t bastard used his connections to block me from finding a new job everywhere. Now I haven't found anything in over three months."This bastard deserves to die!" Qin Chuchu said, pulling An Yimo's hand...."You're right, a waste from the lower realm dares to disrespect my brother. This grudge, my brothers and I must avenge."

Sun Yao was equally menacing. In the eyes of these immortals born and raised in the Immortal Realm, disciples who ascended from the lower realm were always looked down upon.

If the other party were exceptionally gifted, that would be one thing. But the key is that this person isn't even a one-star talent, a complete waste. A person like this, even if killed, wouldn't warrant a second glance from the sect.

Sun Chen said, “After I recover from my injuries, I will personally seek revenge. I'll let that kid know what happens when he offends me.”

"Okay."

Sun Yao said, "You focus on healing your injuries. I'll go investigate the situation. Once you're recovered, we'll take action."

Ye Bufan here, he didn't know about these things. He was in his cultivation chamber, trying again and again, failing again and again.

Three whole days had passed, but the transformation formula remained unable to shake the powerful Chaotic True Yuan. Not even a hint of Immortal Qi could be converted.

Three days are but a fleeting moment to an immortal, hardly worth mentioning.

But at this moment, the Liuguang Jianzong was experiencing a major event that shook the entire sect.

That is the Ninth Peak Uncle Xie's newly received disciple, Feng Zhiwu. She only took three days to completely transform her zhenyuan into Xianyuan.

This speed not only crushes fellow disciples of the same level, but also directly breaks the record of the entire Liu Guang Jian Zong. The most outstanding disciple before was seven days.

As a sect in the fairy world, ordinary disciples are generally composed of two parts: those who ascended from the lower realms and those who came directly from the fairy world.

The fairy world is vast, so it's impossible for all of its inhabitants to be fairies. Ordinary people make up the vast majority, and only a very small number with talent can cultivate immortality.

And this group of people, once they step onto the path of cultivating immortality, can directly absorb immortal spiritual energy and don't need to go through the process of transforming true energy into immortal energy.

Even so, Feng Zhizhu's achievements shocked everyone, because this speed was not just a matter of true yuan transforming into immortal yuan, but also represented a person's cultivation talent.

Previously, some people didn't pay much attention to the Eight-Star Talent and Sword Spirit Physique, but now this speed has completely overturned their perception.

The first peak's master, Qin Chu, shook his head and sighed after hearing the news. It was a pity that he had missed a great opportunity to choose a disciple.

The Third Peak, Zu Fangkuai stomped his feet and pounded his chest in regret. Right now, he wished he could eat his own intestines.

Fifth Peak, Bailing Pu directly cursed.

"Damn it, I don't even know where that good-for-nothing came from. If he hadn't interfered, this seat would have taken the Sword Spirit under its wing no matter what!"

Ye Bufan was repeatedly implicated without knowing what happened, and several peak masters vented their anger on him.

Even though Ji Shu Xian's personality is usually stoic and reserved, he was beaming with joy at the sight of the Ninth Peak.

But now things are different, with the Eight-Star Heavenly Sword Spirit, rising to prominence is only a matter of time.

Even the Grand Elder Hua Bingyu, upon hearing the news, was beaming. This was truly great news for the entire sect.

When Sun Yao received this news, his heart was jolted. He was now certain that no matter what, this woman was someone his brother couldn't possibly provoke.

When he learned that the useless wretch had only been able to join Liuguang Jianzong because of Feng Zhizhu's dance, his expression changed drastically.

In three days, Sun Chen had almost recovered from his injuries. He had said before that he was going to find Ye Bufan for revenge tonight.

At that time, he didn't take it too seriously. He thought dealing with a cultivator from the lower realm who was even a one-star waste would be easy. Let his brother play however he liked.

The situation has changed now, with a shockingly talented genius backing them up. This is no longer something they can casually provoke.

Having thought of this, he hurried towards Sun Chen's residence, hoping to arrive in time to stop it.

When he pushed open the door, the bed was empty. There wasn't a single soul in sight, inside or outside the house.

"Oh no, did it really go"

Sun Yao cried out in alarm, and hurried towards the direction of the registered disciples.

He was not worried about Ye Bufan or Sun Chen's safety, but rather that Phoenix Dance would hold him accountable once things went awry.

After all, he's the prized possession of the entire sect now. Once a conflict arises, it goes without saying that the old monsters in the sect would stand on his side. At that time, my own brother might not even be able to save his life.

Thinking this way, he ran faster and faster, rushing towards the direction of the Ninth Peak.

Sun Yao's guess was right, as soon as Sun Chen recovered from his injuries, he came running over for revenge.

He didn't call upon his older brother, feeling that dealing with such a useless cultivator was entirely unnecessary. He could handle it himself easily.

Arriving at the foot of Mount Jiufeng, he was still a little worried about being seen by others, but he found that there was no one around Ye Bufan's residence.

After his infamous title as a "ten thousand year waste" spread, even the surrounding named disciples kept their distance, afraid of being tainted by this wastrel's bad luck.

Within a radius, only Xiaodouzi, the handyman's boy, was asleep in the utility room.

"Looks like you're the one who's going to die!"

Sun Chen smirked, then flicked his finger, sending a gust of wind to hit Xiaodouzi's sleep point. He wouldn't wake up for a while.

After making sure no one was nearby, he jumped into the yard with a tap of his toes and shouted, “You worthless scum named Ye! Come out and die!”

Inside the room, Ye Bufan had been trying for three days straight, attempting countless times with no progress whatsoever. True essence was just true essence; there wasn't a hint of it transforming into immortal essence!

"Could it be that I am destined to never become a cultivator"

Just as he was overcome with frustration, Sun Chen's voice came from outside the door.

"Damn thing, it's really persistent."

Ye Bufan immediately recognized the owner of the voice and got up to go to the door.

"It seems your body is doing well. The Fifty Immortal Vine Staff healed so quickly"

"You worthless piece of trash, what right do you have to talk to me"

Thinking about his own pain over the past three days, Sun Chen gritted his teeth fiercely, "If it weren't for you, how could I have been punished by the Grand Elder."

"What Are you that stupid"

Ye Bufan sneered at him, "Haven't you figured it out yet If I hadn't intervened, the Grand Elder would have slapped you to death."

“I am your savior, you should kneel and kowtow to show your gratitude!”

He was also very clear about the situation that day. If Hu Bingyu had arrived one step earlier, this guy definitely wouldn't have been just a simple fifty Immortal Vine Staff.

“You…”

Ye Bufan spoke the truth, but it ignited boundless resentment in Sun Chen's heart.

"With just one-star talent, you're nothing but trash. What qualifications do you have to make me kneel What right do you have to be my savior"

Sun Chen's face was contorted in rage, "Die! I'll send you to hell today!"

After that, he became impolite and raised his hand, slapping towards Ye Bufan's face.

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