254: Chapter 254 Young People Have Too Much Temper

The reinforcements from Wendao Palace arrived faster than expected.

Chu Sheng was in the main tent studying a map of the Devil Domain when Jiang Zhenshan lifted the curtain and entered, saying that the people from Wendao Palace had arrived.

Chu Sheng put down the map and walked out of the main tent.

Above the main camp of Tianfeng Kingdom, a massive spirit boat slowly descended; the sword-shaped emblem of Wendao Palace was carved onto its hull.

The spirit boat landed steadily outside the camp gate. The hatch opened, and a team of Disciples in white robes descended first, with long swords hanging at their waists, exuding a heroic aura.

Then came Guo Qing, the eldest Disciple of Ye Gucheng, at the Peak of Sea Opening Realm, with a cold and stern expression, his chin held higher than his forehead.

The last to walk out was an old man with white hair and beard, a gaunt face, and wearing a gray Daoist robe, looking like an ordinary old village scholar.

The Peak Master of the Tenth Peak, at the Spirit Nurturing stage, one of the Elders with the highest seniority in Wendao Palace.

Chu Sheng went up to greet him and cupped his hands: "Senior, you have traveled a long way, thank you for your hard work."

The Peak Master of the Tenth Peak stroked his beard and smiled: "Elder Chu is too polite. In the Righteous-Demonic War, Wendao Palace is duty-bound."

His gaze paused on Chu Sheng for a moment, a flash of appreciation appearing in his eyes.

"Your progress is rapid."

Chu Sheng said: "Senior, you flatter me."

Guo Qing stood behind the Peak Master of the Tenth Peak, looking at Chu Sheng with a complex gaze.

There was defiance, and also wariness.

He had started to Cultivate decades earlier than Chu Sheng, but now his cultivation was left far behind by Chu Sheng.

But he dared not act rashly. Chu Sheng was the Lord of Destiny of Wendao Palace, having rung the wendao bell, and even Ye Gucheng treated him with a measure of respect.

Guo Qing cupped his hands, his tone neither cold nor warm: "Elder Chu, I have long heard of you."

Chu Sheng nodded: "Senior Brother Guo, you have had a tiring journey. Please, come inside."

Guo Qing did not speak again and followed the Peak Master of the Tenth Peak into the main camp.

In the central command tent, Chu Sheng dismissed everyone else, leaving only the Peak Master of the Tenth Peak for a private talk.

"Senior, how is the situation in the Sect?" Chu Sheng asked.

The Peak Master of the Tenth Peak picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said slowly.

"It is not very peaceful. The conflict between Ye Gucheng and Feng Qingyang's factions has temporarily subsided due to Feng Qingyang's death. But those below are still competing, and undercurrents are surging."

Chu Sheng nodded. The Thirty-Six Peaks of Wendao Palace were filled with factions, which could not be resolved in a day or two.

"What about Ye Wuhen?"

The Peak Master of the Tenth Peak put down the teacup and glanced at Chu Sheng: "My trip here, on the surface, is to support the Righteous-Demonic War, but in reality... it is to protect him."

Chu Sheng was not surprised. Ye Wuhen was the Sect Master's only son and was qualified to compete for the position of Dao Child, so he could not afford any mishaps.

"Rest assured, he is in the Imperial Capital under the care of Grandmaster Jiang, so he is safe and sound," Chu Sheng said.

The Peak Master of the Tenth Peak sighed: "Grandmaster Jiang is at the Palace Building stage, more than enough to deal with ordinary Devil Generals. But what if a powerhouse at the level of a Devil King launches a surprise attack..."

He did not continue, but the meaning was clear.

Seeing that the Peak Master of the Tenth Peak was in a good mood, Chu Sheng took the opportunity to ask about Divine Abilities.

"Senior, I have been trying to Cultivate a Divine Ability recently, but I cannot seem to grasp the method. Do you have any tips?"

The Peak Master of the Tenth Peak glanced at him: "A Divine Ability? You are only at the Middle Stage of the Spirit Nurturing realm, and you want to practice a Divine Ability?"

Chu Sheng said: "Just trying, what if I succeed?"

The Peak Master of the Tenth Peak stroked his beard and pondered for a moment: "The cultivation of a Divine Ability requires comprehending the Laws of Heaven and Earth. If your cultivation is insufficient, you cannot comprehend the Laws. I suggest you go find the Sect Master; he also practiced a Divine Ability when he was in the Spirit Nurturing realm. I don't know if he succeeded, but he might be able to give you some pointers."

Chu Sheng thought for a moment and shook his head: "Forget it, the Sect Master is busy; I'd better figure it out myself."

He thought to himself: 'Look for Ye Cang? That old fox would surely fleece me dry.'

The Peak Master of the Tenth Peak saw through his thoughts and smiled: "You are quite clever."

The two chatted for a few more moments.

The Peak Master of the Tenth Peak suddenly asked: "Elder Chu, what do you think of Guo Qing?"

Chu Sheng said: "Not bad, good aptitude, refined sword techniques, it's just that..."

"Just what?"

"Just that his chin is held too high."

The Peak Master of the Tenth Peak was stunned for a moment, then burst into loud laughter, his beard shaking.

"You brat, your words are truly biting."

Outside the tent, Guo Qing heard the laughter, and his expression was not very good.

He was patrolling the camp with a few elite Inner Sect Disciples. Wherever they passed, the Cultivators of Tianfeng Kingdom would step aside and bow in salute.

Guo Qing's chin was held even higher.

An Inner Sect Disciple whispered: "Senior Brother Guo, is that Elder Chu... really that powerful?"

Guo Qing snorted: "Powerful? It's just good luck."

He said this with his mouth, but in his heart, he knew clearly that Chu Sheng's strength could not be explained by luck.

But he was unconvinced.

He felt that Chu Sheng had only rung the wendao bell and gained the recognition of the Ancestral Master, which was why he had what he had today.

If given the same opportunity, he could do it too.

Chu Sheng walked out of the main tent, saw Guo Qing standing in the camp with the Disciples, and walked over.

"Brother Guo, are you getting used to the camp?"

Guo Qing cupped his hands: "I appreciate your concern, Elder Chu, everything is fine."

His tone was very polite, but there was a hint of defiance in his eyes.

Chu Sheng saw it but did not point it out.

He smiled and casually summoned a zhu xian sword from his Dantian.

Dark red patterns flowed across the pitch-black sword, and Sword Qi spread silently, causing the temperature of the entire camp to drop by several degrees.

The expressions of the Wendao Palace Disciples changed drastically, and they retreated a few steps involuntarily.

Guo Qing's pupils also constricted.

That Sword Qi was even sharper than Ye Gucheng's wentian sword.

Chu Sheng put the sword away and patted Guo Qing's shoulder: "Cultivate well, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

His tone was very casual, as if he were talking to a Junior.

Guo Qing's face turned from blue to white, and he could not speak.

The Inner Sect Disciples behind him looked at each other, with only one thought in their minds—this Elder Chu was not to be trifled with.

Chu Sheng turned and left, leaving Guo Qing standing there, his hand pressing on the hilt of his sword, his knuckles turning white.

He did not draw his sword.

It was not that he didn't want to, but that he dared not.

The Peak Master of the Tenth Peak stood in the distance, watching this scene, shook his head, and whispered: "Young people, their tempers are too fiery."

He turned and returned to the main tent to continue drinking tea.