Chapter 131 Three Tips

Ye Fan's words broke the tense, sword-drawn atmosphere in the grand hall, drawing everyone's attention to him.

In the past, Ye Fan would not have had the qualification to speak in such a setting.

However, after the incident concerning the White Lotus Sect's merger, Ye Fan's status within the Sect had skyrocketed, and he now had the right to speak in deliberations.

"It's you?"

Dao Xuan naturally recognized Ye Fan. Seeing him step forward to speak, his expression even grew somewhat complicated.

Ever since the Heavenly Pride Assembly, each deed performed by Ye Fan had been more astonishing than the last.

The crowd had yet to recover from the shock of his defeat of Murong Jie, and now news spread that Li Minghe's death was related to Ye Fan. Such feats had already far exceeded the limits of what a Prodigy was thought capable of.

This made everyone involuntarily think how wonderful it would have been if they could have recruited Ye Fan back then. Unfortunately, it was far too late to speak of such things now.

"Disciple Ye Fan pays his respects to the Sect Head, Revered Master, all Elders, and all Seniors."

Ye Fan clasped his hands and bowed to the assembly, perfectly embodying the demeanor of a Daozi of the Joyful Union Sect. His words and conduct were impeccable.

"Ye Fan, you cannot speak recklessly in front of so many Seniors. What method could you possibly have to resolve this?" Qing Mingzi asked with a frown.

Ye Fan's appearance was not part of his plan, and for a moment, he couldn't quite grasp Ye Fan's intention.

"This Disciple ventures to say a few more words. Although the Four Demonic Sects are currently lying low, they could resurge at any moment. If the Nine Great Sects become estranged over a minor matter, it will only cause pain to allies and delight to enemies."

Everyone naturally understood Ye Fan's point. However, compared to the declining Four Demonic Sects, the other eight Sects were clearly more wary of the Joyous Union Sect's rise. That was why they had united to suppress it somewhat, with the Qingyun Sect taking on the vanguard role.

"Ye Fan, cease this sophistry here! This matter concerns the bloody vendetta for my Junior Brother. Today, our Qingyun Sect must have an explanation."

Dao Xuan paid no heed to such arguments, stubbornly insisting that the Joyous Union Sect provide an explanation.

Otherwise, he planned to use this as a pretext to unite the various Sects in applying pressure.

By then, whether the Joyous Union Sect was willing or not, it would inevitably have to relinquish a significant amount of benefits.

"You want an explanation, is it?... How about this Junior gives you one?"

"What explanation can you give me?"

Ye Fan's shocking statement stunned the Sect Heads of the various Sects present. No one knew what he meant.

Su Ningxue's willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she had already realized something, but it was too late to speak up and stop him.

"How about Senior Dao Xuan points out three moves for this Junior? If, after three moves, this Junior is fortunate enough to still be standing, we consider this matter settled. What does Senior think?"

Once Ye Fan uttered these words, it was truly a statement that would shock if it didn't kill.

The previously noisy hall instantly fell deathly silent. No one could believe what they had just heard.

Although Ye Fan had once defeated Murong Jie, who was at the Second level of Core Formation Realm, he was fundamentally incomparable to a powerhouse like Dao Xuan, who was at the eighth level of Core Formation Realm.

Although rumors had spread that Li Minghe's death was related to Ye Fan, anyone with a sound mind wouldn't take it seriously.

Everyone merely thought it was a rumor spread by the Joyous Union Sect, aiming to build momentum for Ye Fan.

Now, he dared to say to Dao Xuan's face that he would withstand three of his moves. To anyone looking on, Ye Fan was seeking his own death.

As expected, Qing Mingzi and Su Ningxue immediately stepped forward to object, sternly rebuking Ye Fan for causing trouble and ordering him to go to the Punishment Hall at once to receive punishment.

The other high-ranking members, recovering from their shock, also voiced their opposition one after another, clearly disapproving of his suicidal proposal.

