67: Wang Tianya is not a grandson

In the heart of the Xiaguang Realm, at Xiaoyao Sect (formerly Heaven Sword Sect).

In a secluded courtyard behind the mountain, Yang Xue sat gracefully on a couch.

At twenty-six years old, the last traces of youthful naivety had faded from her Face.

For eight years, Yang Xue had diligently Cultivated without a moment's rest, daring not to be complacent in her desire to protect her parents and elder brother.

Her innate talent was not bad, possessing a Medium Grade Water Spiritual Root, coupled with the top-tier water-attribute Cultivation Technique, the Water Spirit Sacred Classic, bestowed upon her by Yang Yun.

In eight years, Yang Xue's Cultivation had skyrocketed from the Qi Refinement Stage to the Peak of the Golden Core Realm, a feat that greatly astonished Ji Wufeng and Wang Tianya.

Beyond their astonishment, they were mostly pleased, as the Tianjiao Tournament, held once every thirty years, was about to commence.

Any Cultivator under thirty years old in the Eastern Domain could participate, and achieving a good Rank would garner the favor of top-tier Sects from the Upper Realm.

In the Eastern Domain, class divisions were severe, and the hierarchy was strict.

Cultivators of the Upper Realm looked down on those of the Middle Realm, who in turn looked down on those of the Lower Realm, and those of the Lower Realm could only look down on Mortals.

Thus, the oppressive presence of Upper Realm powers was deeply ingrained in the hearts of Lower Realm Cultivators.

Ji Wufeng and Wang Tianya sat opposite each other.

By this time, Wang Tianya had earned the right to sit as an equal with Ji Wufeng.

After Cultivating the Azure Vine Sword Art for eight years, Wang Tianya felt that all the Cultivation Techniques he had learned before were a waste.

He himself possessed a wood-attribute Spiritual Root, and with the enhancement of a top-tier wood-attribute Cultivation Technique, he had Broken Through from the Peak of Foundation Establishment to the Early Stage of Nascent Soul.

Ji Wufeng had Broken Through to the Nascent Soul Realm three years prior, so now Wang Tianya and Ji Wufeng were both in the same Realm.

However, despite being in the same Realm, Wang Tianya, who wielded a top-tier Cultivation Technique, was clearly superior.

Initially, Wang Tianya was not accustomed to it, sitting as an equal with the Old Ancestor, chatting and laughing freely, but gradually, he got used to it.

Ji Wufeng picked up his teacup, only to find it empty. In the past, if Wang Tianya had seen this, he would have immediately scurried to pour tea.

But now, Wang Tianya saw it and acted as if he hadn't, sitting idly by himself.

Ji Wufeng sighed helplessly and got up to pour it himself.

Seeing Ji Wufeng rise, Wang Tianya feigned confusion and asked, 'Wufeng, where are you going?'

'Ah, haha, no tea. I'm going to make some.'

'Oh, come on,' Wang Tianya waved his hand.

'How can you do such a thing yourself?'

Ji Wufeng looked at Wang Tianya with relief, thinking to himself, 'It seems Tianya is still the same Tianya.'

Wang Tianya waved a large hand, summoning a Disciple from outside, 'What are you all doing? Don't you know there's no tea here?'

'Are your brains waterlogged, or is your IQ low?'

'Ah?'

The Disciple trembled and immediately knelt down.

'Grand Elder, no, it's not that, you... didn't you say you don't like tea? You told us to throw the tea away!'

'Is... is that so?' Wang Tianya looked at the Disciple awkwardly, then turned to Ji Wufeng.

'Hehe, Old Ancestor, this Disciple is talking nonsense, don't believe him.'

Ji Wufeng gave a forced laugh, 'No... it's fine.'

'Forget it, forget it, I won't drink it, I won't drink it.'

'Oh, you should have said so earlier, haha!' Wang Tianya walked over to Ji Wufeng, and under the Disciple's astonished gaze, patted Ji Wufeng's shoulder.

'Wufeng, this tea, it really isn't good.'

'Uh... but, you are getting on in years after all, so I can understand you liking to drink some tea.'

