Chapter 140 Xuantian Sword Sect

Ye Fan's words nearly choked the group to death. They wanted to refuse but didn't dare to argue, so they could only slink away from the Joyous Union Sect in disgrace.

Whether it was out of sheer frustration or because it was actually true, they didn't forget to leave behind a parting threat before departing.

"The one surnamed Ye, don't think you can sleep soundly just because you beat us."

"To tell you the truth, the true Prodigies of our Central Continent will arrive in a few days."

"Those are Dao Seeds and Saintesses ranked in the top twenty or even top ten of the hidden dragon ranking. They are peerless Prodigies capable of rivaling the Core Formation Realm, and they can defeat you with a single finger!"

After leaving their threats, the group immediately fled. Their pathetic appearance was actually quite laughable.

Ye Fan didn't care about the Prodigies they mentioned, but the various Sect Heads were somewhat dumbfounded.

They had originally thought these people were already the top Prodigies of the Central Continent; even if their own Disciples lost to them, it wouldn't be shameful.

But hearing this now, it seemed that wasn't the case. The truly powerful characters hadn't even arrived yet?!

"Rivaling the Core Formation Realm... doesn't that make them just like Ye Fan?!"

Compared to the heavy expressions of the Sect Heads, Qing Mingzi looked arrogant, his back straightened so much he was practically poking the sky. He couldn't help but laugh out loud on the spot.

The foreign enemies who had swept through the Southwest Continent were easily crushed by Ye Fan alone; this was an immense boost to their reputation.

After this battle, Ye Fan could even be compared to the older generation of Core Formation Realm Cultivators, invisibly raising the prestige of the Joyous Union Sect once again.

Seeing this, the Sect Heads felt a mix of emotions. On one hand, Ye Fan had helped them get revenge and protected the final dignity of the Nine Great Sects.

But on the other hand, with Ye Fan around, the rise of the Joyous Union Sect was likely unstoppable.

Thinking of this, the crowd could only force a smile, say a few polite words, and depart one by one.

Qing Mingzi found Ye Fan more and more pleasing to the eye. If not for the fact that Ye Fan was still too young, he really felt like stepping down and letting the talented youth take over.

"Ye Fan, you did a beautiful job. You not only dampened those fellows' arrogance but also vented a grievance for my Nine Great Sects, letting the world know that our Southwest region is not to be bullied," Qing Mingzi praised uncontrollably.

Ye Fan was not carried away by victory. Instead, he apologized to Qing Mingzi, saying he had fought without prior consultation and should be punished according to the Sect rules.

This stance made Qing Mingzi and the others feel even more comfortable. Knowing when to advance and retreat had always been one of his strengths.

If Ye Fan were truly arrogant because of his favor and acted recklessly using his status as the Sect's Dao Seed, he wouldn't be able to hold that position for long.

While speaking, Ye Fan took out the Magic Treasures he had seized earlier. Aside from a few handy ones he kept, he handed all of them over to Qing Mingzi for public use.

Although the others said nothing, they had been coveting them for a long time.

These were genuine Magic Treasures. Even Core Formation Realm Cultivators didn't have many. Since Ye Fan had obtained so many at once, it would be strange if the others weren't envious.

However, these things were ultimately Ye Fan's spoils of war. If he really wanted to keep them for himself, Qing Mingzi and the others wouldn't have the nerve to ask for them.

Now that he proactively offered them for "public use," the high-level members' favorable impression of him increased even further.

Ye Fan donated over ten spoils of war in one go. Except for some Elders who were old, weak, or not good at fighting, almost every Core Formation Realm high-level member received one, including the recently joined White Lotus Peak lineage.

"Revered Master, this is for you."

Ye Fan smilingly took out a ribbon-like Magic Treasure. It looked somewhat like a pink Armillary Sash and was a relatively rare Magic Treasure that combined offense and defense. It was the best quality among the spoils.

Su Ningxue intended to accept it calmly, but she was caught off guard by a whispered comment from Ye Fan.

"It will definitely look good tied on you."

"You..."

Su Ningxue's peerlessly beautiful face instantly flushed like fire. Had it not been the wrong time, she would have fought Ye Fan to the death.

Murong Wan, You Tan, and Yun Li also received one each, all of which were genuine Medium Grade Magic Treasures.

Although the three women said nothing, their hearts were equally sweet.

Unsurprisingly, the result of this battle at the Joyous Union Sect quickly spread throughout the Southwest, and everyone who heard of it cheered.

Since their appearance, these Prodigies from the Central Continent had caused chaos in the Southwest. Not only did the Nine Great Sects suffer, but even small cultivation Families and Schools were severely harassed.

But now that Ye Fan had wiped them all out, everyone was naturally overjoyed. Unknowingly, Ye Fan had become a hero-like figure in the Southwest.

Those once-arrogant Central Continent Prodigies were now like rats in a sewer; everywhere they went, people whispered about them behind their backs.

These fellows had no reason to get angry; it was only natural to suffer such humiliation when their skills were inferior.

These were things they had done to others, and now the boomerang had simply come back to hit them.

"These bastards actually dare to humiliate us behind our backs!"

Some of the ill-tempered ones wanted to take action, but they were stopped by others.

"Don't be impulsive. Haven't we suffered enough already?!"

"Then what should we do! Are we just supposed to endure it?!"

"Endure? How is that possible? Don't forget the Trial Grounds are about to open. Senior Brother and the others will arrive soon. When that time comes, we'll settle all our old and new scores together."

Lu Lin's words reminded everyone. The true Prodigies of the Central Continent hadn't arrived yet. Once they came, Ye Fan would certainly face the consequences.

They hadn't traveled thousands of miles to the Southwest just to teach these Nine Great Sects' hicks a lesson.

That trial was the top priority; these events were merely minor interludes at most.

"Hmph, just you wait and see. It's not yet certain who will have the last laugh."

Initially, the Nine Great Sects didn't know the true purpose of these people either, thinking they had come to challenge and spar for experience while traveling.

But because sweeping through the Southwest had been too easy, these fellows had loose lips, and their true purpose had already spread far and wide.

"There are ruins left by an ancient Sect in the Southern Wasteland Desert?" Ye Fan said with a look of disbelief.

Qing Mingzi nodded somewhat awkwardly. As a local power in the Southwest, he hadn't known about this, which was quite embarrassing to admit.

According to the rumors from the Central Continent, this ancient Sect was called the Xuantian Sword Sect. It had been destroyed for well over ten thousand years. At that time, even the Old Ancestors of the Nine Great Sects hadn't been born, so it was only natural not to know.

Only after hearing the news did Qing Mingzi search through ancient texts and find a few clues, but even so, he was startled.

From these brief records, it wasn't hard to see how powerful the Xuantian Sword Sect was at its peak; it was comparable to the top forces of the Central Continent.

Thinking about how many treasures would be in the ruins left by such a powerful Sect made one's mouth water.

The Nine Great Sects had wanted to use their local advantage to strike first, but harsh reality quickly slapped them in the face.

As one of the Four Great Forbidden Lands, the Southern Wasteland Desert's danger level was even higher than that of the Extreme Thunder Valley. It was shrouded in sandstorms all year round, with countless grains of sand acting like myriad sharp blades.

Anyone who forced their way in would be constantly attacked by the sandstorms, ultimately ending in their death and the dissipation of their Dao.

In the past, there was even a Golden Core Old Ancestor who tried to force his way in, but he ended up losing half his life. In the end, no one dared to step into this forbidden land again.

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