Boom!

These three faint words landed in the field, sounding like shocking thunder.

Everyone looked at Ye Qingchen in disbelief, looking at Zhu Yun who had fallen to the ground, with eyes full of incredulity.

"Won! That kid actually won against Senior Brother Zhu Yun!"

"But he's only at the Spiritual Sea Seventh Heaven!"

"That final sword, what kind of swordsmanship was it, why did it have such a terrifying power? It actually directly defeated Senior Brother Zhu Yun!"

The crowd was in uproar.

This youth, whom they initially regarded as a fraud, actually defeated their highly regarded Senior Brother Zhu Yun!

Even Elder Zhou was fixated on Ye Qingchen, his eyes blazing, and his heart churning like a storm, shocked that he had misjudged.

"I lost?"

Listening to the discussions around, Zhu Yun stared fixedly at Ye Qingchen, still somewhat unwilling: "However, this doesn't mean you're qualified to participate in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference…"

But before he finished speaking.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Ye Qingchen directly took out the Sword Fighting Token.

"What? Sword Fighting Token? This kid really has the Sword Fighting Token?" The disciples of Youquan Sect almost had their eyes pop out looking at the token in Ye Qingchen's hand.

Feng Wu was also taken aback.

"Really?"

"This…"

Feng Wu silently shook her head.

Until now.

She fully believed Ye Qingchen had the ability to confront Blood Rain Tower assassins and even kill its Third Floor Master.

Even Elder Zhou couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Wrong!

Really a big mistake!

At this moment.

Zhu Yun looked ashen, the Sword Fighting Token in the opponent's hand extinguished the last shred of fantasy in his heart.

Ignoring the numerous shocked gazes around, Ye Qingchen turned and slowly left, but before leaving, he paused, his gaze sweeping over Feng Wu, Zhu Yun, indifferently saying:

"For Feng Wan's sake, I won't fuss with you bunch of frogs in the well. Don't use your pitiful superiority to belittle others! If there's more entanglement, I won't go easy."

Hearing this, Zhu Yun froze on the spot, his heart filled with shame and anger.

"Ye Qingchen!" Zhu Yun gritted his teeth and shouted: "Even if you obtained the qualification for the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference, so what? This humiliation, on the day of the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference, I'll personally take it back!"

"I'll be waiting!"

Ye Qingchen gave Zhu Yun a deep look before turning to leave.

"How did this come to be?"

Feng Wan could only look up and sigh.

Clearly, it was a good thing, how did it turn out this way.

She didn't expect that just meeting once would lead to such a big conflict, actually blaming the disciples of Youquan Sect for being too arrogant. She clearly had told them about Ye Qingchen's strength, but no one believed her.

So this situation occurred.

And on the other side.

Not long after Ye Qingchen left the field.

Unexpectedly, his body swayed, his complexion turned pale, and before several people could react, Ye Qingchen 'wow,' spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

"Ye Qingchen, what's wrong?"

Hong Man and Jiang Churan suddenly exclaimed.

Ye Qing was almost crying with worry.

Ye Qingchen shook his head, saying: "It's nothing, I suffered some internal injuries during the fight with Zhu Yun…"

He slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, a shadow appearing in his eyes.

Indeed, Zhu Yun was one of the top five powerhouses on the Bronze Platform.

Although he won this fight, it was also a narrow victory.

If earlier Zhu Yun's attack had been three points stronger, perhaps it would be him lying on the ground.

Of course.

If it really came to that, he might not have lost.

Because he still had the Profound Celestial Lock.

Once the Profound Celestial Lock was unlocked, he could unleash twelvefold strength!

However.

After this incident, neither side communicated at all, even when encountered at taverns or inns, they divided into two groups, remaining far apart from each other.

Feng Wan tried several times to apologize but ultimately chose to give up.

As for Zhu Yun, he was still somewhat unwilling. After the battle, he pondered for a long time, realizing that Ye Qingchen was already at the end of his strength at that time; if only he had pushed harder, he could have turned defeat into victory.

However, Zhu Yun several times wanted to cause trouble, but was suppressed by Elder Zhou each time, ultimately having to give up. But he decided to reclaim face in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference, so he looked at Ye Qingchen with growing hostility.

Finally.

Seven days later, the two groups arrived at Qianlong City one after another.

Qianlong City.

A city at the foot of Dragon-Clutching Mountain.

Very majestic and grand, its scale even comparable to the Imperial Capital of Celestial Peak Country.

Along the way, traffic was incessant, flowing ceaselessly.

Of course.

The most exciting thing for Ye Qingchen was Dragon-Clutching Mountain being so close.

Observing Dragon-Clutching Mountain at close range, the sense of oppression was even stronger, giving one the feeling of dwelling beneath a giant dragon.

"This is Dragon-Clutching Mountain!"

"The secret of Father's disappearance is likely within this mountain!"

Ye Qingchen looked at the mountains before him, silently clenching his fists.

Meanwhile.

In a somewhat dim secret room inside Qianlong City.

Before the candlelight, a Gold Medal Assassin was swiftly browsing through letters placed on the desk.

Suddenly.

The door of the secret room swung open, a black-clad assassin quickly ran in.

"Sir, there's a confidential message!" The black-clad assassin respectfully handed a secret letter to the desk.

The Gold Medal Assassin opened the letter, and just a few words made his face aghast, then his expression grew increasingly serious, until finally, even his eyes exploded with infinite murderous intent!

Even.

The temperature of the entire secret room suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Sir, what does the letter say?"

The black-clad assassin asked, his heart pounding.

The Gold Medal Assassin squinted his eyes, speaking grimly:

"Ye Qingchen, he's come to Qianlong City!"

"What? That kid actually dares to come to our Daqian Country?" The black-clad assassin was full of disbelief.

It should be known.

Since the death of the Third Floor Master and thirty-two Gold Medal Assassins at Two Realms Mountain.

Blood Rain Tower's forces were almost reduced by thirty percent.

Some forces that were originally suppressed by them are now restlessly moving, suddenly making Blood Rain Tower's situation critical. To suppress these rebounds, Blood Rain Tower even lost their Second Floor Master.

And the instigator of all this was Ye Qingchen!

"Quickly notify the Grand Hall Master of this matter!" The Gold Medal Assassin narrowed his eyes in determination and resentment: "I want to see where this kid can run!"

"Yes!"

The black-clad assassin suddenly looked up, his eyes full of glee.

If not for the Grand Hall Master still needing to hold the fort within Blood Rain Tower, he would have already gone to Celestial Peak Country. But never did they expect, this kid to be audacious to the extreme, actually daring to come openly to Qianlong City.

"Ye Qingchen, just you wait! This time, our Blood Rain Tower will settle all scores!"

The black-clad assassin's eyes glinted with coldness.

…

Ye Qingchen was unaware of all this upon arriving at Qianlong City, as the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference would not be held for some time. His attention was entirely focused on Dragon-Clutching Mountain.

Ye Qingchen had looked forward to this mountain, which possibly holds the secret of his father's disappearance, for a long time.

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