Kong clan city, banquet hall.
Clan leader Kong Huaizheng invited all Nascent Soul cultivators from various families, sects and loose cultivator alliances to gather together to discuss philosophy and chat, and wait for the inner hunting ground to open before going to the square to watch the battle together.
All the Nascent Soul cultivators were familiar with each other and chatted around the table, taking this opportunity to get together with old friends.
There is a phantom of flowing light in the center of the hall, and the three stone pillars on the square can be seen, making it convenient for the Nascent Soul cultivators present to check on the eliminated disciples.
Starting from dusk that day, more and more people were eliminated, and many of them were famous disciples from sects and aristocratic families. When the masters of those disciples saw this, they felt somewhat embarrassed and could only pretend not to care.
There was only half an hour left until midnight, and the great elder of the Kong family sat contentedly in front of a low table.
"It doesn't matter if you are eliminated. You can come back again in fifty years. There is no need to take this meeting too seriously."
Kong Huaide comforted the patriarch of the Wang family next to him, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Isn't this Kong Wenrang from the Kong family?"
Hearing the sound, Kong Huaide almost choked on his tea and hurriedly looked at the flowing phantom.
The handsome young man was scratching his body in an ungraceful manner with a look of fear on his face. Wasn't he Kong Wenrang, whom the Kong family had high hopes for
“Who eliminated this?”
"The elite disciples of Fang and Lu have not been eliminated yet, but Kong has already 'taken the lead'?"
A few muffled laughs reached Kong Huaide's ears, piercing his heart. Kong Huaide put down the teacup with some force.
"Grand Elder, don't be upset. It doesn't matter if you are eliminated. You can come back again in fifty years. Don't take this meeting too seriously."
The Wang clan leader returned what he had just said to Kong Huaide without any fear.
Kong Huaide pretended to be indifferent and said, "Wen Rang is young and it is his first time participating in the Fengyun Conference. It is not shameful for him to lose to those Half-Step Golden Core cultivators in the sect who deliberately suppress their cultivation. His two brothers Wen Liang and Wen Gong are much more stable and will definitely lead the disciples of the aristocratic families to severely defeat the disciples of the sect."
Yuanying Zhenjun of the distant sect alliance sneered when he heard this, and Canghuo Zhenjun could not suppress his anger and directly retorted.
"Are you so sure that those little bastards of your Kong clan can lead their family to defeat my sect disciples? Don't let those two bastards be eliminated soon. I wonder what you are still so proud of."
Kong Huaide smiled and did not respond. He thought it was impossible, so he secretly ordered someone to call Kong Wenrang back and find out who eliminated him.
Master Canghuo was holding the low table against his belly and drinking hot tea like a cow, which made Li Jiuchuan shake his head.
"This tea has to be savored slowly to appreciate its flavor. If you drink it like this, you're wasting it."
True Lord Cang Huo shouted anxiously, "I'm so anxious. Look at the current situation. The disciples from the aristocratic families must be using the same old tricks again, setting up formations outside the teleportation array to surround and kill the sect disciples. In just a short while, many sect disciples have been eliminated. Only Song Zhiang and Yun Shang are left on Tianxiong Peak."
"But I'm also wondering, you said that many of our Tianyan Sect's old disciples who were in the foundation-building stage were eliminated, so why are these younger ones still standing? Aren't you worried about our disciples? Even the brat from the Kong family was eliminated, so there must be a master."
Li Jiuchuan remained silent and drank his tea with a calm expression. However, every time an eliminated person appeared in the flowing light and phantom, he would take a deep breath and take a look, then calmly retract his gaze and continue drinking his tea.
"You've already had a few drinks and you're still drinking. Are you nervous?"
True Lord Canghuo was muttering and shaking his head beside him.
"Compared to the foundation-building stage, the golden elixir stage is quite stable, experienced, and full of ideas..."
Not long after, two more figures appeared one after another in the flowing light and phantom, and there were suddenly many sounds of cups overturning and gasps around.
"It's... it's from the Kong family..."
When True Lord Canghuo looked over, he burst out laughing. The others didn't dare to say anything, so he just stood up and laughed out loud.
"Hahaha, which hero got rid of this evil for the people? Hahaha, well done, brilliantly done!"
