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Chapter 177 Conflict within the Garden

Within Cloud Eagle City, powerful figures abound, and hidden talents abound.

The fact that Wu Qingfu could openly display his domineering behavior in such a place can only mean that his family has immense power and that he is quite favored within the family.

"Brother Xu, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Wei Binglin's tone carried a hint of apology.

"What's the big deal...?"

Xu Ning waved his hand, completely unconcerned.

Wu Qingfu's domineering attitude wasn't intentionally directed at him, so Xu Ning didn't hold any grudges.

However, although Xu Ning didn't feel anything, Wei Binglin himself felt a little uneasy.

Both being disciples of one of the six major families in Yunying City, the gap between him and Wu Qingfu was too great.

Whether in terms of family influence or personal cultivation, Wei Binglin is no match for Wu Qingfu.

"If I had even a tenth of Brother Xu's talent, I wouldn't have remained unknown in Cloud Eagle City all this time..."

Wei Binglin sighed inwardly.

The three then continued up the mountain.

The higher you go up the mountain, the denser and more lush the maple trees become.

The leaves of the maple tree are fiery red, like flames, clustered together, and extremely beautiful.

"what?"

As they walked, Wei Binglin suddenly let out a soft exclamation.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Ning and Wei Zicheng both looked at Wei Binglin.

Wei Binglin replied, "On the way up the mountain, besides Wu Qingfu, I also saw several acquaintances from the sect, including both inner disciples and true disciples. However, they were not as flamboyant as Wu Qingfu before; they were all quite low-key."

"Could it be that the disciples of the sect are having some kind of gathering at Dianyuan Mountain today?"

Wei Zicheng asked a question in return.

She had only been a member of the Yuansheng Sect for a short time before she was abducted to Jifeng Prefecture, so she didn't know many of the disciples in the sect. If Wei Binglin hadn't reminded her, Wei Zicheng wouldn't have even noticed that some Yuansheng Sect disciples were rushing up the mountain.

"Possibly."

Wei Binglin nodded.

Upon hearing this, Xu Ning also felt a slight sense of anticipation.

He really wanted to see the demeanor of the elite disciples of the Origin Sect, after all, Xu Ning had almost become one of them.

Another half hour passed.

Xu Ning and the other two slowly made their way up to the mountaintop.

"Brother Xu, the garden I mentioned is almost here."

Wei Binglin led the way.

Soon, a stone wall fence appeared before them at the top of Dianyuan Mountain.

Inside the stone wall, beautiful and exotic flowers and leaves fall outside, and you can smell their rich fragrance from a distance.

A single glance from afar evokes a sense of boundless vitality and the lingering warmth of spring, making one unconsciously forget that it is already late autumn.

"Beautiful scenery."

Xu Ning also gave a thumbs-up.

The three walked toward the garden entrance, ready to enter, only to find young men in matching uniforms guarding the door.

"He is an outer disciple of the Yuansheng Sect."

Wei Binglin and Wei Zicheng recognized the identities of those people.

"The three of you are here today as a gathering of disciples of the Yuansheng Sect. If you are not a disciple of our sect or do not have an invitation, please leave this place for the time being."

As the three approached, an outer disciple of the Yuansheng Sect stepped forward and spoke.

"I am an inner disciple of the Yuansheng Sect."

Wei Binglin and Wei Zicheng immediately took out the waist tokens they were carrying.

"Greetings, Senior Brother."

After confirming Wei Binglin and Wei Zicheng's identities, the outer disciple quickly bowed.

He could sense that Wei Binglin and Wei Zicheng were merely mortal-level martial artists.

The fact that these two individuals could become inner disciples while still at the mortal realm martial artist level can only mean that they are members of one of the six major families of Cloud Eagle City.

"Please, Brother Xu."

Wei Binglin gestured for Xu Ning to go first.

"Please wait a moment..."

Just then, the outer disciple stopped the three of them, looking somewhat conflicted: "Please show your waist token or invitation letter, senior brother."

Upon hearing this, Wei Binglin's expression changed, and he stared directly at the disciple: "We are both members of the Wei family. Do we need identification to bring a friend into the garden together?"

"this……"

The disciple looked troubled upon hearing this.

Although he was an outer disciple of the Yuansheng Sect, he was no match for the behemoth that was the Wei family.

"Brother Xu, please."

Wei Binglin ignored the disciple and, together with Wei Zicheng, led Xu Ning into the garden.

The outer disciple hesitated for a long time, but in the end did not dare to speak up to stop him.

"The person who organized this gathering today has really gone too far."

Wei Binglin said, "This part of Yuanshan doesn't belong to anyone. They've privately designated the area and restricted outsiders from entering. This is highly inappropriate."

Afterwards, Wei Binglin led Xu Ning around the garden, explaining some of the flower and plant varieties to her.

Suddenly, as the three of them turned a corner, they bumped into several people.

One of the men walking in front appeared to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. He wore a brocade robe and a gold belt. Behind him were several other young men who followed his lead.

Beside this man was a middle-aged guard dressed in black, with an ordinary face but sharp eyes.

"Wu Qingfu..."

Wei Binglin instantly recognized the other party's identity.

He snorted coldly in his heart, looking down on the outer sect disciple who had previously blocked Xu Ning from entering.