Ji Wufeng said nothing, not expecting Wang Tianya to be so brazen even in front of a Disciple. Feeling a loss of Face, he quickly waved the Disciple away.

'You may leave.'

The Disciple, hearing this, felt as if he had been granted a great pardon and quickly stood up.

'Yes, Sect Master,' he said, then lowered his head and slowly retreated.

Following Yang Yun's arrangements, Heaven Sword Sect and Yuanshen Sect completed their merger.

Ji Wufeng served as the Sect Master, Fan Dongqing as the Grand Elder, and Wang Tianya as the Grand Elder.

However, there was nothing to be done; the current Ji Wufeng simply couldn't suppress Wang Tianya. Strength was the ultimate truth.

Just then, two wisps of green smoke appeared in the hall, and immediately after, two figures emerged from the smoke.

It was Yang Yun and Shangguan Yi.

Seeing that it was Yang Yun, Wang Tianya and Ji Wufeng immediately knelt down.

'Greetings, Senior.'

'Mm.'

Yang Yun nodded, 'Rise.'

He then looked at Wang Tianya with interest.

'Tianya, your strength has grown, and so has your courage.'

'Do you still understand how to respect your elders and care for the young?'

'Ah!' Wang Tianya's body trembled violently, and he repeatedly kowtowed, 'Senior, Senior, it's a misunderstanding!'

'I still show the utmost respect to the Old Ancestor, if you don't believe me, ask him!'

Wang Tianya quickly gave Ji Wufeng a meaningful look, with a hint of threat, 'Quick, say it, say it!'

Ji Wufeng sighed, knowing he was old, and no longer competing for favor, he nodded, 'Senior, Tianya truly shows me great respect, you've misunderstood...'

'Enough.'

Yang Yun interrupted Ji Wufeng's explanation.

'I hope you can manage your affairs well. If this Xiaoyao Sect falls in your hands, then you should not live, just die.'

'Yes, yes, yes, as you command, as you command.'

Both of them were drenched in cold sweat, nodding repeatedly in affirmation.

Shangguan Yi brought a chair and placed it behind Yang Yun.

'Master, please.'

Yang Yun slowly sat down, 'I came this time to ask you about that Tianjiao Tournament.'

'Oh?' Ji Wufeng and Wang Tianya's eyes lit up upon hearing this; it seemed they weren't the only ones who had thought of it.

Ji Wufeng spoke first, 'Senior, we had the same intention.'

'The Eastern Domain's Tianjiao Tournament occurs once every thirty years, so any Cultivator under thirty years old in the Eastern Domain can participate.'

'Young Miss Yang Xue is only twenty-six this year, which perfectly meets the qualification requirements for registration.'

'Therefore, we wish for Young Miss Yang Xue to register and participate.'

Yang Yun hesitated for a moment, then slowly said.

'What are the benefits of participating in that Assembly?'

Wang Tianya quickly stepped forward, cupping his hands, 'Senior, with Young Miss Yang Xue's strength, achieving a top hundred Rank would certainly be effortless.'

'This would not only increase the reputation of our Xiaoyao Sect, attracting more talented Disciples,'

'It could also garner the favor of those top-tier Sects from the Upper Realm. Young Miss Yang Xue might very well be invited to join those top-tier Sects, gaining access to even richer Cultivation resources.'

'Is that all?'

Yang Yun shook his head dismissively, 'If that's all there is, then there's no need to participate. It would be a waste of time and energy.'

He had Cultivation Techniques if he wanted them; it was just inconvenient to teach them personally. There was no need for any 'top-tier Sects.'

Seeing Yang Yun's reluctance, Ji Wufeng quickly explained, 'Senior, Young Miss Yang Xue has always stayed within the Xiaguang Realm, so it might be difficult for her to truly Cultivate.'

'All participants in the Assembly are Geniuses from the Eastern Domain. If Young Miss Yang Xue can participate, it will greatly expand both her strength and her horizons.'

'Hmm... that makes sense.'

A calm sea does not produce skilled sailors.

'Why didn't you say so earlier?'

'Since that's the case, you two should make preparations.'

'Yes, Senior,' Ji Wufeng and Wang Tianya said in unison.