The head of the Kong family, Kong Huaizheng, who was sitting in the main seat in the hall, had a livid face, clenched his fists and remained silent.
The great elder Kong Huaide opened his mouth in disbelief, "This... This is impossible..."
The Nascent Souls of the Aristocratic Family Alliance were also stunned, while the people of the Sect Alliance were refreshed and chuckled secretly.
These are the main disciples of the aristocratic families in the foundation-building field. Before the Fengyun Conference began, the three heroes of the Kong family had competed with disciples from other families. Kong Wengong and Kong Wenrang were slightly inferior, and Kong Wenliang won the captain position with absolute advantage.
Well, now the captain has been eliminated, it’s such a big upset!
For a moment, everyone was whispering to each other, asking questions, wanting to know who had eliminated the three heroes of the Kong family.
Kong Huaide flashed and appeared beside Kong Wenrang, pulled him up, and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, were you ambushed by the sect disciples?"
Kong Wenrang shook his head.
"Is that a direct confrontation with the leading disciples of the sect?"
Kong Wenrang shook his head again.
Kong Huaide's hands trembled, "Could it be that one person did it?"
Kong Wenrang looked sad, closed his eyes and nodded.
Everyone was in an uproar and looked at each other, wanting to know which sect this disciple was from to be so powerful.
Kong Huaide trembled all over and suddenly had a very bad premonition.
"Who is it? Chu Yunwei from Guiyuan Sword Sect? Monk Huien from Jingangtai? Or Fang Yuxing from Tianyan Sect?"
Among the sect’s disciples, these three are absolutely strong.
Kong Wen asked Gudong to swallow his saliva and opened his mouth, but the sound was stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter those three words. He could only turn his head tremblingly and look at Li Jiuchuan who was blowing the hot tea.
The gazes of more than a dozen Yuanyings slowly turned to Li Jiuchuan following Kong Wenrang's gaze. After a moment of confusion, they all opened their eyes in surprise.
Jiang Yuebai!
It’s Jiang Yuebai, Li Jiuchuan’s direct disciple!
This is impossible!
Wasn't she just mediocre during the primaries, nothing more than that
One against three, and he’s only in the middle stage of foundation building
But Kong Wenrang's reaction... It was clearly her!
Everyone immediately recalled the legend that Tianyan Sect’s founder Lu Xingyun once dominated the world and had few rivals.
"The Tianyan Sect has truly produced an amazing talent!"
"Both the master and the disciple are not ordinary people. Li Jiuchuan is already ranked fifth on the Yuanying Battle List."
“But in these more than 100,000 years, how many people with five spiritual roots can achieve anything? Even if they are strong now, it is still unknown whether they can continue in the end.”
Kong Huaide asked without giving up, "Are you sure your two brothers are also... also..."
Kong Wenrang nodded vigorously. "She's the only one we encountered among the three of us. It should be her...right..."
It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Li Jiuchuan took his time, drank a sip of hot tea, and praised with a smile, "This tea is really good."
Standing up, Li Jiuchuan glanced at everyone present. Under their shocked and envious gazes, he stood with his back straight, his hands behind his back, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.
"Chief Kong, Jiuchuan still has some trivial matters to attend to, so he will go ahead."
Kong Huaizheng nodded with a grim face.
Kong Huaide's face turned pale and he felt dizzy. What would happen to the bet between Kong and Li Jiuchuan now
Even if the noble family won in the end and Jiang Yuebai didn't take the top spot, they would not have the face to accept anything from Li Jiuchuan.
Looking at the gloating faces around him, Kong Huaide wanted to turn away. The Kong family had really brought shame upon themselves this time!
At one side, Master Canghuo was so envious when he saw Li Jiuchuan walking with such a proud and carefree look on his face that he cried.
When will he be as handsome and arrogant as Li Jiuchuan? He threw his sleeves and walked away with his head held high, saying nothing.
True Lord Cang Huo shook his head. No, no, if it were him, he would have to make everyone who looked down on him and his disciples laugh at him before he could vent his anger. How could he just leave like that? What a great opportunity!
As he was thinking, True Lord Canghuo suddenly glared at Ling Guanghan in the distance. If he hadn't caused him to be trapped in the formation for so many years, how could he have missed such a good disciple
Ling Guanghan, this feud is irreconcilable!
(End of this chapter)