"Yes, it was a disciple nad Wang Ming, but his na was replaced by question marks, and his picture vanished. Could I be mistaken? I saw he was listed as an outer court disciple," the elder replied hopefully.
"No, you saw correctly. I was the one who hid his na. And do not tell anyone about this—understood?" Jiang Hong said firmly.
"Y-Yes, I understand," the elder replied with a panicked voice.
"Are you okay, Elder?" Jiang Hong asked with a frown.
"Yes, I'm fine," the elder replied. Jiang Hong didn't say anything else and ended the call.
"Is it just , or did that elder seem unusually nervous?" Jiang Hong asked with a frown after disconnecting the call, raising an eyebrow. The other peak masters also looked doubtful.
"Hehehe..." Lei Ping suddenly started chuckling, which caused everyone to turn their heads toward him.
"Hmm? Supre Elder, why are you laughing all of a sudden?" Qin Mu asked in confusion.
"Heh, I know the reason why that elder was so nervous," Lei Ping said, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
"Oh? And what would that reason be?" Jiang Hong asked, looking intently at the Supre Elder.
"Well, it's because his nephew ssed with Disciple Wang Ming when he entered the inner court for the promotion exam," Lei Ping replied, and then began explaining how the elder's nephew had tried to make a move on Wang Ming's partner. Everyone's faces twitched upon hearing the story.
"These disciples are too ignorant and arrogant. The disciples of my peak are much more disciplined," Qin Mu said with a sigh. He knew all too well that disciples with powerful backgrounds often beca arrogant and offended people they shouldn't. He could now understand why the elder was so nervous—because the disciple who provoked Wang Ming was his nephew and feared retaliation.
'Why can't they be like my disciples who are be noble and refined?' Qin Mu thought to himself. But Lei Ping's next words made him choke on his saliva.
"I heard that the disciple in question was from your peak. And by the way, I've been reading the reports from recent years—most of the troublemakers are from your peak," Lei Ping said bluntly. This caused everyone to throw weird glances at Qin Mu, whose face had turned dark as his eyebrows twitched in irritation.
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On the other hand, the elder who had just spoken with the Sect Master and received confirmation looked pale, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
"That bastard Fang Juan..." the elder cursed his nephew internally, wondering why he had provoked Wang Ming in the first place. His eyes were fixed on the leaderboard, especially on the nas hidden behind question marks. Many disciples tended to hide their nas, but he was specifically looking at the na highlighted in golden color, which signified soone had entered the rankings for the first ti.
His expression turned even grimr when he saw that the golden-highlighted na was rapidly surpassing others, climbing the leaderboard at a shocking pace.
"Where is that bastard, anyway?" the elder muttered, his fury growing. He needed to find Fang Juan, his nephew, and vent his anger. Pulling out his communication token, he called soone.
"Elder..." a voice responded from the other end.
"Shut up! Tell
where that bastard is right now!" the elder snapped, interrupting him.
"Y-Yes! He's at his residence... he brought so disciples for Dual Cultivation," the voice replied nervously. The elder imdiately cut the call and stord off toward Fang Juan's abode, his face dark with rage.
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Pah! Pah! Pah!
" ~ Yes, young master harder ~" a beautiful busty woman was maoning and groaning in pleasure while hugging a naked man who was humping inside her, this was naturally Fang Juan who was doing his daily activity. Beside them there other female disciples who were in their birthday suit with white liquid dripping from their little sister.
Bang!
All of a sudden, the shut door was violently thrown open, causing Fang Juan to pause his activities. His face twisted in rage.
"Who dares—" before he could finish, he felt a hand grab his throat and throw him violently to the ground.
"Bastard, you—" Fang Juan stood up, fuming that soone had dared to treat him like trash. But his voice caught in his throat when he saw his uncle's furious face.
"You, co outside. Now," the elder said coldly, ignoring the frightened woman who was shivering on the bed as he turned and walked out.
"What the fuck is wrong with him? You stay here. I'll be back," Fang Juan muttered to the woman as he hastily threw on a robe.
A few minutes later, still looking displeased, Fang Juan walked out of his abode and found his uncle waiting for him, rage practically radiating from his face.
'Fuck, did I do sothing to piss him off?' Fang Juan thought nervously as he approached.
"Agh!" Before he could open his mouth, his uncle grabbed him violently by the collar and instantly teleported away from the place.
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"What the fuck is wrong with you, Uncle?!" Fang Juan shouted as he was dragged to the place where the leaderboards were observed and tossed onto the ground. Even though Fang Juan was afraid of his uncle, he was still annoyed at being treated this way.
"Hey, do you rember the disciple you ssed with from the group of inner court examination candidates?" the elder asked in a neutral voice. Fang Juan, upon hearing this, was startled—and then his face darkened.
'How could I forget? Because of him, you beat
up for the first ti,' Fang Juan thought bitterly. Then sothing seed to click in his mind, and his eyes lit up.
"Did he fail the inner court examination? Aha! I knew that bastard was just bragging. Wait until he cos crawling back to the outer court—I'll dual cultivate with my partners right in front of him!" Fang Juan said with a malicious grin, completely unaware that his uncle's face had darkened, with veins bulging from his forehead.
Bang!
"Ugh!" the elder kicked Fang Juan in the stomach, sending him crashing into the wall.
"Look at the leaderboards, you bastard!" the elder shouted furiously.
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