"Have you guys heard?
One-armed Fierce Man is back, but he ran back! "
"Stop talking nonsense. You must have heard about this. I saw it with my own eyes that day."
"Is that so?
Then tell us how miserable One-armed Fierce Man was when he came back that day. "
"Ahem, this is a long story. I can only briefly say that this Wang Yan offended a very terrifying person outside and was chased back to the sect..."
The news of Wang Yan's return to Sun Sect spread like wildfire. It almost instantly spread throughout the entire Sun Sect.
Because when Wang Yan returned to Sun Sect that day, he was so miserable that all kinds of rumors sprung up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
"Stop talking!
One-armed Fierce Man is here! "
Just as the noise was endless, rising and falling, a hurried shout instantly drowned out all the other sounds.
For a moment, the noisy Star Rotating Hall was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
"Rustle, rustle, rustle..."
The sound of steady footsteps came from afar. Under the gaze of thousands of people, a thin figure walked into the Star Rotating Hall.
His delicate face looked harmless, and his black eyes were as deep as the sea. They seemed to contain endless secrets, making people want to peek into them.
His straight eyebrows were just right, adding some extraordinary charm to his chiseled face.
But the only fly in the ointment was the empty sleeve, which ruined the overall feeling.
This person was Wang Yan.
It had been three days since he escaped from Li Zhenhai and rushed back to Sun Sect at lightning speed.
At this moment, Wang Yan's face was shrouded in a haze that did not dissipate. His worry was obvious.
Because ever since Wang Xian'er fainted that day, she had not woken up until now.
During this time, Wang Yan fed her many soul-nourishing pills, but to no avail.
Wang Xian'er seemed to be sleeping for a long time. Although her breathing was even and her pulse was normal, she still did not wake up.
"I'm here to submit an eight-star mission."
Walking straight to the counter, Wang Yan handed the jade pendant to the female disciple handling the mission. His expression did not relax in the slightest. Instead, it became even more serious.
"Eighth rank Spirit Beast, Cloud Chasing Wind Leopard?"
"That's right, this is the beast's core."
With a flip of his palm, Wang Yan took out the Cloudchasing Windchaser Leopard's beast core.
In an instant, a powerful and violent aura filled the air and swept through the entire Revolving Star Hall.
"Oh my god!
Wang Yan really managed to kill an eighth rank spirit beast?! "
"Are you blind?
The beast core is in his hands, how can it be fake? "
"He's truly worthy of being called the One-Armed Fierce Man. He's too terrifying. That's an eighth-rank spirit beast ah! It's comparable to a martial cultivator at the eighth stage of the Star Forging realm!"
"So what?
Don't forget about this person's achievements. Challenging those of a higher cultivation realm is just a piece of cake for him … "
When Wang Yan took out the Cloudchasing Windchaser Leopard's beast core, the originally quiet Revolving Star Hall suddenly erupted into a flurry of discussion.
Countless gazes fell on the thin one-armed figure. There was awe, worship, and even envy.
"Wang, Senior Brother Wang, you can hand over the eighth-rank spirit beast's beast core to the sect and receive a reward of five million star coins."
"You don't have to hand it over to the sect. You can take it to the auction house. It should … it should be able to be sold for a good price."
Hearing this, Wang Yan was startled. "There's such a thing?"
Meeting his deep black eyes, the female disciple's pretty face instantly blushed and she shyly nodded.
"Indeed, the sect doesn't have any restrictions on this."
Wang Yan pondered for a moment and still handed over the beast core.
To him, the eighth-rank spirit beast's beast core was only for earning star coins. It didn't matter how much it was.
"This is a star card. It's convenient for transactions. It can be used in all the major chambers of commerce in the Prosperous Source Continent."
The female disciple respectfully handed Wang Yan a card that exuded a faint hazy purple light. Her pretty face blushed as she looked at him.
Seeing this, Wang Yan was slightly startled. He immediately took the star card.
The star card was only the size of a palm. It seemed to be cast from metal, but it didn't seem like metal. The material was like jade. It was cold and light to the touch.
"Many thanks."
Slightly bowing, Wang Yan turned around and walked out of the Revolving Star Hall.
Tens of thousands of gazes moved along with him as he walked, watching him leave. Noisy discussions rang out again.
"Wang Yan has already killed his way into the 3,500th rank of the Hidden Dragon List. However, his cultivation is at the fourth stage of the Star Forging Realm. Do you know why?"
"Why?
Could it be that you know the inside story? "
"That's right. If you have something to say, then spit it out. Don't leave people hanging."
"Don't worry, don't worry. In fact, it's quite simple. That is … Wang Yan's true strength has definitely reached the seventh stage of the Star Forging Realm!"
… …
Sun Sect's Middle Peak. In a spacious mansion, Zhou Ao angrily stared at the serious expression on Wang Yan's face.
The two were in a silent stalemate. The atmosphere was oppressive and oppressive. It made people feel as if a thousand jin boulder was pressing down on their chests.
One second, two seconds.
After a full four or five minutes, Zhou Ao coldly snorted. He looked at Wang Yan with an unkind expression.
"Xian 'er is this old man's most beloved disciple. She went out with you and returned in this state. How are you going to explain this to this old man?"
Hearing this, Wang Yan's eyes darkened. He shook his head and said, "Elder Zhou, this disciple understands your current mood."
"Xian 'er is my little sister. I am more anxious than anyone else. Therefore … therefore, today I came to find Elder Zhou to seek a solution. I hope that Elder Zhou won't blame me."
Wang Yan's words were neither servile nor overbearing, but his attitude was very humble.
This was because he had no way of waking up Wang Xian 'er, and he didn't know what had happened to her.
Zhou Ao coldly snorted and muttered to himself for a moment. Frowning, he said, "According to what you said, Xian 'er is unconscious because she used a soul skill that surpassed her realm?"
Wang Yan nodded and recounted what happened that day, avoiding the important points and dwelling on the trivial.
Zhou Ao was silent for a moment. His wrinkled face revealed a trace of helplessness. He fiercely glared at Wang Yan.
"This old man has never met a soul cultivator other than Xian 'er."
"Therefore, I can't give a reasonable answer to what you said. However, Xian 'er can't keep sleeping like this!"
Zhou Ao suddenly emphasized the last sentence, as if he was deliberately emphasizing it.
Hearing this, Wang Yan nodded solemnly. However, in the next moment, he sighed.
If Wang Xian 'er hadn't used her soul skill in the nick of time and caught Li Zhenhai off guard, the three of them probably wouldn't have survived.
"You go back first. This old man will go ask the other elders."
With a wave of his sleeve, Zhou Ao glared at Cang Jin, who had been silent all this time.
"Cultivate well. When you break through to the 5th stage of the Star Forging Realm, you can go and take on missions."
"I don't want my weak strength to embarrass me when I go out!"
While his voice was still echoing, Zhou Ao had already disappeared.
Wang Yan let out a bitter laugh and touched the tip of his nose. The haze between his brows became even thicker.
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