142: Shenxiao Sect, the cold leader Luo Qingxue, the son of destiny Xiao Fan

Qin Feng bid farewell to everyone and set off for the Divine Firmament Sect.

To reach the Divine Firmament Sect, one must arrive at the Fourth Heaven.

The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are divided into the Upper Three Heavens, Middle Three Heavens, and Lower Three Heavens.

As for the Ten Earths, those are various forbidden lands scattered outside.

The Fourth Heaven is named Great Scarlet Heaven.

“I need to go to Taotie City and use the teleportation array to reach Great Scarlet Heaven.”

Qin Feng pondered for a moment; it would take seven days, which was enough time.

Immediately, he stepped on the Zhuxian Sword, moving as fast as lightning, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing into the distance.

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Great Scarlet Heaven.

Boundlessly vast.

Above the sky, clouds and mist swirled, immortal cranes flew, and countless auspicious signs appeared, like a dream, resembling a celestial palace.

Within these clouds, there was a towering peak that reached the sky, connecting heaven and earth.

It was majestic and vast, soaring into the firmament.

That peak was precisely where the Divine Firmament Sect was located.

This peak was known as the Heavenly Pillar.

It is said to be the foundation of the Divine Firmament Sect, containing supreme immortal opportunities.

At this moment, the sound of the Grand Dao Bell rang out from the Divine Firmament Sect, spreading across the eight directions and covering hundreds of millions of miles of void.

Upon hearing this sound, the disciples of the Divine Firmament Sect immediately felt their hearts surge and hurried towards the sect's plaza.

Every time the Divine Firmament Sect rang the Grand Dao Bell, it signified that a major event was about to occur.

Within the Divine Firmament Sect, disciples gathered, making it exceptionally lively.

“I heard that the sect is holding a martial arts competition this time, and the winner will take the seat of the Son of Destiny.”

“No, brother, I seem to recall that our sect should already have a Son of Destiny, right?”

“Hmm? You mean Qin Feng! I heard he disappeared for more than ten years, and his life lamp also shattered, so he might have already fallen.”

“Hmph, even if he didn't fall, Qin Feng is not worthy of holding the position of Son of Destiny. Is it just because of his mere Profound Immortal strength?”

“That's right, a mere Profound Immortal. If it weren't for him becoming the sect master's disciple back then, what would a small Qin Feng be worth? Nothing at all!”

“Exactly, if it weren't for Qin Feng becoming the sect master's disciple, how would this position of Son of Destiny ever fall to him?”

“I heard that the sect master recently took in a new disciple, and the sect master dotes on him immensely, even personally imparting the Dao to him.”

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Some disciples with lower cultivation bases discussed animatedly.

Many people scoffed at Qin Feng.

Although Qin Feng was the sect master's direct disciple, he was only at the Profound Immortal cultivation level, with shallow qualifications, and simply not worthy of the Son of Destiny position.

“Silence!”

Above the plaza's high platform, a woman in plain clothes sat on the main seat.

Her face was beautiful, her figure graceful, her skin crystal clear, fair and delicate, so flawless it seemed it could break at a touch, incomparably stunning.

Her entire being exuded an aura of nobility and elegance, making people involuntarily want to prostrate themselves.

She was the Master of the Divine Firmament Sect, Luo Qingxue.

“The sect master has gathered you all today to announce a piece of good news.”

“This sect will soon hold a martial arts competition to select a Son of Destiny candidate! Whoever wins first place will be the Son of Destiny!”

Luo Qingxue's voice was cold and indifferent as she spoke slowly.

“Whoosh!”

Upon hearing this, all the disciples of the Divine Firmament Sect erupted into excitement.

Countless disciples rubbed their fists, eager to make a move.

The competition for the Son of Destiny concerned their own destinies.

Whoever achieved first place would undoubtedly ascend to the peak of the world in the future!

As everyone cheered.

“A bunch of idiots, this was prepared specifically for me by Master. You are not yet qualified to contend with me.”

Beside Luo Qingxue, a young man in a purple robe said contemptuously.

His face was handsome, his demeanor like jade, his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes deep, looking down upon all directions.

He was Luo Qingxue's newest disciple, the Innate Dragon Yang Sacred Body, Xiao Fan.

“It's fortunate that Qin Feng, that waste, knew his place and disappeared, otherwise I would definitely let him experience my power!”

Xiao Fan wore a look of disdain and contempt, as if killing Qin Feng was merely a trivial matter to him.

“Qin Feng, Master used to care for you and value you so much, but now Master's favoritism completely belongs to me!”

A cold smile played on Xiao Fan's lips, but seeing Luo Qingxue's slightly troubled expression, he immediately feigned grievance and said,

“Master, Senior Brother Qin Feng has not returned yet. If he finds out, will he be angry with me?”