C9 (1/2)

Everyone found Chen Fan very unpleasing to the eye, and wanted to use this kind of pressure on him through these words to make it so that he would not be able to eat or sleep in peace within the Sect. In the end, he would not even be able to move a single step, and he would be expelled from the Sect.

Chen Fan turned a deaf ear to the discussions of the people outside, it was impossible for him to hear anything, at most, he could hear the undisguised ridicule outside the window, the occasional drop of rocks, and the wooden branches as thick as an adult's arm … It's just …

From time to time, it would be treated as a semi-public occasion, and many disciples would take the chance to pass by. After knowing that this courtyard belonged to Chen Fan, they couldn't wait to stand by the windows and see clearly.

Very quickly three days had passed, and Chen Fan had never appeared within the Sect. In his plans, unless his cultivation had recovered to the Core Formation Stage, he would never rashly appear, and without sufficient strength to protect himself, he would be injured and lose a lot of face.

Inside the Palace, a group of higher-ups were trying to figure out how to snatch the Ancient Token of Grand Master from Chen Fan, but the rules set by the Old Ancestor were too harsh, and after hearing about Chen Fan's actions from the Fifth Elder, the Sect Leader and the other few elders were all confused.

What? He only took the censer from the shrine?

What was this brat trying to do?

To the higher ups like the Qing Xuan Sect, these two days could be said to be extremely painful. The aloof and lofty elder was suppressed by a junior who could casually crush a jade pendant with a finger if he used a single finger.

They had no choice but to refrain from attacking, and did not dare to do anything outrageous to Chen Fan, as they were worried that there would be irreparable effects on the luck of their Sect.

After all, it can't be that my Qing Xuan Sect is so bad that I can even rely on a madman to do whatever I want with my Ancient Token.

He could also be considered an old man within the Qing Xuan Sect, and could only watch as his own sect began to decline. This kind of feeling was not pleasant at all.

Even if he was a madman, he was still a rare madman with outstanding talent and courage. Sect Leader sighed, he wanted to check the information regarding Chen Fan but he couldn't find anything, as though this brat had appeared out of thin air.

To date, they only knew of the battle strength situation, and that was when they fought with Bai Yu in the Qian Yuan Peak that day. These few old fellows had witnessed the entire process, and no matter how much of a prejudice they had towards Chen Fan, they could not help but admit one fact, the latter's cultivation was among the top of the entire Qing Xuan Sect.

Originally, it was a happy occasion, the Ancient Token of Grand Master had successfully returned, and one of the seeded participants wanted to come in, but in the end, he had firmly confirmed the elder's position. Now that it had become such an awkward situation, even Sect Leader felt that it was a bit difficult.

On the martial arena, Spiritual Master Lan Yu had gathered many disciples and elders to publicly announce Chen Fan's advancement. After all, this was a position of worship, and it was necessary to inform the entire sect, as well as the cultivators in the outside world, about just how crazy his Qing Xuan Sect had acted.

No matter how one looked at it, Chen Fan did not have the qualifications to accept someone who was not even twenty years old as a Sect Guardian. It was only because of that Ancient Token of Grand Master, but in other words, Spiritual Master Lan Yu had purposely embarrassed Chen Fan in front of the entire sect.

Today, my Qing Xuan Sect has once again risen to the level of a young reverend. I helped us find the Ancient Token of Grand Master that had disappeared for many years, thus, I have equal treatment with my clan and the elders … Spiritual Master Lan Yu pulled Chen Fan to his side, and introduced him to no less than a thousand disciples of the Protector.