The middle-aged guard next to Wu Qingfu was clearly not a disciple of the Yuansheng Sect, but he was still allowed to enter.

It was obvious that the goalkeeper was a bully who preyed on the weak.

Who are you?

Wei Binglin and Wei Zicheng originally intended to lead Xu Ning around, but just as they were passing by, someone behind Wu Qingfu took the initiative to speak and question the three of them.

"This place has been occupied by disciples of the Yuansheng Sect. If you sneaked in undetected, you'd better get out now."

The speaker was thin and frail, with a delicate face and a sinister look in his eyes.

This person was one of Wu Qingfu's followers within the sect, named Yu Ziming.

Wei Binglin and Wei Zicheng had left the sect a year ago and were relatively low-key, so Yu Ziming didn't recognize them.

Wei Binglin and Wei Zicheng both frowned simultaneously: "The identities of the disciples outside have already been verified. Do we need to report to you separately?"

Wei Binglin's tone carried a hint of hostility.

Wei Binglin was already displeased with Wu Qingfu's domineering behavior.

Now that his entourage dares to question him, Wei Binglin is quite angry.

Yu Ziming, who was used to swaggering around with Wu Qingfu, stepped forward when Wei Binglin retorted, his tone threatening: "If you don't produce your identification, I'll throw you all out."

Seeing Yu Ziming's behavior, Wu Qingfu frowned slightly, seemingly displeased with it. However, he did not speak up to stop Yu Ziming in front of others.

He just planned to find an opportunity later to give Yu Ziming a good talking-to.

"Throw it out?"

Wei Binglin sneered and stepped forward to confront Yu Ziming.

Upon seeing this, Yu Ziming showed no mercy and directly grabbed Wei Binglin's arm, making a grappling motion.

Wei Binglin reacted instantly.

Wei Binglin is now at the eighth level of the Mortal Realm, the Realm of Intent Movement, and has mastered a great external martial art. He is not afraid of Yu Ziming at all.

Soon, the two were locked in combat.

Upon seeing this, Wu Qingfu showed impatience and gave a look to the middle-aged guard beside him.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged guard immediately understood his meaning.

He stood still, his wrist twitched slightly, and a burst of true energy shot out towards Wei Binglin.

Just when the middle-aged guard thought he could easily defeat Wei Binglin, he discovered that his true energy had vanished into thin air.

"A martial artist at the Yuan Realm secretly attacking a mortal realm martial artist—aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

At this moment, Xu Ning stepped forward, grabbed Yu Ziming by the neck, and threw him to Wu Qingfu's feet.

At this moment, Yu Ziming felt dizzy and didn't even see Xu Ning make a move before being thrown to the ground.

"you……"

Yu Ziming was about to get up when Wu Qingfu suddenly kicked him away: "Isn't this embarrassing enough?"

"Senior Brother Wu..."

After being reprimanded by Wu Qingfu, Yu Ziming consciously stood behind Wu Qingfu.

"May I ask your name?"

At this moment, Wu Qingfu looked at Xu Ning with a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

Wu Qingfu was a Void Realm Level 1 Body Forging Realm martial artist, while the middle-aged guard beside him was a Void Realm Level 3 Elemental Realm martial artist.

Just now, Wu Qingfu noticed that after his guard flicked out a wisp of true energy from his fingertip, it was instantly dissipated, which surprised him.

He could sense that Wei Binglin and Wei Zicheng were both mortal-level martial artists, so the one who made the move must have been the young man next to him.

The person who can easily neutralize the true energy of a martial artist at the Form Realm must be a master at the Qualitative Transformation Realm or above.

Wu Qingfu pondered for a moment but couldn't recall having such a young and powerful martial artist in Yunying City.

"I am just a traveler temporarily residing in Cloud Eagle City."

Xu Ning chuckled lightly: "Since outsiders are not welcome here, then let's leave."

"Binglin, Zicheng, let's leave here."

Xu Ning spoke up.

"it is good."

Both of them were also very unhappy, and they agreed.

"Oh, right."

Before leaving, Xu Ning suddenly turned to look at the middle-aged guard who had launched the sneak attack: "Next time, don't do such despicable things as a mortal martial artist. It's unbecoming of you."

The middle-aged guard met Xu Ning's gaze and was about to refute him.

But for some reason, looking into Xu Ning's eyes, he suddenly felt a strange sense of panic.

Xu Ning and the other two left.

puff!

Just as Xu Ning and his two companions disappeared around the corner, the middle-aged guard suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"What happened?"

Upon seeing this, Wu Qingfu's expression changed.

"Before leaving, that person channeled a wisp of true energy into my body..."

The middle-aged guard, feeling the chaos within his body, turned pale: "His strength is at least at the sixth level of the Void Realm, the Attribute Form Realm!"

"Subject to the realm of form?"

Wu Qingfu stared at the spot where Xu Ning had disappeared, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

"Where did they train such a young outsider to become a Form Realm Martial Master...?"

Wu Qingfu frowned slightly. He was very annoyed to have offended such a person for no reason.

"Disgraceful thing!"

Wu Qingfu vented his anger on Yu Ziming, kicking him to the ground.

At this moment, Yu Ziming knew he had gotten into trouble and dared not say another word.

"I will not attend today's gathering and will return home."

Wu Qingfu was eager to return and sent someone to investigate Xu Ning's identity.

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