"That's right. A waste from the lower world dares to disrespect my brother. We brothers must avenge this."
Sun Yao was also full of murderous intent. In the eyes of immortals like them who were born and raised in the immortal world, the disciples who ascended from the lower world were inferior to others.
If the opponent has excellent talent, that's fine. The key point is that he is a waste with no one-star talent. Such a person will not pay attention to him even if he kills the sect.
Sun Chen said: "After I recover from my injury, I will take revenge with my own hands and let that kid know the consequences of offending me."
"Can."
Sun Yao said, "You can rest peacefully and recover while I go to inquire about the situation. I will take action after you recover."
Ye Bufan didn't know this. He tried again and again in his training room and failed again and again.
Three whole days have passed, but the transformation method still cannot shake the powerful chaos essence, and not even a trace of immortal spiritual energy can be transformed.
To an immortal, three days is just a matter of a blink of an eye. It is nothing at all.
But at this moment, something big happened in the Liuguang Sword Sect, causing a sensation in the entire sect.
That was Feng Zhiwu, Ji Shuxian's new direct disciple at the Ninth Peak. It only took three days to completely transform the true essence into immortal essence.
This speed not only crushed the disciples of the same level, but also directly broke the record of the entire Flowing Light Sword Sect. The most outstanding disciple before was Qi Tian.
As a sect in the immortal world, the general disciples are composed of two parts, one part is a monk who has ascended from the lower world, and the other part comes directly from the immortal world.
The immortal world is very large and cannot be filled with immortals. Ordinary people still account for the vast majority, and only a handful of talented people can cultivate immortality.
Once these people embark on the path of cultivating immortals, they can directly absorb the immortal spiritual energy, and there is no need to convert true energy into immortal energy.
But even so, Feng Zhiwu's achievements shocked everyone, because this speed is not only a matter of converting true energy into immortal energy, but also represents a person's cultivation talent.
Before, some people didn't care much about eight-star talents and sword spirit bodies, but now this speed has completely subverted their perceptions.
On the first peak, when the peak leader Qin Chu received the news, he shook his head and sighed. It was a pity that he missed an excellent opportunity to choose a disciple.
On the third peak, Zu Fangkui stamped his feet and beat his chest. At this moment, his intestines turned green with regret.
At the fifth peak, Bai Lingpu cursed directly.
"Damn it, I don't know where that trash came from. If he hadn't come out to disrupt the situation, I would have received the sword spirit body under my sect no matter what!"
Without knowing it, Ye Bufan was shot one after another, and several peak leaders took out their grievances on him.
Ninth Peak, even though Ji Shuxian has a dull personality, he still smiles as brightly as a flower at this moment.
The strength of the Ninth Peak has always been the weakest among the sects. In every competition, it is overwhelmed by the other eight peaks.
But things are different now. With the eight-star talent Sword Spirit Body, it is only a matter of time before it rises.
Even the great elder Hua Bingyu was full of smiles after hearing the news. This was great news for the entire sect.
Sun Yao was shocked when he got the news. He was now sure that this woman was not someone his brother could mess with.
Especially when he learned that that loser was able to join the Flowing Light Sword Sect solely because of Feng Zhiwu, his expression suddenly changed.
In three days, Sun Chen had almost recovered from his injuries. He had said before that he would seek revenge on Ye Bufan tonight.
At that time, he didn't pay much attention to it. He thought that dealing with a monk who ascended from the lower world was still a waste without a single star. His younger brother could do whatever he wanted.
But now the situation has changed. Behind them stands a genius who shocks the entire sect. This is not someone they can mess with casually.
Thinking of this, he hurried towards Sun Chen's residence, hoping to stop him in time.
But when he opened the door, the bed was empty, and there was no one in front of or behind the room.
"Oops, is this really going?"
Sun Yao secretly screamed something bad and hurried towards the direction where the registered disciple was.
He was not worried about Ye Bufan or Sun Chen's safety, but he was worried about Feng Zhiwu's pursuit if something happened.
After all, he is now the treasure of the entire sect. If there is a conflict, he knows whose side the old monsters in the sect will take without asking, and his brother may not even be able to save his life.
With this thought in his mind, he ran faster and faster, rushing towards the ninth peak.
Sun Yao's guess was correct. Sun Chen came over for revenge as soon as he recovered from his injury.
He didn't call his eldest brother, thinking that he didn't need anyone else to deal with such a useless monk, and he was more than enough.
When he arrived at the foot of the Ninth Peak, he was originally a little worried about being seen by others, but he found that there was no one around Ye Bufan's residence.
It turns out that after his reputation as a ten thousand-year-old trash came out, even the registered disciples around him stayed away, for fear that they would get the bad luck of this trash.
Within a few miles, only Xiaodouzi from the service room was sleeping soundly there.
"It seems you really deserve to die!"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Sun Chen's mouth, and then he flicked his finger, and a wisp of wind touched Xiaodouzi's sleeping point. He would not wake up in a short time.
After once again confirming that no one was nearby, he jumped into the yard with a tip of his toes and cursed: "You loser named Ye, why don't you come out and die!"
In the room, Ye Bufan worked hard for three days and tried countless times but still made no progress. True Yuan was True Yuan, and not a trace was transformed into Immortal Yuan!
"Are you destined to be unable to cultivate immortality?"
Just when he was extremely upset, Sun Chen's voice came from outside the door.
"The damn thing is really haunting."
Ye Bufan immediately recognized who the owner of the voice was, got up and came to the door.
"It seems that you are in good health. Will the Fifty Immortal Vine Staff heal so quickly?"
"You loser, what qualifications do you have to criticize me?"
Thinking of the pain he had suffered in the past three days, Sun Chen gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for you, how could I have been punished by the great elder."
"What? Are you that stupid?"
Ye Bufan glanced at him mockingly, "Don't you understand now? If I hadn't taken action, you would have been slapped to death by the great elder.
I am your savior, so I should kneel down and kowtow to thank you!"
He was also very aware of the situation that day. If Hua Bingyu had come earlier, this guy would definitely be more than just a fifty-immortal cane.
"you……"
What Ye Bufan said was true, but it aroused boundless resentment in Sun Chen's heart.
"You're a loser with no talent at all. How do you have the right to make me kneel down? And how do you have the right to be my savior?"
Sun Chen looked ferocious, "Go to hell, I will send you to the West today!"
After saying that, he was not polite anymore, he raised his hand and slapped Ye Bufan in the face.
The attack was fierce and merciless, obviously intending to kill the opponent with one blow.
