The goofy junior sister is the most eccentric person in the entire cultivation world.

At the foot of Tianzhou Mountain, temporary encampments stretching for hundreds of miles are scattered like stars, with banners fluttering in the wind.

Three days before the sect competition, the air was already thick with an invisible smell of gunpowder.

Sects of all sizes arrived one after another, and powerful figures gathered in droves. The aura of Nascent Soul cultivators alone rose and fell like stars.

The Star Palace is located in a valley with a natural spiritual spring. The spring water flows gently, and spiritual energy turns into a thin mist that lingers in the air, making it a superior blessed land.

This is also why the Flying Heaven Sect sent people to seize this place so early on.

In just two or three days, simple houses and pavilions had been erected in the Star Palace.

Among the crowd, an ordinary-looking Golden Core cultivator was squinting as he sized up the Star Palace.

This person was none other than Wu Yuanshan in disguise.

"The Star Palace has indeed arrived. That bitch Shen Rugo must be hiding there, but I wonder what level she has reached now."

His gaze swept across the crowd and quickly locked onto a group of Flying Cult disciples huddled together, their faces filled with resentment.

A sinister glint flashed in Wu Yuanshan's eyes as a plan formed in his mind.

He quietly approached the group, feigning curiosity and indignation, and whispered to a rogue cultivator beside him, "Fellow Daoist, don't you think the Star Palace is too domineering? I heard that the Flying Heaven Sect clearly took a liking to this place first and even sent an outer sect elder to guard it. But when the Star Palace arrived, they seized the territory without saying a word, injured the outer sect elder, and even boasted that the Flying Heaven Sect was nothing and dared to occupy such territory? Tsk tsk, they're incredibly arrogant!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was just loud enough for the Flying Heaven Sect disciples to hear.

The disciples' expressions immediately changed, and one of them couldn't help but turn to look at Wu Yuanshan: "Fellow Daoist, does the Star Palace really say such a thing?"

Wu Yuanshan pretended to be frightened and quickly waved his hand: "Oh dear, I just heard some rumors. Don't take them seriously! Fellow Daoist, please don't take them to heart!"

After saying that, he hurriedly "hid" into the crowd.

But his words were like sparks thrown into a pile of dry tinder.

These Flying Sky Sect disciples were young and hot-blooded. They were already indignant when they learned that the place they had chosen had been forcibly occupied. When they came to inspect the place and heard such humiliation, they were even more furious.

"Outrageous! How dare an unknown little sect insult my Flying Sky Sect like this?"

"Let's go! We must go back and report to Elder Liu and demand an explanation!"

Several disciples angrily returned to their camp.

Wu Yuanshan watched their backs as they walked away from the crowd, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He knew full well that with Liu Zhen, the inner elder in charge of the Flying Heaven Sect's affairs this time, having such a fiery temper, this matter would be far from resolved peacefully.

Sure enough, before long, Liu Zhen's furious roar echoed from the Flying Sky Sect's headquarters: "This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! They beat our people, seized our territory, and now they're humiliating our Flying Sky Sect like this! Do they think our Flying Sky Sect is made of clay?!"

Immediately afterwards, the gate of the camp was flung open, and Liu Zhen took the lead, followed by five disciples, one of whom was none other than Lei Gang, a true disciple at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

As for Elder Liu from the outer sect who was injured last time, along with the other disciples, they spontaneously formed a group and followed behind, waving their arms and shouting.

"Elder Liu must avenge us!"

"We must beat them to a pulp and take back our base!"

……

The group headed straight for the Star Palace's headquarters with great momentum.

"Look! The Flying Cult has gone to settle scores!"

"It's Elder Liu Zhen! He's a Nascent Soul stage expert!"

"This is going to be good!"

"Let's go, let's go and take a look!"

Hundreds and thousands of cultivators poured out from their various outposts, following behind the Flying Heaven Sect members, and gathered towards the Star Palace outpost.

Wu Yuanshan mingled in the crowd, deliberately choosing a corner with a wide view, and observed coldly.

