They first undergo a period of training in the Outer Sect, usually mentored by direct Disciples.
He was originally thinking about how to deal with it, but he didn't expect his Martial Brother to be so capable.
Thinking of this, Qing Feng silently took out a crystal and handed it to Lu Ran.
Lu Ran took it with a puzzled expression, and after injecting his spiritual power, the crystal displayed a picture: a small river lantern with four delicate characters written on it, “Lu Ran Su Yan,” clearly the handwriting of a woman.
“Lu Ran, Su Yan.”
Upon hearing this name, Lu Ran was first stunned, then his face broke into a look of ecstasy. He excitedly hugged Qing Feng and spun around a few times in excitement.
“Qing Feng, I love you, truly. From now on, you can arrange me however you want; you just need to rest, and I’ll handle everything else.” Lu Ran loudly declared his resolve.
“Look at that sixth brother hugging Junior Brother; he said he loves Junior Brother. This is too surprising; no wonder I’ve never heard any rumors about him.” Yi Xianmin happened to pass by, was startled by the sight, and couldn’t help but mumble.
“So, Junior Brother always says he has no attachments in his heart, and his swordplay is naturally profound?” Men Shao said with a shocked expression.
Qin Yue and Yan Yi also cast puzzled glances, making Qing Feng feel a wave of embarrassment, his face turning green.
“Junior Brother, no, Brother, don’t be angry. It was just a moment of excitement.” Realizing he might have gone too far, Lu Ran quickly put Qing Feng down, wanting to explain and appease him.
“You can also help me complete the assignments for the next two months,” Qing Feng threatened.
“No problem, isn’t it just chopping wood? As much as you need, I’ll provide.” Lu Ran readily agreed.
Seeing Lu Ran’s straightforwardness, Qing Feng’s expression improved slightly. He then turned to the crowd looking at them with strange eyes, “What are you looking at? Sixth Martial Brother’s mind is temporarily unclear; what does that have to do with me?”
“Oh!” Everyone looked at Lu Ran, showing thoughtful expressions.
“Hmph.” Compared to Qing Feng’s anger, Lu Ran seemed much more relaxed. “I’m about to have a partner, and she’s a music cultivator. My life will be complete. By then, even if you beg me to play the zither for you, I might not have time.”
As time passed, Qing Feng and his several Martial Brothers all arrived, and the concert finally began, with the crowd entering in an orderly fashion.
Because music cultivators are noble and prefer tranquility, most of those who came to listen were cultivators from nearby, none daring to cause trouble.
Just as Qing Feng and the others were about to enter, several sword lights suddenly cut across the sky, appearing before them. Leading them was a burly, imposing cultivator.
“Elder Yu, my young master has been waiting inside for a long time.” The steward, seeing the tall cultivator, quickly stepped forward to greet him.
The tall cultivator wore an arrogant expression, merely glancing indifferently at Men Shao and the others beside him, then feigned surprise and said, “Isn’t this Martial Brother Men Shao? Why are you standing outside? Are we ahead, so it’s inconvenient for you to enter?”
“Yu Wei, less nonsense.” Men Shao looked at the other party with dissatisfaction, then turned to the steward, “What does this mean? We were queuing properly, but you let people cut in.”
“Why is Martial Brother Men Shao so angry? This is my family’s property. It’s only natural to host the Martial Brothers from Hu Ji Peak first.” A voice came from inside, and Zhang Gao and Qi Lin walked out.
“You are deliberately excluding Chen Ming Peak.” Men Shao’s eyes were filled with coldness; he felt this action was too excessive.
This was clearly meant to embarrass Chen Ming Peak.
“Martial Brother Men Shao, what do you mean by that? This is our family’s property. Is it not reasonable to give priority to our Martial Brothers? If you think there’s anything improper about what I’ve done, I can refund double the ticket price to everyone, no exaggeration.”
Zhang Gao said with a smile.
His words sounded reasonable and flawless. If it felt wrong, then compensation was offered.
However, Lu Ran and the others’ expressions all changed. Is this something money can solve? Who would lack such a small amount of money?
The Disciples of Chen Ming Peak came to listen to music but were cut in line by people from Hu Ji Peak, ultimately leaving humiliated.
If Master found out, they might not have a good time for a month. The issue of face cannot be ignored, especially here!
“Since Martial Brother Men Shao is unwilling to enter, I will go in first.” Yu Wei smiled smugly; they had calculated all of this long ago.
Zhang Gao’s Mu family, as an affiliated family of the Beast Taming Sect, was responsible for handling various matters. Within the rules, even direct Disciples could not act arbitrarily.
Otherwise, there would naturally be sect rules for punishment.
If they retreated now, although there was no substantive victory, they had already achieved a great victory in terms of face.
Once they re-entered, the subsequent plans would also gradually unfold.
Announcing the marriage in front of Lu Ran, wouldn’t Lu Ran be furious?
Once he lost control and attacked, they also had a whole set of countermeasures.
They had also greeted the Law Enforcement Hall.
“Martial Brother Yu, please wait.” At the critical moment, Qing Feng suddenly spoke, reaching out to grab Yu Wei’s arm.
Yu Wei glanced at Qing Feng, his eyes filled with contempt. The weakest direct Disciple, who didn’t even dare to go to the battlefield, dared to stop him. With a casual wave, he flung Qing Feng’s hand away.
“Pfft!”
Their arms collided, and Qing Feng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, retreating several steps and falling to the ground. He looked at Yu Wei with a shocked expression and said, “Martial Brother Yu, I just wanted to ask if we could go in together. Why did you hit me so hard?”
As he spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Yu Wei looked bewildered. What are you talking about? He didn’t use any force!
“Bastard.”
Seeing Qing Feng injured, Men Shao was instantly enraged. A strong sword qi, like a bursting beast, was unleashed, and a crimson immortal sword appeared, with true fire burning fiercely, forcing the surrounding crowd back several yards, creating an empty area.
Then, without another word, he swung his sword at Yu Wei.
In a hurry, Yu Wei summoned his life sword. The two swords clashed, erupting with powerful force, making Yu Wei’s body dip. He shouted, “I didn’t do it.”
“Don’t talk nonsense.” Men Shao didn’t believe him at all, performing the domineering Sun Sword Art. A phantom of a red sun appeared behind him, illuminating half the night sky, and the sword qi was incredibly fierce.
“I really didn’t do it.” Yu Wei felt extremely wronged, but facing Men Shao’s fierce offensive, he also retaliated angrily. Lightning flashed from the long sword in his hand, and a phantom of thunder appeared, as if the heavens and earth were about to crack open.
“If it wasn’t you, who else could it be?” Yi Xianmin and Lu Ran and the others were also furious, and they all took out their treasured swords and flew into the sky to avoid harming innocent mortals, then directly started a war with the faction from Hu Ji Peak.
Sword light, fire light, and lightning intertwined, more dazzling than the lanterns of the Lantern Festival. What was originally a festive celebration now became unusually bright due to the battle.
Only the three Disciples at the Foundation Establishment realm who had not yet broken through to Golden Core seemed particularly troubled. Although Foundation Establishment cultivators could fly with their swords, fighting in the air was far less powerful than on the ground; going up was almost equivalent to suicide.
But if they didn’t go forward, it would seem cowardly. As they hesitated, Qin Yue approached with a fierce sword momentum, and the three Foundation Establishment Disciples’ expressions changed, and they quickly scattered.