138: contempt

Outside the Command Post, an old man wearing a long robe had been standing respectfully, waiting for a long time.

"Gentlemen of the Heavenly Profound Sect, please come in."

Li Haotian nodded, and the group of Powerhouses following him entered the Command Post with him.

The Command Post, dark as ink, looked extremely imposing, faintly exuding a bloody aura.

They went directly into a conference room where many people were already seated around a round table.

Judging by the Daoist Robes they wore, one could tell they were Powerhouses from the other Ten Great Powers stationed here.

"Li Haotian, Chief of Spirit Gathering Peak of the Heavenly Profound Sect."

Suddenly, a voice rang out. A woman nearby slammed the documents in her hand onto the table, a look of disdain on her face.

Her wine-red short hair was lifted by the wind stirred up by the documents, making her look exceptionally alluring.

"The Heavenly Profound Sect must be insane! Sending a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to the Fissure, are they out of their minds!"

A person stood up with a cold laugh and looked at a man sitting in a certain spot. Li Haotian followed his gaze and recognized the person: a Saint Realm Powerhouse whom he had met previously in the Sect.

"Does your Heavenly Profound Sect owe everyone here an explanation for this matter? Why send a Foundation Establishment Cultivator? To die?"

Zhang Jincai, the previous Chief of Heavenly Ridge Peak of the Heavenly Profound Sect, also looked slightly displeased.

He had only been at the Fissure for a year, having stayed in the Sect before that. Suddenly learning about this Chief who had been crippled, his expression became somewhat awkward.

The news about Li Haotian had only just been delivered. They only sent the information regarding Li Haotian after they arrived at the Town outside the Fissure.

"I will communicate with the Sect regarding this matter. There should be a result after today's battle concludes. Everyone, please remain calm."

Zhang Jincai rubbed his temples, looking like he had a headache. Just as he stood up, preparing to contact the Sect, he suddenly saw Li Haotian present a Bamboo Slip.

"The Sect Master asked me to bring this to you. No need to contact them; all the answers to your questions are here."

The Bamboo Slip in Li Haotian's hand flew out swiftly, landing right in front of the other party.

The others frowned upon seeing this. Every person present was a Saint-level Powerhouse, and they had heard many rumors about this most trash Chief.

Seeing this guy now made them even more disgusted. He dared to use the casual address 'you' when speaking to elders with higher Cultivation than himself, and he didn't even present the item with both hands—he had no manners whatsoever.

Zhang Jincai was also dissatisfied internally, but he couldn't show it now. With so many people watching, if he also lost his temper, it would mean the Heavenly Profound Sect was humiliating itself.

He opened the Bamboo Slip and read its contents, and his expression gradually became strange.

"Everyone, Chief Li is an Outstanding Talent of my Heavenly Profound Sect. His appointment was the final decision made after discussion between the Old Ancestor and the Sect Master. After today's battle, I will take my people and the Disciples he brought to fill those posts again."

Zhang Jincai glanced at Li Haotian in surprise. The letter explained the recovery of the other party's Cultivation and what had happened in the Sect recently.

What shocked him the most was that the Heavenly Profound Sect had recently been attacked and nearly wiped out entirely.

He was currently feeling a bit unsettled, which was also why the Fissure side hadn't been notified after the Sect was attacked.

After all, there were many relatives and friends of the Disciples stationed at the Fissure back in the Sect. If they learned that their loved ones or friends had died while defending the Sect, they would likely be in a very bad mood.

Battles at the Fissure generally occur every three to five days. If the enemy exploited a weakness, they could easily perish here.

"What a joke! The Chief of Spirit Gathering Peak is the biggest trash in your Heavenly Profound Sect! Although we've been stationed here for a while, we've all heard the rumors about this kid! What nonsense are you spouting? If you don't want to be stationed here, then take him and scram!"

A loud bang sounded. Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see a huge palm print slammed onto the round table. A woman wearing a red robe snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Zhang Jincai didn't know how to explain, so he simply invited Li Haotian to sit down first.

"Don't take it personally. Sister Hong has a bad temper, or rather, everyone from the Chiyuan Sect is like this."

An old man wearing glasses revealed a helpless bitter smile, then shook his head and patted Li Haotian's shoulder.

"No one here means any harm; they are just worried that with your level of Cultivation, it will be difficult for you to survive here."

Everyone present, except for the old man, seemed dissatisfied with him. Li Haotian sighed helplessly. This identity of his truly brought an inexplicable sense of discrimination everywhere he went.

"Ignore him. Let's continue discussing today's attack. The intensity of this offensive doesn't seem particularly high, and the pressure on the City Walls isn't great."

A dark-skinned man with bulging muscles sat to the side, holding a wine glass and taking sips occasionally. Once he spoke, everyone else opened up and began discussing the battle.

Every time an attack occurred, they would hold a temporary meeting. Since the intensity of this attack wasn't very high, the main purpose of the meeting was also to see the newcomers from the Heavenly Profound Sect.

The result was that everyone was deeply disappointed.

Zhang Jincai did not offer any explanation. Although he knew everything from the letter, telling this group of people wouldn't make them believe him. Only by demonstrating true strength would they accept that this matter was real.

"Since there's nothing more to discuss, let's adjourn the meeting. Oh, and by the way, there was a problem with our resource mining team outside; they seem to have suffered some kind of attack. Everyone, be careful."

As soon as the old man wearing glasses finished speaking, everyone stood up and left their seats.

Their City was quite magnificent. Although fighting was constantly happening outside, they couldn't hear the sounds here, not because of good soundproofing, but because they were too far away.

Their Command Post was basically dozens of miles away from the Battlefield.

This was enough to show how many members of the Human Race from the entire Heaven Domain had settled here just to guard this spatial fissure.

Li Haotian stood up. The Powerhouses standing behind him all looked displeased.

Lin Tianxuan and Ancestor Shangqing were both somewhat angry, but no one spoke. Ancestor Shangqing felt that if Lin Tianxuan hadn't spoken, it wasn't his place to step forward.

Lin Tianxuan did indeed want to speak up and reprimand these people, but Li Haotian stopped him.

Li Haotian used Sound Transmission to indicate that this matter required no further explanation, so Lin Tianxuan had no choice but to drop it.

As Li Haotian left the Command Post, preparing to head to his residence, a man stood in front of him—it was none other than the muscular man who had been holding the wine flask earlier.

"Kid, this isn't a place where someone with your Foundation Establishment Cultivation can stay. Just stay honestly within the City and don't go out. Maybe then you can survive for a year."

After speaking, the man turned and left.