668: Chapter 668 The Huashan Sect: Where is its Face?

The surrounding martial artists lowered their heads one after another, not daring to let Daoist Priest Qingxuan see the expressions on their faces.

Some were gloating, some were secretly cheering, and others had mixed feelings.

Wang Tianlong's words didn't just insult the Huashan Sect; they insulted every sect with a Kunlun Ruins background.

But no one dared to step forward and refute him.

Because whoever refuted him would be admitting they were a dog.

Had this Wang Tianlong gone mad just because he had latched onto Ye Chen's leg?

Daoist Priest Qingxuan's face suddenly turned ashen.

"Wang Tianlong, this old man will not engage in a war of words with you."

"The Ancient Tomb Sect's eligibility—this old man is revoking it today for certain."

"Your Wang Family cannot stop it."

"I said so!!!"

As he spoke, he pulled a token from his sleeve and held it high.

It was a bronze token; the character for 'Command' was engraved on the front, and the Huashan Sect's insignia was on the back.

The Martial Arts Alliance, Elder Token!

The Martial Arts Alliance's tokens were divided into two levels.

The first level was called the [Alliance Founding Token]. There were only five in existence, held by various sect leaders and clan heads, granting them the power of a veto.

The second level was called the [Elder Token]. There were twenty in total, with each power holding five.

The holder of this token could exercise elder authority during the Martial Arts Tournament, including disqualifying sects that violated regulations.

Of course, according to the rules, it required the joint deliberation of the five major powers.

But Daoist Priest Qingxuan couldn't care less about that now.

Even if he broke the rules today, he was going to revoke the Ancient Tomb Sect's eligibility.

Otherwise, the Huashan Sect would lose all face.

However...

The moment he raised his token, Wang Tianlong moved as well.

He also pulled a token from his sleeve and held it high.

It was a jade token; the character for 'Alliance' was engraved on the front, and the Wang Family's insignia was on the back.

A Martial Arts Alliance Founding Token.

The holder of this token possessed the power of a veto.

Any major decision could not pass as long as even one founding power opposed it.

Wang Tianlong looked at Daoist Priest Qingxuan and spoke coldly.

"My Wang Family exercises its veto."

Daoist Priest Qingxuan's expression changed completely.

"Wang Tianlong, have you gone mad?"

"You're going to use your veto for an outsider?"

Wang Tianlong looked at him and said indifferently,

"First, Mr. Ye is not an outsider; he is the master of my Wang Family."

"Second, the veto is my Wang Family's right. I'll use it if I want to; what's it to you?"

"Third..."

He paused, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

"If you want to revoke the Ancient Tomb Sect's eligibility, fine."

"Wait until your Huashan Sect can cover the sky with one hand in the Martial Arts Alliance, then we'll talk."

"Otherwise..."

"You'll just have to take it! Suffer in silence!"

The token in Daoist Priest Qingxuan's hand slowly lowered, his face so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

He knew he had lost.

He hadn't lost on logic; he had lost on power.

The Wang Family had a veto, and he could do nothing about it.

Unless he could get his hands on the Sect Leader's Founding Token.

And then...

Persuade the other three founding powers to support him together. But that would take time and an exchange of interests; it wasn't something that could be done now.

More importantly...

Would the other three families offend the Wang Family for the sake of the Diancang Sect?

Would they offend Ye Chen for the sake of the Ancient Tomb Sect?

Daoist Priest Qingxuan didn't dare to gamble.

Furthermore...

Even if he gathered the Founding Tokens of the four major powers, it would only be to pressure the Wang Family.

It would only be useful if the Wang Family relented.

If the Wang Family didn't relent, it would still be useless.

He took a deep breath, pulled the token back into his sleeve, and spoke coldly.

"Wang Tianlong, can your Wang Family afford the consequences of the decision you made today?"

Wang Tianlong smiled.

"That is not for you to worry about."

He turned around, faced the business van, and bowed.

"Master, please rest assured. Today's matter will be handled by your subordinate."

"You should return to the hotel to rest first."

Inside the van, Ye Chen gave a faint "Mm."

The next second.

Shu Yuan and the other followed suit and entered the car. The business van's engine started, and it slowly drove out of the parking lot.

Soon.

The car disappeared into the crowd.

Daoist Priest Qingxuan stood where he was, watching the business van leave. The rage in his chest almost burned through him.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Tianlong, gritting his teeth.

"Wang Tianlong, you just wait!"

"This old man will not let today's matter rest!"

Wang Tianlong looked at him, smiling without a word.

That smile was full of mockery.

Daoist Priest Qingxuan gave a cold snort and left with a flick of his sleeves.

The four Huashan Sect disciples behind him hurriedly followed, each with their heads lowered, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Elder of Diancang Sect stood where he was, looking at the departing Daoist Priest Qingxuan and then at Wang Tianlong. The expression on his face was quite a sight.

He knew that he had completely offended both sides today.

But what could he do?

He was also in despair.

