How Strong Exactly

After a brief pause.

Wang Yiyun continued, "Compared to the grand competition, I remembered something even more important."

"Are you talking about the Hundred Refinements Sect?"

Luo Yuan asked.

"Exactly."

Wang Yiyun said, "That Yi Feng is the newly appointed Sect Leader Shi Qingwu's fiancé."

"Just consider, with these two, what will the future of the Hundred Refinements Sect be like?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Yuan's pupils slightly contracted, and he continued Wang Yiyun's thoughts, "With these two, the Hundred Refinements Sect could openly challenge our Heavenly Tyrant Sect, and unless there's a full-blown, no-holds-barred battle to the death, our Heavenly Tyrant Sect wouldn't be able to do anything about it."

"Right, this matter cannot be overlooked!" Wang Yiyun said.

One small mistake could lead to disastrous consequences.

"This way, you take care of the others from the Hundred Refinements Sect first and get them settled back in." Wang Yiyun said, "I'll go report to the two ancestors."

After giving instructions, the two parted ways.

In the side hall where the subordinate sects were being accommodated, Elder Luo Yuan arrived. Under the guidance of the steward in charge of accommodation, Luo Yuan went straight to the Hundred Refinements Sect's room.

The door was knocked open.

Jiang Zuo and Jiang You, bewildered, walked out.

"Hurry up and pay your respects to Elder Luo Yuan..."

The steward at the door was about to berate them but was immediately waved off by Luo Yuan.

"I am Luo Yuan, Elder of the Heavenly Tyrant Sect, and I greet the two esteemed friends from the Hundred Refinements Sect."

Luo Yuan was quite polite, bowing and smiling.

"What?"

"An elder of the Heavenly Tyrant Sect?"

This gave Jiang Zuo and Jiang You quite a shock, and what made their hands tremble even more was that this Elder Luo Yuan was treating them so politely?

"Jiang Zuo and Jiang You greet the elder."

The two hurriedly bowed, respectfully lowering their heads.

"You two are too formal, no need for such courtesy." Luo Yuan quickly helped them up while scolding the steward beside him, "How could you have accommodated the esteemed friends from the Hundred Refinements Sect in such a place? This is completely inappropriate!"

"Quickly, prepare a guest hall and move the Hundred Refinements Sect's friends there."

"Yes!"

The steward did not dare to ask why and hurriedly went to arrange it.

After the steward left, Luo Yuan quickly apologized, "Ah, the stewards in our sect are not well-trained, and they neglected the esteemed friends from the Hundred Refinements Sect. Come, come, follow me to the guest hall. By the time we get there, they should have prepared it."

After saying that.

Luo Yuan led the way with a smile.

Jiang Zuo and Jiang You were completely dumbstruck.

They looked at each other, and in their hearts, they were extremely panicked!

They couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.

What was going on here?

Usually, the stewards and enforcers of the Heavenly Tyrant Sect looked down on their subservient sect members, let alone a senior like Luo Yuan. Except for Wang Yiyun, the others wouldn’t even glance at them.

Not to mention, they weren't even elders of their subordinate sect, just enforcers.

And their Hundred Refinements Sect was far from being at the top among all subordinate sects.

Now.

They were being treated so kindly.

They were even being granted special privileges, getting moved to a guest hall?

What right did they have to deserve this?

Along the way, their legs were trembling.

But when they mustered the courage to ask Luo Yuan, he just smiled without saying anything.

This made the two extremely uneasy.

But what was even more ludicrous was when they finally arrived at the guest hall; they found that it was far more than just that.

Not only were there delicacies from mountains and seas, but there was also a formation set up to enhance cultivation speed.

What was most outrageous was that they were even provided with eighteen scantily clad maids.

The two sat cross-legged on straw mats, staring at the delicacies and graceful maids in front of them. They wanted to eat but didn't dare to, so they could only pretend to be calm and rest with their eyes closed.

On the other side.

In a black great hall, two men sat at the head.

They wore black and white robes, respectively, and were the absolute core figures of the Heavenly Tyrant Sect, also overseeing it now.

The man in white was named Deng Chao!

The man in black was named Zeng Xian.

