by the Beast Tide!" Chen Ming's face flushed a deep red, his fists clenched tightly, making cracking sounds.
The atmosphere grew tense once again.
Leng Yue's delicate gaze fell on Chen Li, a smile that didn't reach her eyes gracing her lips as she feigned nonchalance. "Chen Li, we from the Four Major Sects are all part of the human race; we should share both fortune and misfortune. Is this how you intend to go against the contract of the Four Major Sects?"
A heavy accusation was laid upon Chen Li. A glint of cunning flashed in Leng Yue's eyes as she turned her gaze toward her mentor, Lin Xuan, and continued, "Lin Xuan, I've heard you're known for your impartiality in the academy. Now that this brat is so blatantly violating our ancestors' contract, aren't you going to punish him?"
Her words clearly struck at Lin Xuan's weak spot.
Lin Xuan's expression shifted slightly, as if he were contemplating something.
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