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Zhou Tong paused for a moment, then hesitated before asking, "Senior brother, don't you have confidence in yourself?"

Lin Zhixu: "No, I just had too much faith in Luo Yiyan."

Zhou Tong and Chu Yan looked at each other in bewilderment.

Is there any difference between these two sentences?

Lin Zhixu didn't offer any further explanation.

He couldn't very well say that fate had ordained Luo Yiyan to shine brightly in this sect competition, to fight his way through all the challenges to reach the finals and win first place.

The three of them finished shopping and prepared to leave.

Just as they reached the city gate, a sound of spiritual energy colliding came from ahead, mixed with a few shouts and the crisp sound of swords clashing.

Several passersby stopped and looked around, but dared not get too close, forming a half-circle at a distance.

Lin Zhixu didn't want to join in the fun and decided to take a detour.

Zhou Tong craned his neck to peek in that direction, then suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, "Senior Brother Lin, look! It's Senior Brother Luo and Senior Brother Minghe!"

Lin Zhixu paused, following his gaze.

It really is.

Luo Yiyan and Minghe were facing off against another pair of young cultivators, their tension palpable.

Opposite them were a man and a woman, dressed in fine clothes and with considerable cultivation, but at this moment they were being forced to retreat repeatedly by Minghe, their formation in disarray.

He looked away and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Why is it Luo Yiyan again? This guy gets into fights wherever he goes.

He's definitely got the protagonist's physique; even if he doesn't seek trouble, trouble will come knocking on his head.

Zhou Tong turned to look at Lin Zhixu and asked, "Should we go up and help?"

Lin Zhixu looked for a while longer, then shook his head: "No need. They can handle it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Minghe knocked away the male cultivator's sword with a single stroke, and then used a palm strike to knock both of them back several steps, causing them to fall to the ground.

He sheathed his sword, turned and walked to Luo Yiyan's side, frowning as he asked, "Are you alright?"

Luo Yiyan shook her head. "It's nothing."

Lin Zhixu withdrew his gaze, turned around and left: "Let's go."

Zhou Tong and Chu Yan didn't ask any further questions and followed closely behind.

Luo Yiyan seemed to sense something and suddenly raised her head to look in the direction Lin Zhixu had left, only managing to catch a glimpse of several receding figures.

He pursed his lips, his gaze dim.

Minghe followed his gaze but saw nothing. He then looked away and asked, "Junior Brother Luo, what should we do with these two?"

Luo Yiyan snapped out of her daze, glanced down at the two people still groaning and yelling on the ground, and took a deep breath: "Take them back to the sect and hand them over to the Discipline Hall."

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As soon as the three entered the sect, they saw a group of disciples running in the same direction.

They walked briskly, their faces showing excitement at the prospect of something exciting.

Zhou Tong reacted quickly, grabbing an outer disciple who was running past him and asking, "Senior brother, where are you going? What happened?"

The disciple was pulled so hard he stumbled, but he wasn't annoyed. Instead, he lowered his voice with great interest and said, "Don't you know? Luo Yiyan and Senior Brother Minghe from Wucang Peak have taken two people to the Discipline Hall."

"I heard it was disciples from another sect who got into a fight with them down the mountain. The Discipline Hall is going to punish them publicly in the square, and everyone's rushing to see!"

After saying that, she quickly broke free from Zhou Tong's hand and ran away in a flash, because if she was late, there wouldn't be any good seats left.

Sometimes, when the Discipline Hall punishes those who make mistakes, it is done outside, so that all the disciples can take it as a warning to others.

Zhou Tong's eyes lit up, and she turned to look at Lin Zhixu, her face brimming with anticipation: "Senior Brother Lin, are you busy next? Why don't we go and take a look too?"

Lin Zhixu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

The three followed the crowd toward the Discipline Hall, only to find that the square was already surrounded by layers of people.

Zhou Tong, pulling Lin Zhixu and Chu Yan along, took advantage of his small stature to squeeze through the gaps in the crowd and managed to get to the front row, drawing grumbling from the surrounding disciples.

He turned back and gave a forced smile to those he had pushed aside, then turned back to stand there watching the show.

In the center of the square, the discipline disciples of the Discipline Hall stood in a row.

Luo Yiyan and Minghe stood on the left, while the man and woman who had just fought with them stood on the right.

The two men were now disheveled, their hair ornaments askew, and they looked extremely wretched, having long lost their previous arrogance.

The surrounding disciples were murmuring amongst themselves.

"I'm late, can someone tell me what happened?"

"I know, I know. These two are from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. It seems they were causing trouble in one of our sect's cities and got into a fight with Senior Brother Luo."

"People from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect? What are they doing on our Tianheng Sect's territory?"

"Who knows? Maybe there's some kind of conspiracy to stir up trouble."

The head of the Discipline Hall sat on the high platform, looking down at the two still unconvinced Wanjian Sect disciples below, and felt his temples throbbing.

Why is he so unlucky? Every time it's his turn to be on duty in the Discipline Hall, he always runs into this kind of mess.

Last time it was the inner disciples of Qingyun Peak who got into a brawl, and the time before that it was the disciples of Dan Peak who were caught red-handed stealing and selling pills. This time, it's even worse, they've crossed sects to fight.

He rubbed his temples, trying to keep his tone calm, but his words betrayed his barely suppressed irritation: "You disciples of the Myriad Swords Sect, instead of staying obediently in your own sect, you've come to my Heavenly Heng Sect's territory to cause trouble. What exactly do you want?"

Shen Yue raised her head, her face full of grievance: "What do you mean by that, senior? You've convicted us without even asking us what happened. Isn't that unfair?"

"Besides, we are not here to cause trouble. We are here on the orders of our sect elders to visit and exchange ideas with Tianheng Sect."

The head of the Discipline Hall stared at her expressionlessly, then glanced at Luo Yiyan and Ming He, who stood beside her with indifferent expressions. His lips twitched slightly. "And then their conversation escalated into a fight, and they were beaten down by our Tianheng Sect disciples?"

Shen Yue was momentarily speechless at his words. Her eyes darted around, and her tone softened slightly: "Senior, please understand, this is indeed a misunderstanding."

The head of the Discipline Hall was too lazy to argue with her anymore and turned his gaze to Minghe.

He had a fairly good impression of Minghe, knowing that the man was steady and wouldn't exaggerate like those guys who talked nonsense.

He raised his chin: "Minghe, tell me, what exactly happened?"

Minghe stepped forward, cupped his hands in a salute, and said, "Reporting to Hall Master, this is what happened. Junior Brother Luo and I were strolling around the market when he took a fancy to a sword tassel and has already paid for it."

"This young lady suddenly appeared, and after introducing herself as a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, she arrogantly ordered Junior Brother Luo to give up the sword tassel. When Junior Brother Luo refused, she became rude and tried to forcibly take it."

"We initially intended to let the matter drop and ignore it, but she and her companions attacked first. We couldn't let outsiders bully us on Tianheng Sect's territory, which led to the conflict."

Then, when they tried to cause trouble, they were no match for the other two and got beaten down.

The disciples watching immediately erupted in uproar.

The crowd, who had initially just been watching the spectacle, instantly changed their gaze from curiosity to disgust after hearing Minghe's words.

Someone in the crowd muttered, "So what if they're from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect? They come to our territory to steal things and they think they're in the right."

"Anyway, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has been shameless for quite some time now, so I'm not surprised."

The head of the Discipline Hall's expression also darkened completely.

He looked at the woman, his tone turning cold: "Is what Minghe said true?"