283 Ups and Downs (2/2)
Elder Smelter retrieved his fiery dragon, but Fang Yuan could not guess what he was thinking.
”You have returned victorious but you are injured. Have a good rest!”
His expression returned to normal as he looked towards Venerable Longhu. ”Since the culprit is dead, we shall take our leave...”
Venerable Longhu was expressionless as he looked at Lin Qianye's corpse.
Seeing this, Fang Yuan sighed. He knew that they would be enemies for a long time to come and there was nothing he could do to establish good relations with them.
”Let's go!”
Elder Smelter chuckled and led the way while Fang Yuan followed behind.
If not for the protection from Elder Smelter, the entire Thousand Year Mountain would tear him apart alive.
...
After a long while, the unforgiving sun rays landed on Venerable Longhu. He was motionless like a statue in the wind.
”Sect head?”
A few elders came out with worried looks on their face.
”Forget it. Bury Qianye and let him... rest in peace!”
Venerable Longhu waved his hands and as he finished his sentence, he almost choked on his words.
”Yes, sect head!”
A few deacons and disciples came out and cleared the mess.
Looking in the direction where Elder Smelter had left, Venerable Longhu was in a daze. Finally, he returned to the building. ”I want to meditate in seclusion. Don't disturb me!”
...
”This... This is the power of dream masters! Is this person against our family?”
Ruan Junxian looked at the tattered battlefield and Lin Qianye's corpse, not knowing what to do.
Lin Qianye was the pride of the sect, a highly skilled martial artist with 8 spiritual meridians and was a single step away from condensing the Divine Body. But now, he was killed by Fang Yuan. This was a severe setback for Ruan Junxian.
He felt that even if he were to reach the cultivation level of Lin Qianye, he would still be easily killed by the dream master's single strike of the sword.
Furthermore, in the time that he would take to reach the 8th spiritual meridian, how far ahead would his opponent be?
Their vast difference was discouraging.
”Junxian!”
At this point in time, a few disciples surrounded him with aggressive looks.
As the crowd gave way, the Black Tiger Taisui, He Shantong came.
”Master!”
Ruan Junxian felt even more uncomfortable but forcefully raised his head up to look at his master in the eye.
”You... sigh. Although it is not your fault, it is a fact that all of this started with your family. I'm afraid the Thousand Year Mountain cannot let you stay...”
Ruan Junxian turned pale and took a few steps backwards. ”Master.... You...”
He felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He knew that none of them wanted to get implicated and therefore wanted to chase him out of the sect!
Thinking about how much he had offered his master in the past years, there was a burning sensation in his chest.
However, he could only clench his teeth. If he were to display his dissatisfaction, he might get himself killed.
”I can no longer be your master!”
He Shantong sighed. ”From today onwards, we shall cut our ties. Leave the mountain!”
”Master!”
At this point in time, a young martial artist stood out. ”Although he is being chased out, he still has martial arts which belong to the Thousand Year Mountain!”
Ruan Junxian glanced at him but had no energy to rebut.
Previously, this young martial artist appeared respectful to Ruan Junxian but now, who would've thought that he would turn his back on him!
”That's right, we need to strip him of his martial arts!”
”Master, you're too kind. Why are you only chasing him out? If you ask me, I believe we should kill him...”
...
There were only a few who would be willing to help him, but countless others who were trying to make things worse for him.
Seeing this scene, Ruan Junxian wanted to laugh.
Where had these loyal disciples gone to when trouble arrived at the sect?
After all, they feared those that were powerful and some of them even had the thoughts of changing sides and siding the dream masters.
”That's not appropriate. After all, Junxian had known martial arts before he entered the sect, and... the Ruan Family is still here!”
He Shantong twitched his eyebrows and shook his head. ”Go!”
”Thank you master... and everyone else!”
Ruan Junxian stumbled on his way down the mountain like a zombie.
Thinking about the times where he was considered a talent, and the good times with his fellow sect mates, tears started to well up in his eyes.
”Haha... Haha...”
Arriving at a small cave in the mountain, he tried to cry but instead, he started to laugh heartily.
”Who would've thought that I, Ruan Junxian, would end up like this... Haha! If not for my family, I wouldn't even be able to keep my martial arts!”
”Haha... dream masters are bullies and Heaven is blind! Blind!”
As he was wallowing in despair, something miraculous happened in his body.
”Whooo!”
Elemental energy started to flow like a spiral.
There was a distinct popping sound coming from his Dantian.
”Is this... Have I achieved a breakthrough?”
Ruan Junxian was shocked but composed himself. ”Have I achieved the breakthrough which I've been dreaming about all day? Am I a Wu Zong now?”
If this was earlier, he would be overjoyed.
But now, he could only smile. Even with a True Divine, the Thousand Year Mountain could not protect Lin Qianye. How would they be able to protect him?