Chu Yichen, accompanied by his father Chu Batian and several elders, descended from mid-air with surging spiritual energy. The moment they landed, a powerful gust of wind whipped up dust and stones, causing their clothes to flutter wildly.
Chu Batian, his face contorted with rage, his eyes bulging like copper bells, roared:
"Who dares to harm my son?"
His voice boomed like thunder, echoing through the air.
Fang Xian and his group stood firm, their expressions calm, showing no sign of backing down.
Liu Yunyan stepped forward, about to explain, but Chu Yichen preempted her, pointing a finger at Fang Xian, his face contorted with rage as he shouted:
"Father, it was them! They attacked me for no reason and humiliated me! You must avenge me!"
His twisted face was filled with resentment, his twisted ego making him appear truly the wronged party.
Fang Xian raised an eyebrow, speaking with disdain.
"You're quite adept at twisting the truth; you could be a green tea bitch."
Chu Batian frowned, his eyes sweeping over the crowd with a sinister glint, and he snorted coldly.
"I know my son's character; it must be you who provoked trouble!"
He was always protective of his own, and now, hearing only his son's side of the story, he had no intention of investigating the truth. With a wave of his hand, he shouted to the elders beside him:
"Attack them! Teach them a lesson! How dare they run wild in my Lingxiao Sect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual power around the two Golden Immortal elders erupted instantly, golden light surging like a tidal wave, pressing down on Fang Xian and his group.
They lightly touched the ground with their feet, rushing towards the group like ghosts, raising their hands to unleash two sharp palm strikes of spiritual power, the wind whistling as they aimed directly at Fang Xian and the others' faces.
Just at this critical moment, a graceful figure streaked across the sky like a shooting star, instantly blocking Fang Xian's path.
The newcomer was a fairy in a moon-white gauze dress. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, her skin as white as snow, her eyes clear as springs, and she exuded a gentle yet mysterious aura.
Her long, glossy black hair flowed in the wind, adorned with shimmering blue gems, making her appear like a celestial being descended from heaven.
With a gentle wave of her jade-like hand, an invisible yet powerful force instantly neutralized the attacks of the two elders.
The golden spiritual energy palm prints vanished without a trace upon contact with her power.
"Stop!"
The fairy spoke, her voice clear and melodious, yet carrying an undeniable authority that echoed in the tense atmosphere.
Chu Batian and the elders were all startled, halting their attacks and looking at the suddenly appearing fairy with a mixture of doubt and wariness.
"Fairy Mengli, what is the meaning of this?"
Chu Batian narrowed his eyes, his tone tinged with displeasure and doubt.
This Fairy Mengli held a special position in the Lingxiao Sect, possessing extraordinary strength. She usually lived a secluded life, devoted to cultivation. Her sudden appearance and intervention in this matter today greatly surprised him.
Fairy Mengli turned around, her gaze sweeping over Fang Xian and Chu Yichen, her expression calm yet revealing a sharp, all-knowing insight.
"Elder Chu, I saw this clearly from a distance. It was indeed your son who acted improperly first. The Lingxiao Sect has always upheld justice and propriety as its rules; how can we tolerate such a distortion of the truth and bullying of the weak?"
Chu Batian's face turned pale, then red, and he wanted to argue, but Fairy Mengli didn't give him the chance.
"If we punish the innocent today, what will become of the Lingxiao Sect's century-old reputation?"
Chu Yichen was filled with resentment, still trying to argue.
"Fairy Mengli, don't be fooled by them..."
Fairy Mengli's gaze was like lightning as she coldly looked at him.
"Chu Yichen, shut up! If I hadn't happened to pass by today, these guests would likely have been wronged and suffered injustice."
Chu Batian and the elders, though unwilling, dared not openly defy Fairy Mengli's wishes.
After all, Fairy Mengli was not only highly skilled but also extremely prestigious within the sect; her words, to a certain extent, represented justice and authority.
Fairy Mengli turned around, her expression stern as she looked at Chu Batian and his group, coldly saying:
"You are all unable to distinguish right from wrong today. If you persist, don't blame me for disregarding our camaraderie."
Although Chu Batian and the others were filled with resentment, they were wary of Fairy Mengli's strength and could only glare fiercely at Fang Xian before leading Chu Yichen and the elders away in a huff.
Once they were out of sight, the coldness on Fairy Mengli's face vanished instantly, replaced by a gentle smile. She apologized to Fang Xian and his group:
"I am truly sorry to have caused you all to suffer in my Lingxiao Sect. To express my apology, I would like to invite you all to a meal. I hope you will do me the honor."
"Very well, then we will trouble you, Fairy."
Fang Xian responded with a smile, then used his "Eye of Insight" on her.
[Name: Meng Li
Age: 1314
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance: 96
Figure: 95
Height: 170cm
Character: Perfect
Affection: 0]
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Fairy Meng Li led them to the most luxurious and unique dining hall of the Lingxiao Sect.
This dining hall was situated beside a spiritual lake, surrounded by lush bamboo groves. The lake water was crystal clear, and lively fish swam freely in it.
The interior of the dining hall was decorated in a magnificent and opulent style, with a huge crystal chandelier hanging overhead, casting a dazzling light.
On the walls hung numerous spiritual cultivation paintings by renowned artists, their brushstrokes delicate, and the spiritual energy flowing through them.
The group sat around a large round dining table, which was laden with a dazzling array of spiritual dishes.
During the meal, the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious, with everyone chatting and laughing.
Fairy Mengli took a sip of her spiritual tea and asked curiously,
"May I ask what brings you all to the Lingxiao Sect?"
Fang Xian put down his chopsticks, his expression frank.
"To be honest, I've heard that the Lingxiao Sect Master possesses extraordinary strength, a Quasi-Saint level expert. I wish to spar with him and experience the strength and realm of a Quasi-Saint."
Fairy Mengli paused slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes.
She carefully examined Fang Xian before her, inwardly marveling. This man had the audacity to challenge a Quasi-Saint; he was no ordinary person.
"Do you know what challenging a Quasi-Saint means?"
Fairy Mengli asked earnestly, "It requires not only immense courage but also matching strength. A slight misstep could have unimaginable consequences."
Fang Xian's lips curled into a confident smile.
"I am naturally aware of the risks involved, but the path of cultivation is inherently about constantly challenging oneself and pushing limits. I believe that regardless of the outcome of this exchange, I will benefit immensely."
Looking at his resolute eyes, Fairy Mengli couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration for him.
She nodded gently and said:
"Seeing the Sect Master isn't difficult. Let me inform him, and I believe he'll be willing to see you. However, whether or not we'll ultimately spar depends on the Sect Master's decision."
Fang Xian hadn't expected Fairy Mengli to possess such abilities; it seemed her identity was far from simple.
"Then I'll trouble you, Fairy."