Through the Eight

In particular, Zhang Xiaojia, who had just been promoted to an inner sect disciple, had broken through two realms in succession. Striking ruthlessly, he unexpectedly defeated an opponent from another sect who was a minor realm higher than him.

Lan Chengyue, who was at the Nascent Soul stage, broke through to the mid-Nascent Soul stage during her match. Caught off guard, her opponent was blasted off the arena by the resulting shockwave.

In previous years, they had only paid attention to the matches of Jingyun Peak. Only now did they realize that there were many promising talents among the other disciples as well.

"Well done!"

"What a pity."

"Sigh."

It was all thanks to Fang Zhiyi having brainwashed them enough beforehand. When seeing their disciples defeated by others, the elders merely sighed and began to reflect on whether they had provided too little help to their disciples in their daily cultivation.

The people from the surrounding sects were somewhat stunned. They had originally thought that the defeated disciples of the Heaven Splitting Sect would be treated coldly. Who would have thought that the Heaven Splitting Sect remained enthusiastic toward their losing disciples, treating them as if they had won. Those defeated disciples were actually made somewhat embarrassed by this reception, their faces full of guilt.

This positive feedback also allowed the Heaven Splitting Sect disciples on the arena to perform exceptionally well. Although they were not as good as the people from Jingyun Peak, their results were still quite good.

On the contrary, the defeated disciples from other sects looked at the treatment of the Heaven Splitting Sect disciples with some envy.

As the grand sect competition drew to a close, Lan Chengyue claimed her old illness had relapsed and withdrew from the competition. Zhang Xiaojia also encountered a formidable enemy and fell off the arena due to a mistake. Up to now, the only disciple of the Heaven Splitting Sect still remaining on the stage was Fang Zhiyi.

And Fang Zhiyi's fighting style left a fresh memory for all the sects.

No matter what routines or secret techniques you used, the moment he found an opening, he would deliver a slap. Although the attack power was not high, it was extremely insulting. To make matters worse, his opponents couldn't even hit him. Fang Zhiyi's existence forcefully turned the serious atmosphere of the grand sect competition into something rather comical.

The elders of the Heaven Splitting Sect held back their laughter, while the people from other sects frowned deeply. There were also disciples snickering secretly. But no matter what, Fang Zhiyi had become famous. Almost every opponent's first reaction upon meeting him was to cover their face.

However, at this time, the several sects organizing the grand sect competition jointly lodged a protest. The reason was that they had learned the news of Fang Zhiyi acting as the head of the Law Enforcement Hall, stating that since this was the case, he could not represent the Heaven Splitting Sect in the grand competition.

Fang Zhiyi didn't care either way; he had slapped enough faces to feel satisfied anyway.

The remaining disciples also breathed a sigh of relief one after another. This god of plague had finally left.

"Did you see that?" Fang Zhiyi retreated to the spectator stands and turned his head to ask Little Hei.

Little Hei nodded. "I saw it. The one facing off against Zhang Xiaojia is another transmigrator, and... there are other transmigrators present."

"Are those the only ones in the Heaven Splitting Sect?"

"Yes."

"This world is a bit strange, it's really been transmigrated to death." Fang Zhiyi leaned back, looking at the sky with profound meaning.

Little Hei picked its teeth pretentiously. "That little toy tasted like nothing when I ate it."

Fang Zhiyi sneered. "What kind of expression do you think Miao Yunxi will have when she wakes up and finds her system is gone?"

Little Hei spread its hands.

The people of Jingyun Peak, who were originally waiting to see a joke, only waited for the news of the lively return of the team that went out to participate in the grand competition, followed by the resource allocation notice.

"Bah! They lost and still have the nerve to take resources?" Chu Kuang spat fiercely.

"Who says otherwise? Look, without us, they are nothing but farts." Li Qi also spoke eccentrically.

However, they found that their complaints could only be heard by themselves, because the sect had just announced that other disciples who did not participate could also receive pills distributed by the sect (friendly sponsored by the Pill Peak). The entire sect was as lively as the New Year, setting off Jingyun Peak as incomparably desolate.

"How about... we go collect some too?" Yun Er asked weakly.

"Collect my ass! What's so good about a few garbage Qi Gathering Pills!" Li Qi cursed.

Although the items were poor, they always felt uncomfortable everywhere. This feeling was like being abandoned.

"Hmph, Fang Zhiyi, I'm going to seek justice for my junior sister!" Chu Kuang suddenly stood up. He had been brewing for many days and finally waited for Fang Zhiyi to return.

"Right! Seek justice!" The other three echoed. Only Li Qi subconsciously covered his face, but this action made him even angrier in his heart.

"Senior Brother... you must help me vent my anger, I..." Miao Yunxi had a miserable look on her face.

Chu Kuang looked at her and gently comforted her, "Don't worry, Junior Sister. With me here, no one dares to bully you." However, he was a bit puzzled. In the past, he always felt that his junior sister was radiant and very attractive to him, but why did he feel a sense of strangeness now?

At this moment, Miao Yunxi was constantly cursing Fang Zhiyi in her heart. She had been lying here all this time, and Li Cheng must have thought she had broken their appointment! This bastard Fang Zhiyi! Then she constantly called out to her Group Pet System, but the system didn't respond at all.

This made Miao Yunxi a little panicked. Could the system have been broken by Fang Zhiyi? Could it?

Chu Kuang could be said to be the most top-notch talent among the Heaven Splitting Sect disciples. At a young age, he had already touched the threshold of the Body Integration stage. This time, Fang Zhiyi not only seriously injured his junior sister but also made his master lose face and beat up his junior brother. No matter what, he had to go and get their reputation back.

Inside the bustling grand hall, inner and outer sect disciples lined up waiting to collect items. Some elders pulled their disciples aside to ask after their well-being, causing the questioned disciples to blush slightly. The Sect Master looked at the scene before him with some emotion. This scene was too rare... Ever since the rise of Jingyun Peak, it seemed that the entire sect had become somewhat silent. A situation like today was truly...

Suddenly, a piercingly cold aura came from outside the hall, followed by a figure dropping from the sky and standing steadily at the entrance of the grand hall.

Chu Kuang's gaze swept over everyone in the hall, his eyes full of disdain.

"Fang Zhiyi!"

His voice overpowered the noise in the grand hall, and everyone couldn't help but stop what they were doing and turn their heads to look at him.

"Flying is not allowed within the sect for non-urgent matters. Eldest Senior Brother Chu Kuang of Jingyun Peak has violated the sect regulations. Fined one hundred spirit stones."

Chu Kuang's eyes widened. What? Fined one hundred just as he arrived?

Fang Zhiyi stepped out of the crowd, looking at Chu Kuang with his hands behind his back. "As the eldest disciple of Jingyun Peak, I hope you will abide by the rules."

"You!" Chu Kuang felt a breath stuck in his chest. A moment later, he took out a bag of spirit stones and threw it out. One hundred spirit stones were nothing to him.

Who knew that Fang Zhiyi would look at the spirit stones that fell on the ground and raise his eyebrows, "Littering is not allowed within the sect. Fined one hundred."

Chu Kuang froze. "You, these are the spirit stones you fined me!"

"So what? You threw them on the ground. Fined one hundred." Fang Zhiyi remained calm.

Some people showed expressions of watching a good show. The eldest senior brother of Jingyun Peak was very formidable, and they didn't know if Fang Zhiyi, who was rumored to have beaten Perfected Jingyun, could defeat him.

"Good, good, fine me!" Chu Kuang was almost laughing from anger. He took out another small bag of spirit stones and threw it at Fang Zhiyi.