Chapter 339: What Happened to Your Face?
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Quan Ye clenched his fists tightly, the sound of bones cracking echoing.
However, his sharp gaze swept over a group of hostile onlookers.
Yu Zhao had mentioned before that Quan Ye was skilled at assessing the situation. Perhaps it was an innate beastly instinct, but he could keenly sense the danger others posed to him.
Thus, he ignored the crowd, turned back to Yu Zhao, and said, “Yu Zhao, I’ll give you one more chance. You…”
This time, Yu Zhao didn’t bother with idle words. She raised her hand and swung it.
Smack!
A crisp slap rang out as Quan Ye’s body was flung into the air.
“Annoying.”
“Good!” Yao Wu Ji cheered loudly, even leading the applause.
Mu Ye and Xiu Luo quickly followed suit.
Zhang Jun shouted, “Junior Sister Yu, don’t worry! If Quan Ye dares to complain, we’ll testify that he was harassing you first!”
“Yes, I’ll vouch for you too,” added Ji Han Zhou.
“Then I’ll thank you in advance,” Yu Zhao said with a faint smile.
“Don’t mention it! Let’s not let him ruin the mood.”
“Come, let’s continue!”
The next morning, the group stayed until sunrise, enjoying the breathtaking scenery atop Mist Peak before finally leaving.
Unexpectedly, as they descended the mountain, a disciple came rushing toward them.
“Senior Sister Zhou, there you are!”
“What happened?”
Seeing the disciple’s urgency, Zhou Jin Yue’s expression turned serious.
“Two Divine Transformation-level Great Demons have arrived. The Sect Master is hosting them in the Great Hall and sent us to find you quickly.”
Zhou Jin Yue nodded. “Understood. I’ll head over immediately.”
Divine Transformation Great Demons?
Yu Zhao’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. “Senior Sister Zhou, let me go with you.”
Without hesitation, Zhou Jin Yue agreed, informing the others briefly before she and Yu Zhao headed toward the Main Peak.
The remaining group was preparing to return when Xiu Luo glanced at Zhang Jun, who stood rooted to the spot. “Senior Sisters Zhou and Yu went to handle official matters. Why aren’t you going?”
Zhang Jun replied matter-of-factly, “They’re handling important business. I wouldn’t be of any help. If they need me, they’ll call.”
Zhang Jun had a clear understanding of his own role.
Although he was the Second Senior Brother of the Main Peak, his personality lacked the steadiness of his senior sisters. In critical situations, his go-to response was to seek help from his master or senior sisters. Thus, during major events, he rarely had a voice.
And he was perfectly content with that.
Being a senior brother was too exhausting; it was far more enjoyable being a junior.
Xiu Luo thought about it and found his reasoning convincing. She gave him a look of newfound respect. “You’re quite insightful.”
“Of course,” Zhang Jun said smugly, gently pushing Xiu Luo forward. “Let’s go. Time to head back.”
The group burst into laughter.
…
At the Main Peak, Sect Master Ji Yuan’s brows furrowed so tightly they could crush flies.
To his right stood a scrawny man with a sharp nose and small eyes, sporting a few uneven whiskers on his cheeks. “Sect Master Ji Yuan, we must take this person with us. Just give us a clear answer.”
His voice was sharp and grating, making everyone’s ears ache.
Sect Master Ji Yuan’s displeasure was evident in his eyes.
Then, a woman dressed in white with crimson pupils, seated on his left, spoke up. “She Jun, we’ve already shown up unannounced. We should allow Sect Master Ji Yuan some time to think it over. Besides, we’ll need Master Qing Yan’s approval to finalize this. Let’s not rush.”
She Jun seemed either convinced by her words or wary of Master Qing Yan. With a grunt, he fell silent.
The crimson-eyed woman offered Sect Master Ji Yuan a polite smile. “She Jun and I rarely interact with cultivators. Please forgive our lack of decorum.”
One cannot strike a smiling face.
Moreover, she was a Divine Transformation-level Great Demon, equal in cultivation to Sect Master Ji Yuan.
Despite his dissatisfaction, Sect Master Ji Yuan kept his composure.
Suddenly, the space in the hall rippled violently.
In the next moment, Master Qing Yan appeared in the hall, bringing Quan Ye along.
Both She Jun and the crimson-eyed woman stood up.
“Sect Master, I have brought Quan Ye,” Master Qing Yan announced.
Quan Ye staggered forward as an unseen force propelled him into the center of the hall, exposing him to everyone’s gaze.
Quan Ye didn’t understand why his master had summoned him until he noticed the two figures.
Instantly, realization dawned, and his eyes gleamed with excitement.
These two were renowned leaders among the Demonic Race.
To the right was She Jun, the Heaven-Devouring Rat Clan leader, and to the left was Qing Kui, the Moonshadow Rabbit Clan leader.
Both had once been his followers!
His chance had finally come!
She Jun’s eyes blazed with anger as he noticed Quan Ye’s swollen cheek. “What happened to your face? Who did this?”
Yu Zhao’s slap had been anything but gentle. Though Quan Ye’s skin was thick, a visible red mark remained.
Not wanting his injury to be noticed, Quan Ye turned his face away and muttered vaguely, “It’s nothing.”
Before his future subordinates, he couldn’t admit he’d just been slapped. His pride was at stake.
Sect Master Ji Yuan, aware of the truth, smoothly changed the subject, inviting Master Qing Yan to take a seat. Once everyone was seated, he explained She Jun and Qing Kui’s request.
“They claim Quan Ye is a descendant of the Azure Dragon lineage. They wish to take him back to the Demonic Race for cultivation. Master Qing Yan, what do you think?”
Privately, Sect Master Ji Yuan didn’t want to let Quan Ye go.
Though flawed, Quan Ye was still a disciple of the Five Elements Dao Sect. Associating him with the Demonic Race would forever sever his ties to the cultivation world.
However, She Jun and Qing Kui weren’t just individuals; they represented the entire Demonic Race.
If the Five Elements Dao Sect refused, the fragile balance between the two factions would shatter, and conflict would reignite—something Sect Master Ji Yuan wished to avoid.
Thus, he sought Master Qing Yan’s counsel.
Master Qing Yan remained unperturbed, posing a question before She Jun could speak. “Quan Ye, do you wish to go with them?”
“I…” Quan Ye hesitated.
He wanted to agree immediately but faltered.
He was reluctant to abandon his identity as a sect disciple and venture into unfamiliar territory, surrounded by beastly demons.
Yet memories of the previous day’s humiliation ignited his anger.
“I’m willing.”
Sect Master Ji Yuan couldn’t help but ask, “Have you thought this through? If you leave with them, returning to the sect will be nearly impossible.”
In recent days, rumors of Quan Ye’s Demonic Race bloodline had spread throughout the cultivation world. She Jun and Qing Kui had come after hearing these rumors.
But without concrete evidence, the Five Elements Dao Sect could deny it, allowing Quan Ye to remain at Lone Moon Peak.
If Quan Ye left with the two Great Demons, however, it would confirm his lineage. From that point on, his connection to the cultivation world would be severed.
She Jun snorted. “Quan Ye belongs to the Demonic Race. Staying in the sect only wastes his potential!”
Qing Kui added, “Exactly. The Demonic Race will nurture him fully. With his bloodline, he might even become the Beast King, ruling over all demons!”
Beast King! Ruler of all demons!
The vision they painted overwhelmed Quan Ye with ambition.
Resolute, he declared, “Sect Master, thank you for your kindness, but the Five Elements Dao Sect isn’t right for me. I must go where I truly belong!”
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