Elder of Diancang Sect bit his teeth, cupped his hands to Wang Tianlong, and said submissively, "Wang Family Head, today's matter was my Diancang Sect's fault. I will certainly visit another day to apologize."

After saying that.

Without waiting for Wang Tianlong's response, he turned and led the Diancang Sect disciples away in disgrace.

The surrounding martial artists watched this scene in dead silence.

The Diancang Sect was gone.

The Huashan Sect was gone.

Wang Tianlong stood in place with his hands behind his back, his gaze scanning the area.

No one dared to meet his eyes.

He smiled and turned toward his own car.

Gongyang Shou followed Wang Tianlong's lead and couldn't help but spit.

"Damn, I thought a fight was going to break out. This is it?"

"Wasn't that old Taoist acting all high and mighty just now?"

"Talking about revoking eligibility and Elder Tokens—I thought he was going to fight us to the death!"

"And then you vetoed him, and he just wilted?"

"Is that it? That's all?"

The more Gongyang Shou spoke, the angrier he got, his voice rising several octaves.

So much so...

That the martial artists who hadn't dispersed yet felt their mouths twitch.

Wait...

Old sir, were you hoping for a fight or something?

Wang Tianlong glanced at him and shook his head. "Not fighting is actually better."

Gongyang Shou was stunned, his brow furrowing.

"Why?"

He really didn't understand.

With his temper, after that old thing Daoist Priest Qingxuan called them dogs and tried to revoke their eligibility in front of so many people, he would have slapped him long ago.

Huashan Sect or not, he'd hit him first and talk later.

But Wang Tianlong actually said not fighting was better?

This didn't seem like Wang Tianlong's style.

Wang Tianlong turned around, standing with his hands behind his back, his gaze following the business van as it faded into the distance.

"I heard news from the Chen Family..."

Gongyang Shou's ears immediately perked up.

Wang Tianlong continued, "Several powers from the Kunlun Ruins are watching Master."

Gongyang Shou's pupils constricted slightly.

"The One Clan, Three Sects, Five Gates?"

Wang Tianlong nodded. "More than that."

Gongyang Shou's face darkened completely.

It wasn't that he didn't know Ye Chen had offended powers from the Kunlun Ruins.

But he hadn't expected there to be so many.

And from what Wang Tianlong was saying, these powers weren't just watching; they were waiting for an opportunity.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Gongyang Shou's back.

He suddenly understood why Wang Tianlong hadn't fought just now.

If they had truly come to blows with Daoist Priest Qingxuan today and the situation had spiraled out of control, would those Kunlun Ruins powers hiding in the shadows have taken the chance to jump out?

Would they have used some pretense to openly attack Ye Chen?

The answer was yes.

Those old fogies were waiting for exactly that.

Wang Tianlong looked at Gongyang Shou and sighed.

"That's why I said not fighting is better."

"In today's matter, we were in the right and Qingxuan was in the wrong. No matter how much he hates it, he can only suck it up."

"But if we had fought..."

He shook his head and didn't continue.

But the meaning was already clear.

Gongyang Shou took a deep breath and looked up at Wang Tianlong.

"Old Wang, your brain is actually quite useful."

Wang Tianlong glanced at him. "Did you think everyone was like you, only growing in height but not in wits, spending every day wanting to go to foot spas?"

Gongyang Shou: "..."

...

Yan City, Huashan Sect Base.

This was a villa located in the suburbs, built against a mountain with winding paths leading to secluded spots.

Daoist Priest Qingxuan walked through the villa gates with a gloomy face. The four Huashan Sect disciples behind him were as quiet as cicadas in winter, not even daring to breathe loudly.

They knew their Martial Uncle's temper all too well.

After losing so much face in the parking lot today, to describe their Martial Uncle's current mood as "furious" would be an understatement.

Daoist Priest Qingxuan crossed the front courtyard, went around the screen wall, and headed straight for the main hall.

In the main hall, a white-haired old man sat upright in a grandmaster chair, holding a tea cup and slowly savoring it.

His name was Daoist Priest Qingfeng, the Sect Leader of the Huashan Sect and a powerhouse at the Peak Celestial Master Realm.

Hearing the footsteps, Daoist Priest Qingfeng lifted his eyelids, glanced at Qingxuan, and spoke indifferently, "You're back?"

Daoist Priest Qingxuan walked up, cupped his hands, and said with an ashen face, "Sect Leader Senior Brother, that Ye Chen is truly too arrogant!"

Daoist Priest Qingfeng set down his tea cup and asked unhurriedly,

"What? He didn't give you face?"

"It's more than just not giving face!"

Daoist Priest Qingxuan gritted his teeth and recounted everything that happened in the parking lot in detail.

By the end.

Daoist Priest Qingxuan's voice was trembling.

"Sect Leader Senior Brother, that Ye Chen simply doesn't respect our Huashan Sect at all!"

"That Wang Tianlong even humiliated me in public, calling our Huashan Sect dogs!"

"If this grudge is not avenged, where will the Huashan Sect's dignity remain?"