Chapter 92: It Felt Like Centuries Have Passed (1/2)

Somewhere in the Scarlet Flame Mountain Range…

Three sparsely vegetated mountain peaks rose up in three directions like the points of a triangle. In between them all was a huge valley, which was the home of the Spiritual Treasure sect.

Numerous stone pavilions stood tall in the valley, and streams of people walked along the wide stone paths.

On the three mountain peaks surrounding the Spiritual Treasure sect were large numbers of caves, with people from the Spiritual Treasure sect constantly going in and out of them.

Those caves belonged to the sect’s equipment forgers.

When they entered the caves, they were all well-dressed, and their bearings were confident and elegant, but when they walked out from the cave, their appearance was always messy, their hair disheveled and their faces dirty.

Of those who walked out, some held spiritual tools in hand and cheered loudly, while others held their head down, disheartened, looking almost as if their parents had just passed away.

The main gate of the Spiritual Treasure sect stood high at the north entrance of the valley, and often saw luxurious carriages passing through, carrying travelers from distant lands.

An Shiyi stood at the gate, dressed in fine red garments, her delicate and beautiful face filled with a smile. Whenever she saw someone coming, she would step forward to greet them and arrange their accommodations.

She wore a silver bracelet on her jade-like wrist, and a heart-shaped pendant could be seen hanging around her snow-white neck. Her every single movement showed off the most beautiful side of a woman, provoking deep desire in every man who saw her.

However, under her seemingly everlasting smile, there appeared to be sorrow deeply hidden in her eyes.

In the past, her status in the Spiritual Treasure sect had ensured that she would never be entrusted with a menial task like receiving guests.

However, as the representative of the Spiritual Treasure sect and person in charge of the Green Illusion dimension trial, she had failed to notice the actions of the Ghost sect and the Blood sect, which directly led to the annihilation of the entire Grayvale sect team, as well as heavy casualties to the other three sects. Because of this, her status in the Spiritual Treasure sect had greatly dropped.

In order to appease the other three sects, An Shiyi had received severe punishment, and had descended to a point where she had to greet guests in front of the sect’s main gate.

Over the years in the Spiritual Treasure sect, everything had gone her way. She had been highly regarded by the sectmaster and had never met such a huge setback before.

Thanks to the sectmaster’s high regard, the old men within the sect who harbored evil intentions towards her had all hidden their intentions and not dared to act imprudently.

However, according to the rumors, due to her dereliction of duty regarding the Green Illusion dimension trial, the sectmaster seemed to have raised doubts regarding her competence, and thus had removed her status as a deacon.

Therefore, the old ones who had been drooling over her beauty immediately grew restless.

Recently, each and every one of them had sent people to test out her intentions, expressing their wish of becoming partners with her.

After rejecting them a number of times, she had discovered that her situation in the Spiritual Treasure sect had become more and more difficult.

An Shiyi thought to herself, “There must not be any accident at this convention. Otherwise… things will be even more difficult in the future.”

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Panting sounds rang out as three Gold Horn Beasts dragged a huge carriage from the north.

On the carriage, Sang Bing from the Grayvale sect looked coldly at An Shiyi, his face grim.

Next to him sat Yuan Xian, who, at the first sight of An Shiyi, said unpleasantly, “An Shiyi, how do you still have the face to receive us? If it wasn’t for you, my Feng’er wouldn’t have died in the Green Illusion dimension! Because you failed to detect the Ghost sect’s and Blood sect’s actions, my precious Feng’er is dead!”

Yuan Xian was the sister of Yuan Fengchun, master of the Yuan clan from Frost Stone City.

Yuan Feng, who had led the Grayvale sect’s disciples into the Green Illusion dimension, had been Yuan Fengchun’s grandson. Yuan Xian, who had never married in her entire life, had always treated Yuan Feng as her own grandson.

The reason Yuan Feng had been deemed as a ‘seed’ by the Grayvale sect was not only because of his exceptional talent, but also partly because of her.

Admittedly, Yuan Fengchun was a well-known figure among the major clans of the seven cities, but compared to his sister, he wasn’t even worth mentioning.

From a young age, Yuan Xian had displayed exceptional cultivation talent, and as of now, she was already one of the five valemasters of the Grayvale sect.

Grayvale consisted of five vales, each of which had a valemaster. Although she was the master of the smallest vale, she was the fifth most respected person in the entire sect.

It was because of her that the Yuan clan dared to act domineeringly among all the subordinate clans of the Grayvale sect, and was also why the Yuan clan was deemed as the number one clan in Frost Stone City.

As for the reason why the Yun clan had gotten rid of Nie Qian and made Yun Zhiguo marry Yuan Qiuying, it was because they took a fancy to the Yuan clan’s loft status in the Grayvale sect.

After all, the Yun clan was merely an insignificant subordinate clan.

“Senior Yuan,” An Shiyi smiled bitterly, “it was the Ghost sect and Blood sect that killed Yuan Feng, not me, right? If you want to take revenge, you should go to the Ghost sect and Blood sect. Why make things difficult for me?”

Yuan Xian’s gaze was as cold as ice. “Of course I won’t let them off! But you have to take responsibility too! If you didn’t fail at your job of discovering their plans, how would they have been able to set foot in the Green Illusion dimension? If they weren’t able to enter the Green Illusion dimension, how would Feng’er have possibly died?”

With these words, Yuan Xian paused for a while and glared at An Shiyi. Face bleak, she said, “An Shiyi, if you want to rely on your pretty face to keep a foothold in the Realm of Flame Heaven, then you’d better find someone strong to rely on. I heard that… some of the elders in your sect have quite a taste for you. I’d say, obey them.

“After all, a woman like you, other than your good looks, what else do you have?

“If you marry one of them, I might have to give them face and leave you alone.But… if there is no one to protect you, then with your current status in the Spiritual Treasure sect, I have plenty of methods to use on you!”