He wanted to see for himself just how powerful the Star Palace really was, and whether Shen Rugo would show up because of it.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

Shen Rugo is Wu Xuemei's greatest nemesis. He wants to find out Shen Rugo's background and see if she is really as terrifying as the legends say, that she is no match for Nascent Soul cultivators and can even kill Deity Transformation experts.

The area outside the Star Palace's residence was quickly surrounded by a dense crowd.

Liu Zhen stopped ten feet in front of the array's light barrier, took a deep breath, and unleashed the pressure of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, his voice booming like a bell: "People of the Star Palace! Get out here!"

The sound waves rolled on, causing ripples to spread across the light screen.

Inside the formation, Xiao Changkong and his four companions, who were sparring by the spiritual spring, simultaneously stopped their movements.

"coming."

Xiao Changkong smiled slightly and sheathed his longsword.

"finally come!"

A fighting spirit surged in Ye Xinghe's eyes.

Lu Haoran chuckled, fanning himself with his folding fan: "Judging from his voice, he's a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and he's got quite a temper."

Chen Tianba clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking: "Let me go and have a go at him!"

Xiao Qiushui's eyes lit up the most, and she jumped up immediately: "I'll do it! Chen Laosi, don't argue with me. I'm the youngest, let me go, let me beat them to a pulp!"

Instead of being nervous at all, the five were extremely excited, and their conversation carried far through their unsealed dwelling.

Those outside were dumbfounded. The disciples of the Star Palace were actually using the Flying Heaven Sect elders as practice targets, vying to go up against them.

Liu Zhen's face immediately turned ashen, and he roared, "You ignorant brats from the Star Palace, get out here right now!"

Before the words were finished, five figures walked out side by side.

Even though many people had already seen Xiao Changkong and his five fellow disciples, they still couldn't help but gasp in surprise when they saw the five of them walking out side by side.

After all, they were all incredibly good-looking, especially some of the female cultivators, who couldn't help but scream.

When Liu Zhen and the others from the Flying Sky Sect saw the five people, they were also taken aback. Where did the Star Palace find such handsome disciples?

The most eye-catching figure was the boy standing at the very front, almost leaping out of the water.

He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, the shortest among his five fellow disciples, with red lips and white teeth, handsome features, and skin so fair it was almost translucent.

If it weren't for her men's attire and flat chest, she would definitely be mistaken for a stunningly beautiful female cultivator.

At this moment, he rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes shining as he stared at Liu Zhen and the others, as if he had seen a novel toy and couldn't help but want to try it out.

"So you're the ones who came to cause trouble?"

He spoke, his voice clear yet filled with disdain and anticipation.

Liu Zhen was taken aback, then roared, "You brat, bring out the person in charge!"

"The one in charge?"

Xiao Qiushui tilted her head, looking innocent. "The five of us can all take charge. Old man, if you have something to say, say it. If you have nothing to say, get lost and don't delay our cultivation."

"you……

"What a Star Palace! It has seized my sect's spiritual spring and tarnished my sect's reputation. If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Liu Zhen was so angry he was practically fuming.

Given his status and position, apart from the ten major sects, which sect wouldn't treat him with utmost respect?

Moreover, this was an obscure Star Palace, and the one who replied was just a young boy with a frivolous tongue.

"A spiritual spring?"

Xiao Qiushui blinked. "You mean that broken spring? Did you write your name on it? Or did you pee on it and mark it?"

"puff……"

Finally, someone couldn't help laughing out loud.

Behind Liu Zhen, Lei Gang couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward: "Uncle-Master, why waste words with this kid! Let me take him down!"

Before he finished speaking, Lei Gang sprang up and threw a punch!

The fist was accompanied by lightning, and the air crackled and popped – it was the Flying Sky Sect's ultimate technique, the Thunderstorm Fist!

This punch was so powerful that an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would never dare to take it head-on.

Onlookers exclaimed in alarm, "It's Thunderstorm Fist! That boy is in big trouble!"