As they listened to Wang Yiyun's report below, the two, who had been calmly meditating, opened their eyes in surprise at this moment.

"Are you sure there's no mistake?"

Deng Chao slowly spoke.

"Reporting to the two ancestors, there is no mistake."

Wang Yiyun bowed respectfully and said, "Of course, with all due respect, due to my limited capabilities, I can only roughly gauge the strength of that Su Bai. As for the true strength of Yi Feng, I cannot determine it."

"If your assessment of Su Bai's strength is correct at True Immortal Ten, then Yi Feng is likely at True Immortal Twelve." Zeng Xian said, then turned his head to look at Deng Chao, "What do you think?"

"Correct, if Su Bai's strength is accurate, then this person's strength is likely at this stage." Deng Chao nodded in agreement.

"Only at True Immortal Twelve?"

Wang Yiyun was surprised, "But he withstood a strike from Su Bai without a scratch!"

"Hehe, it can only be that." Zeng Xian said, "Wang, you are also at the True Immortal level, so you must understand that even a one-level difference in the True Immortal realm is immense.

"Take the Solar-Moon Immortal Realm in the eyes of a True Immortal practitioner, the strength there is like a baby."

"And as the True Immortal realm increases, the disparity between each level grows infinitely larger, especially after True Immortal Ten."

"So, a True Immortal Twelve can withstand a strike from a True Immortal Ten without harm, which is not particularly surprising, even something every True Immortal Twelve can do."

Zeng Xian explained to Wang Yiyun in detail.

Wang Yiyun then nodded in understanding, but she had another question.

"May I ask the two ancestors, why can he only be at True Immortal Twelve and not an even higher realm?"

She asked.

"Because the world is only so big." Zeng Xian mused, "Take our Martial Realm, for example. The combat power might be higher than other realms, but basically, all True Immortal Fifteens are at the realm wall."

"So if he were at True Immortal Fifteen, he wouldn't be here."

"And below True Immortal Fifteen, the Thirteens and Fourteens are only a handful. You can count them with your eyes closed. Only those below True Immortal Twelve, some of whom are hidden, are not widely known."

"So, this person's strength becomes clear."

"I see."

Wang Yiyun nodded in understanding, realizing that Yi Feng was indeed at True Immortal Twelve.

But such a realm was absolutely peak-level strength in the Martial Realm.

Even in their Heavenly Tyrant Sect, only Zeng Xian and Deng Chao, both at True Immortal Thirteen, could possibly take him down.

"What should we do next?"

Wang Yiyun then asked.

"You don't need to worry about that. Tomorrow, the grand competition begins, and you're in charge of starting it as usual. We'll handle the rest ourselves."

Deng Chao waved his hand and said.

"Yes, I will take my leave."

Since the two elders knew the situation and she didn't need to intervene, Wang Yiyun bowed and left.

After Wang Yiyun left, Deng Chao smiled at Zeng Xian.

"Who would have thought, this grand competition would have a True Immortal Twelve appearing!"

"Yes, hiding within an insignificant Hundred Refinements Sect."

Zeng Xian also smiled.

“Not hiding within the Hundred Refinements Sect, but rather, even heroes can’t resist beauty!” Deng Chao said with a laugh, “But it’s understandable. I’ve also heard of Shi Qingwu from the lower sect; she truly is a top-tier beauty. Add to that her outstanding talent and ruthless methods, it’s only natural that such a master would willingly fall at her feet!”

In short, with this man as a backing, the rise of Bajianzong was inevitable.

“Indeed. So, his coming this time probably isn't just about participating in the competition,” Zeng Xian said with a leisurely smile. “It’s obvious he’s here to tell us that the future Hundred Refinements Sect will not submit to a small lower sect!”

Interesting.

Deng Chao also smiled leisurely, "With him there, ordinary lower sects naturally wouldn't be a match. But as for how far he can go, that's hard to say."

“The grand competition is tomorrow, and it's being held in the Holy Land's underground palace. Are you going, or should I?” Zeng Xian asked, tilting his head.

I'll go. I'll go and have a talk with him.

Deng Chao said, "I'd like to see just how strong he really is. If he can truly impress me, then making the Bai Lian Sect a completely subordinate sect of our Tianba Sect is possible."