Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

"It's just that neither of you has reached that level, so you can't possibly comprehend the true terror of these two techniques."

"Go back and go into seclusion."

"Don't rush to find someone to fight."

"Comprehend that thunder technique from beginning to end."

In fact, Li Changfeng's words were quite clear.

Although in name, Su Chen was given the position of true disciple.

However, when teaching the two techniques, he did not show favoritism towards one over the other.

"There's one more."

"If I'm not mistaken, Su Chen will be returning to the sect in the next few days."

"That kid has now reached the Void Refinement stage."

"I'd like to test him out."

"Perfect, I'll leave this to you."

Li Changfeng raised his hand, bringing two fingers together.

A stream of spiritual energy shot from his fingertip into Wang Mang's brow.

A wisp of sword energy.

A sword aura sealed within the primordial spirit of a Mahayana cultivator.

"I will bestow upon you a wisp of sword energy."

Li Changfeng withdrew his hand.

"Go and give him a try."

...

A gust of wind swept up from the other end of the mountain path, lifting half a foot of fallen leaves from the cracks in the stone steps.

For the first time in several years, the main peak of the Luoyun Sect has become lively.

The hundreds of acres of medicinal fields outside the gate were filled with new spirit-guiding banners, which rustled in the wind.

The three-thousand-pound bronze bell in the training ground was rung by the disciples in turns, three times a day.

Su Chen shrinks the earth to an inch.

From Misty Rain Pavilion to Falling Cloud Sect, a journey of several hundred miles, the void beneath one's feet folds three times, and one arrives in no time.

The person was suspended in mid-air.

Su Chen just stood there and glanced down.

Now our master has returned to the sect.

The fortune of the entire mountain has changed.

The cultivators from the Upper Realm are truly extraordinary!

He stepped down.

Su Chen landed on the bluestone plaza in front of the mountain gate.

At the same moment, a ripple of spiritual energy spread across the entire mountain gate.

Ripples spread outwards from Su Chen's feet, sweeping over the two stone pillars of the mountain gate and the more than three hundred disciples below the steps.

The pressure of the Void Refining Realm.

Those Golden Core disciples who were standing nearby didn't even have time to buckle before they were forced to their knees into the cracks in the rocks.

Those who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage were in an even worse state, their foreheads pressed to the ground, not daring to even lift their eyes.

No one in the entire square dared to breathe.

"senior!"

A figure rushed out from inside the mountain gate, moving extremely fast.

He wore a dark blue sect robe, with a cloud pattern on the hem, a requirement for the Grand Elder.

Lei Sha has now reached the level of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

But this time, he addressed me as "senior" with more respect than any of his disciples back then.

That's just how things are in the cultivation world.

Realm level represents seniority.

The Void Refinement stage comes first, followed by the Divine Transformation stage. Even the sect's Grand Elder must bow down first.

"Raisha greets senior."

Lei Sha bent down, bending extremely low.

The smile on that old face was stiff and somewhat unsightly.

"Senior, why didn't you send a message when you returned to your sect?"

"The sect should at least prepare a welcoming ceremony."

"Elder, you're too kind."

Su Chen reached out to help.

"Back when I was an outer disciple on this mountain, the Grand Elder even gave me two bottles of healing pills."

"No need to be so formal."

Lei Sha straightened up, and as he did so, the sweat on his back clung to his robe.

Su Chen's gaze shifted to what was behind him.

Han Ye stood there.

He stood three steps behind Lei Sha, without saying a word, with a smile on his face.

The smile was so forced that even the corners of his mouth were trembling.

The disciples in the square raised their heads one by one.

Su Chen.

That's the true teaching that came from this mountain.

We are currently in the Refining Void stage.

Aside from the Supreme Elder, he is the second strongest cultivator in the entire Qingzhou Continent.

Hundreds of eyes were fixed on that man in the furiously scaled blue robe.

Su Chen suddenly became interested.

Elder Han.

The shout was neither too loud nor too soft; everyone in the square could hear it clearly.

Han Ye's smile froze.

In the cultivation world, cultivation realm represents seniority.

Su Chen put his hands behind his back and took two steps forward.

"These rules were set by our ancestors, and no one can change them."

"During the years when Master was traveling, the Grand Elder single-handedly managed all the affairs of the sect, which was very arduous."

"I felt bad when he called me 'senior'."

"Elder Han."

Su Chen's gaze fell down.

"you......"

"Should I address you as 'senior'?"

The square fell silent instantly.

The bronze bell, weighing three thousand catties, was struck once, and the sound spread slowly through the air.

Han Ye's face turned pale.

It wasn't black, but a bluish tinge that spread upwards from the cheeks.

The words spoken in the sect a few days ago are still fresh in my mind.

Su Chen, little boy.

Once I break through to the Nascent Soul stage...

He said those words himself in the alchemy hall, in the side hall where the elders held their meetings, and in places where the disciples could hear him.

Now hundreds of eyes are watching.

He was asked to address Su Chen as "senior" in public.

Su Chen was a true disciple, and true disciples in the sect were always treated as equals to the elders.

This shout was uttered.

I shouldn't show my face in the Luoyun Sect anymore.

"The true teachings..."

Han Ye's throat moved twice.

"Saying it's a true transmission is too much of an exaggeration."

"I and my true disciple have always been of equal standing..."

Su Chen raised an eyebrow.

He didn't say anything.

However, the pressure from that Void Refinement Realm expert decreased by three-tenths.

Three points.

Only three points.

Han Ye's protective aura was compressed in an instant, creating a human-shaped depression.

Then the inspiration shattered.

His knee slammed into the bluestone, creating two cracks.

The spiritual energy in his meridians was forcibly pushed back into his dantian, causing Han Ye's internal organs to tremble.

"forward......"

The half-word was stuck in my jaw.

Su Chen's oppressive aura weakened further.

"senior!"

When Han Ye shouted this, his forehead was already pressed against the bluestone.

After he finished shouting, a junior disciple from the outer sect couldn't help but chuckle, then quickly covered his mouth with his sleeve.

Su Chen then withdrew his oppressive aura.

The anger that had been building up inside me for years finally dissipated.

comfortable.

"Elder Han, please get up quickly."

Su Chen bent down and supported his arm.

"This bluestone is cold; kneeling on it for too long will hurt your knees."

"I, Su, do not intend to make things difficult for Elder Han."

"Rules are rules."

"Don't you think so?"

Han Ye got up from the ground, his eyes lowered, and he didn't utter a single word.

Just then.

High in the sky, a crack appeared in the clouds.

As the opening flipped outwards, a stream of spiritual energy poured down from the crack.

It wasn't a flash of inspiration.

It is an entire galaxy.

Like a torrent of stars, it spread out and enveloped the entire mountain gate.

The more than three hundred disciples in the square could no longer kneel; they lay prostrate on the ground, their foreheads pressed against the stone surface.

Lei Sha and Han Ye, both Nascent Soul cultivators, were directly shrunk by half their bodies due to the pressure.

Su Chen raised his head.

The spiritual energy pressed down on his shoulder, causing his furious blue robe to cling to his back.

A cultivator who has reached the Void Refinement stage.

Under this spiritual power, a cultivator at the Void Refinement stage was no different from a blade of grass.

"Hahaha."

Laughter emanated from that galaxy and circled the mountain gate three times.

"Good lad."

"You've only just returned to the sect and you've already caused such a commotion."

"They forced my second elder to his knees."

"What?"

"You've seen your master, yet you don't even bother to pay your respects?"

Su Chen flicked his sleeves, clasped his hands together, and bent over as far as he could.

"Disciple Su Chen."

"I'm back."