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, it was too late for Ye Fan to take back his words. Dao Xuan nearly laughed out loud.

"Well said, Ye Fan. Truly worthy of being a Disciple this seat once favored. Since that's the case, I shall point out three moves for you."

"But we must be clear. If you fail to endure, will the Joyous Union Sect hand over the person?"

Dao Xuan revealed his true intentions. Just as Qing Mingzi was about to object, You Suyi, who stood beside him, stepped forward.

"If Ye Fan truly loses, then this head of mine shall belong to your Qingyun Sect."

Once You Suyi's words were spoken, they were like spilt water—impossible to retrieve. Even Qing Mingzi could no longer stop things now.

She was never one to be cowardly. Since joining the Joyous Union Sect, she had witnessed everything that transpired.

Be it for benefits or be it superficial affection, the Joyous Union Sect's actions were beyond reproach.

If she played the coward now, then You Suyi would be unworthy of being a Sect Revered Master.

As for why she trusted Ye Fan, even You Suyi couldn't explain it clearly.

Perhaps it was because even Li Minghe had died by his hand. You Suyi believed Ye Fan could continue to create miracles.

Taking a step back, if Ye Fan lost, then using her own life to end the dispute would at least be worthy of the Joyous Union Sect.

Ye Fan glanced at You Suyi with some surprise, clearly not expecting her to say such a thing.

With things having reached this point, even Qing Mingzi's opposition was useless. He could only urge Ye Fan to be extremely careful.

Even You Suyi told him to act according to his ability, admonishing Ye Fan that if he could use his own life to resolve this matter, it might be the most fitting outcome.

"Peak Master You, rest assured. I know my limits."

Looking again at Su Ningxue and The several women, their faces were each more unsightly than the last, as if all saying the same thing.

"We'll settle the total account after this is over."

The development of the situation far exceeded everyone's expectations. The Sect Heads of the various Sects exchanged glances, inwardly shaking their heads, all feeling Ye Fan's actions were somewhat too arrogant.

But with matters having reached this stage, more words were useless. Everyone seemed to already see the outcome of the wager.

"Senior Dao Xuan, shall we proceed to the Martial Arts Practice Field?"

"That's unnecessary. Outside the grand hall will suffice. This seat will end this farce immediately."

Dao Xuan wore an expression of complete confidence, clearly not taking Ye Fan seriously at all.

The crowd moved to the plaza outside the grand hall. Their gazes toward Ye Fan held a trace of pity, as if today would be the day his Dao dissipated with his death.

"Later, I ask Sect Head Dao Xuan to show mercy." Ye Fan said, clasping his hands in salute.

"Seeing that you possess some measure of courage, this seat will give you a chance."

"As long as you can force me to use more than half my strength, you win this wager. That should prevent anyone from saying this seat is bullying the weak." Dao Xuan declared confidently.

"In that case, many thanks to Sect Head Dao Xuan."

A cunning smile lifted the corner of Ye Fan's mouth. As for Dao Xuan, the moment the words left his mouth, he felt a twinge of regret, sensing he might have fallen into Ye Fan's trap.

But on second thought, if he needed to use half his strength to deal with Ye Fan, what difference would there be from losing?!

"Take this move, you brat."

Dao Xuan condensed one-tenth of his power into a spiritual energy Flying Sword, which shot toward Ye Fan like a meteor descending from the heavens.

The power of this strike far exceeded the limits of a Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator. Even Ye Fan would find it difficult to withstand it head-on.

The result was as expected. Even with Ye Fan pushing the Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Art to its extreme, this sword strike still sent him flying over a hundred meters.

Ye Fan's figure shot backward like a kite with a severed string. He hurriedly transformed into a bolt of lightning to barely stabilize himself mid-air.

Ye Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling as if his internal organs had been displaced. It took great effort to barely catch his breath.

"Thank you, Senior Dao Xuan, for showing mercy. It's time for the second move."