Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Chapter 119: Meeting Qingxuan Sect’s Prodigy Chihun Again

Ye Qian'an returned to the dilapidated temple where he was before. He sat cross-legged, stroking his chin, trying to recall what had happened recently.

Logically speaking, there was no one in the Shenxuan Sect that he didn't know, so he shouldn't offend other people. As for that guy Wang Teng, it was even more impossible for him to mobilize the four major sects of the lower house.

"Could it be..."

The image of the young master of the Shang Sect emerged in Ye Qian'an's mind. It was said that the young master of the Shenxuan Sect was the number one bootlicker of the Ice Fairy Nalan Xue, and was also the man with the greatest chance of becoming Nalan Xue's Taoist partner.

It’s a pity that in order to form an alliance with the Divine Sword Sect, the cultivation country where Nalan Xue lives has already married its daughter to the Divine Sword Sect’s young leader Lu Liang.

Before coming here, Master Leng Qianning once said that the Upper Sect was full of hidden talents and there were countless powerful people. It was not easy to survive in the Upper Sect.

In addition, Ye Qian'an, as a hostage of Qingxuan Sect, is not welcome, and with the targeting of the upper sect so far, it is not easy for him to survive here.

Ye Qian'an stood up and walked on the spot, as if he recalled something. He immediately raised his head and said, "Since the Qinglong Gang and other major forces won't let me survive in the Lower House, then I will use my own methods to personally solve the problems of the Lower House."

Thinking of this, Ye Qian'an took out a map from his storage ring. This map was purchased from a shop. It recorded all the forces and the deployment of the strong.

There are many powerful disciples in the lower house, among whom there are more than thirty people who have reached the state of fusion. Most of these people are the sect's hostages, and their lives are not much different from Ye Qian'an's.

If you want to gain contribution points, you need to constantly complete the tasks assigned by the sect, or hunt monsters and use the monsters' inner elixirs to exchange for contribution points.

Because of this, that group of people live worse than a dog.

The four blessed places in Xiayuan City correspond to the Qinglong Gang, the White Tiger Society, the Suzaku Gate, and the Xuanwu Hall.

The four major forces correspond to elixirs, magic weapons, talismans, and spiritual beasts.

These four major forces have seized almost all opportunities and do not give any face to other forces at all. They even say that as long as their status is threatened, they need to be eradicated.

Ye Qian'an shrugged his shoulders, took off the wine gourd from his waist, raised his head and took a big sip, then decided to go to other places to investigate and try to have his own place in the lower house.

………………

The next morning, the golden rooster crows.

A night rain last night washed away the dust from the streets, and Ye Xiangfu was walking through the streets pulling a cart of grain samsara.

Ye Qian'an, who had just finished his cultivation, was now walking towards East City. Most of the cultivators on the road did not say hello to him. In his heart, nothing was more important than cultivation.

Some people have not had any spiritual nourishment for several days, and have already become pale and thin, as thin as skeletons.

The East City of the Lower House is the location of the Xuanwu Hall. Most of the cultivators here are famous for their physical training. It is said that if they have trained to perfection, they can even challenge stronger people above their level.

Ye Qian'an was carrying a wine gourd, his eyes wandering around the shops on both sides of the street. So far, the business in the shops was not good. The monks passing by were basically empty-handed and had no ability to buy spiritual food to fill the gap.

"Little brother, I see that you have an extraordinary bearing and must be a child of destiny, but you are surrounded by evil spirits and must be in danger. How about letting me help you break this calamity?"

At this moment, a very familiar voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Ye Qian'an wanted to leave, but such a familiar voice made him stop. He glanced sideways and saw a skinny, pale-faced man with footprints all over his body. "Is it him?"

Ye Qian'an frowned slightly.

The ragged Chihun, holding a wooden stick, had long lost his former glory. All that was left was a body that could starve to death at any time.

If the monks in the lower house cannot get food to nourish them, their bodies will become weaker and weaker. Even monks in the fusion realm will find it difficult to escape the rules of this place. For this reason, every day there will be monks who choose to leave Shenxuan Sect because of lack of food.

Or maybe, he starved to death here.

Chi Hun held a rotten wooden stick in his hand and a half-broken bowl in his left hand. He said weakly, "As long as you only need 100 contribution points, I will help you break this shackle."

Ye Qian'an walked over. Perhaps because he had not had food for a long time, Chi Hun did not even have the strength to raise his head. He had no idea that the person standing in front of him was the chief elder of Qingxuan Sect.

Chi Hun coughed twice, and scarlet blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he was injured.

Ye Qian'an squatted down, put his fingers on Chi Hun's wrist, and said with a frown: "The meridians are damaged, and the cultivation has regressed... What on earth did you go through?"

When Chi Hun heard the familiar voice, he immediately raised his head. However, the moment he saw Ye Qian'an, Chi Hun's tears could no longer be held back and flowed out.

"Junior brother!"

After becoming the chief elder, Ye Qi'an's status in the sect was raised again. That's why Chi Hun called Ye Qi'an "Junior Brother".

Chi Hun began to tremble all over. He didn't expect to meet Ye Qian'an here.

Ye Qian'an raised his head and asked calmly, "Brother, what happened? Why were your meridians damaged? You were already at the half-step fusion stage, but this time... you have fallen to the late stage of returning to the void."

When mentioning this, Chi Hun's eyes were full of bloodshot. No matter how talented he was in the lower sect, he had no status at all in the upper sect. Even because of his status as a hostage, many forces looked down on them.

It is not difficult to see from here that protons have no rights at all.

Chi Hun gritted his teeth and said, "Junior brother, you should also know the Azure Dragon Gang, White Tiger Society, Suzaku Sect, and Xuanwu Hall in the lower courtyard, right?"

"know."

As Ye Qian'an spoke, he took out a pill from his pocket and put it in Chi Hun's mouth.

With the intake of this sixth-grade elixir, the meridians in Chi Hun's body are recovering little by little, but the lost cultivation cannot be restored.

I can only practice again and strive to return to the peak state one day.

"After we separated, I came here and had a battle with the deputy head of the Xuanwu Hall. That guy's strength was in the middle stage of fusion, and I was no match for him at all..."

"If it weren't for the sect's rule that disciples cannot be killed, I would have already been killed by now."

Having said that, Chi Hun began to tremble all over, his eyes filled with anger towards Xuanwu Hall. If it weren't for them, his cultivation would never have fallen to the late stage of Return to Void.

(End of this chapter)