27: This was an accident. I didn't expect it.

“Useless trash, how dare you challenge me on stage?”

But at this moment, Hui Mei seemed to grow even angrier, her demonic face somewhat flustered, as she rose and threw another punch, fiercely hitting Ye Fan’s face, causing blood to splatter onto Hui Mei’s demonic cheek.

“It seems your Saint Heaven Sect truly has no one left, to send such useless trash up; each one is worse than the last, not even as good as those good-for-nothings on the Forging Bone Rankings from the Ye Family.”

“Are you sending this trash to humiliate me?”

“Scram!”

Hui Mei roared, kicking Ye Fan hundreds of meters away, sending crimson blood splattering everywhere as he crashed heavily onto the plaza from dozens of meters high.

Ye Fan’s face was covered in foul blood, making his original appearance unrecognizable. His bones were shattered in countless places, and he lay on the ground, barely breathing, a truly pathetic sight.

Yet, the surrounding Sect Disciples looked at him with immense disgust and loathing, as if they wished they could rush up and stomp on him to vent their anger.

“He stole and consumed so many Sect divine medicines and treasures, then swaggered onto the stage, making us think he might be useful, but in the end, he couldn’t even withstand a single move.”

“What do you mean ‘a single move’? He ran away and was instantly killed. While the previous ones also couldn’t withstand a single move, at least they faced the enemy head-on.”

“Even a pig, after eating so many divine medicines and treasures, could possess hundreds of thousands of catties of strength.”

“The Sect’s face has truly been completely lost.”

“I don’t understand why the Sect wastes so many resources raising such trash.”

“If he weren’t a Disciple of a founding Family, such trash wouldn’t even qualify to be an outer Disciple, let alone stay on the main peak.”

…

Overwhelming insults echoed throughout the arena plaza.

Normally, everyone would be busy Cultivating, and even if they knew Ye Fan had wasted so many divine medicines, since a Grand Elder had already sacrificed his life, they would at most feel some dissatisfaction, grumble a bit, and not bother to pay much attention.

But now, Hui Mei had come knocking, and the Sect’s reputation was at stake.

At such a critical moment, Ye Fan ran out, went up, and was toyed with and brutally beaten like a monkey. This can be said to have directly provoked public outrage and ignited everyone’s fury.

Usually, as a Disciple of a prominent Family, if you cause some trouble, everyone is used to it, after all, they’ve grown accustomed to it.

But at a time like this, you still come out to cause trouble? What are you doing? Do you think everyone isn’t frustrated enough?

Or do you think the Sect hasn’t been humiliated enough?

Not only did no one pity Ye Fan, but some Disciples even directly shouted for Ye Fan to be killed and his body hung up as a warning.

At this moment.

The faces of the Sect’s high-ranking officials on the high platform could no longer be described as merely gloomy; they felt as if they had been played for fools. If the other party wasn’t the founding Family Head and the Sect Master, they probably would have already erupted.

To describe it as a prelude to dark clouds gathering and a super storm approaching would not be an exaggeration in the slightest.

“This was an accident, I didn’t expect it,” Ye Tianxiong explained to everyone, a vein twitching in his temple.

He was telling the truth.

But clearly, no one would believe him.

“Sect Master, everyone knows you dote on your nephew, but at such a serious occasion concerning the Sect’s reputation, there’s no need to let him go on stage and perform, is there?” A Grand Elder said in a low voice, still giving the Sect Master some face by not directly saying ‘humiliating’ but merely ‘performing’.

“Enough. At a time like this, internal strife only makes outsiders laugh.”

Elder Duanmu’s face was grim as he said, “Sect Master, I heard you ordered that Little Holy Son Chu Tian is not to make a move, and that you would handle it. But now, the Prodigies of the Ye Family have either been defeated, or some have disgraced themselves in the Western Primordial Forbidden Zone, and the Prodigies of our various Families have also been sufficiently humiliated. May I ask the Sect Master to retract his command and allow Little Holy Son to make a move?

Otherwise, today’s matter will be very difficult to resolve.”

“The Sect’s ancestral teachings state that the Sect’s interests are paramount. At this time, internal strife should cease.”

“Sect Master, please retract your command.”

“Otherwise, if word of today’s events gets out, our Saint Heaven Sect truly won’t be able to face anyone.”

“Sect Master, please prioritize the Sect’s reputation.”

…………

Many high-ranking Sect officials also spoke up, while Chu Tian King silently lowered his head, not daring to speak.

After all, he was also involved in this matter.

But who could have expected the situation to escalate like this?

Showing his face at this moment would be inviting scolding, and he didn’t have such a masochistic tendency.

Moreover, Ye Tianxiong was responsible for this mess due to his own foolish actions. If he hadn’t brought Ye Fan out, everyone’s words wouldn’t have been so sharp.

“I…”

Ye Tianxiong’s face was contorted, veins bulging in his neck. Faced with the unanimous accusations, he felt utterly unable to defend himself.

He suddenly realized that something must have happened while he was away.

But why was everyone only targeting him and not Chu Tian King? After all, to avoid any mishaps, he had specifically dragged Chu Tian King into it.

However, Ye Tianxiong also understood that in this situation, any explanation at this moment would be meaningless and would only further enrage the crowd.

“Alright.”

Ye Tianxiong’s eyes were bloodshot, and he practically spat out a few words from his throat: “Please invite Little Holy Son Chu Tian to the stage.”

He understood that no matter whether the Sect was humiliated or not, his own reputation was completely ruined today, his authority would be affected, and it would even indirectly influence everyone’s perception of the Ye Family.

A Family willing to sacrifice the Sect’s interests for internal strife would be unwelcome anywhere.

“Little Holy Son.”

At this moment, many high-ranking officials and Grand Elders turned their gaze to Chu Tian, their eyes filled with anticipation.

“Chu Tian, do you have confidence?” Elder Duanmu said, weighing his words, “You should be able to withstand three moves, right?”

After all, this was the Little Holy Son, the eldest legitimate son of the founding Chu Family, with both his parents being Emperor Sovereigns. If Chu Tian was unwilling, no one would dare to force him.

Under the many expectant gazes, Chu Tian slowly rose, cupped his fists in salute to the Grand Elders, and then calmly said, “Defeating him is as easy as taking something from one’s pocket.”

“Since the Sect Master has already spoken, it is acceptable for this Junior to go on stage. After all, it is for the Sect’s prestige; personal honor and disgrace are not worth mentioning.”

“However, Uncles and Grandfathers, Chu Tian has one condition.”

“As long as you agree, I will resolve Hui Mei within three moves.”

Many high-ranking Sect officials had expressions of shock in their eyes, instinctively feeling that this boy might be too arrogant.

Although this Xiao Guangtou was indeed incredibly arrogant and annoying, his strength was undeniable.

Yet, Chu Tian’s expression and tone gave them an inexplicable, powerful confidence, as if Hui Mei would be swept aside as soon as he made a move.

“What condition?” Elder Duanmu asked.

A cold glint flashed in Chu Tian’s eyes as he looked at Ye Tianxiong and said, “From now on, no matter the reason, Ye Fan shall not be acquitted and released from the Sin Domain. I said I would make him pay for his actions and refine all the divine medicines and treasures he consumed.”

“In fact, directly refine him into a Medicinal Pill.”