Yin Yang Heavenly Emperor Technique

"No rush."

Yun Jinghong unexpectedly waved her hand, a deep, cold light flashing in her eyes.

"The Lingxiao Sword Sect and my sect are both among the four major sects of the Qingxuan Domain, with profound foundations. That woman Pei Rou has even stepped into the True Person Realm. If we force an attack, even if we win, my Yuntian Sect will suffer heavy losses, which would be a net loss."

Yunshan suddenly looked up, his face full of resentment: "So, is the revenge for the Holy Son just going to be left like this?"

"Of course not."

A chilling smile curled at the corners of Yun Jinghong's lips. "It wasn't me who issued the decree to destroy the Qin family."

"It's that person, sir!"

Upon hearing the words "that person," Yunshan's body trembled violently, and his eyes were instantly filled with fervor and awe!

He got it!

Pei Rou's actions, while seemingly making an enemy of the Yuntian Sect by protecting Qin Feng, were in fact a blatant defiance of that person's will!

Although the Lingxiao Sword Sect is a behemoth in the Qingxuan Domain, it is still nothing more than an ant that can be destroyed with a flick of the finger in front of that person!

"Pei Rou, Pei Rou, you're courting death!"

Yunshan let out a wild, triumphant laugh.

The Lingxiao Sword Sect has already chosen a path to its doom; its destruction is only a matter of time!

Let you guys keep jumping around for a few more days!

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As one of the four major sects in the Qingxuan Domain, the Lingxiao Sword Sect is located in the Lingxiao Mountain Range, which is one of the largest spiritual veins in the Qingxuan Domain and a blessed land that attracts countless cultivators.

The towering Sword Peak pierces the clouds, with auspicious clouds rising from its slopes, cranes calling in unison, and countless disciples and followers moving about, creating an atmosphere of celestial beings.

Under the guidance of Pei Rou, the master of the Lingxiao Sword, Qin Feng, Ling Feixue, Huangfu Yuxiang, Qi Hongyan, and Xu Wan all went straight to the Lingxiao Hall, the core of the sect.

As soon as Qin Feng and his group stepped into the hall, a booming voice resounded, making the entire hall vibrate.

"Which one is Qin Feng, the one who killed Yun Wushuang?"

Before he finished speaking, a burly old man in a red robe, with a tall, imposing figure like an iron tower and a bristling beard and hair, strode out from the elders' seats, his tiger-like eyes gleaming as he stared intently at Qin Feng and his companions.

"it's me."

Qin Feng frowned. Could there be someone in the Lingxiao Sword Sect who was on good terms with the Yuntian Sect?

The next second, the red-robed old man pounced directly at Qin Feng!

"Well done! A brilliant strike!"

Just as Qin Feng was becoming wary, the other party suddenly burst into laughter and gave him a bear hug, almost breaking Qin Feng's bones.

That look clearly carried no hostility whatsoever; instead, it was filled with admiration and...excitement?

"Young friend Qin Feng, I am Jiang Lan, the Grand Elder of the Lingxiao Sword Sect! From this day forward, in this Lingxiao Sword Sect, if anyone dares to show you any disrespect, just tell me, and I'll teach them a lesson!"

Qin Feng was somewhat bewildered by this sudden enthusiasm.

Why is the Grand Elder of the Lingxiao Sword Sect so peculiar?

He secretly sent a telepathic message to Ling Feixue, "Are all the people from your Lingxiao Sword Sect so kind and compassionate?"

"screw you!"

Ling Feixue glared at Qin Feng, annoyed. "The Grand Elder has a grudge against the Yuntian Sect. His only grandson died at the hands of Yun Wushuang. You avenged his grandson's death, so of course he is grateful to you."

"I see!"

Qin Feng suddenly realized what was going on.

No wonder the old man showed such amazing kindness to a complete stranger like me.

I understand!

Just then, Jiang Lan's earth-shattering voice rang out again.

"Sword Master! Young friend Qin Feng possesses unparalleled talent and extraordinary courage. Moreover, he has eliminated Yun Wushuang, a future threat to our sect, rendering an unparalleled service! I believe he should be promoted beyond the usual ranks and appointed as the Holy Son of our Lingxiao Sword Sect, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Holy Maiden!"

Elder Jiang Lan made a startling statement.

These words shocked everyone in the room!

Ling Feixue's beautiful eyes widened, and her red lips parted slightly.

This kid... wants to be the Holy Son as soon as he arrives?

This treatment is outrageous!

Pei Rou, who was seated at the head of the table, also fell into a brief moment of contemplation.

Given Qin Feng's demonstrated combat prowess and mental fortitude, he is more than qualified to serve as the Holy Son.

She personally didn't have any objections.

However, Qin Feng is an outsider after all. He has not made any contributions yet and has risen to prominence in one step. It is unlikely that he will win the support of the masses.

As expected, as soon as Jiang Lan finished speaking, dissenting voices immediately arose.

"Elder, you mustn't! The position of Holy Son concerns the future of our sect's lineage; how can we treat it so lightly?"

"That's right! Even if this young man has some connection with the Sword Master, he still lacks the qualifications. Directly appointing him as a Holy Son is against the rules!"

"Please reconsider, Sword Master!"

Jiang Lan immediately puffed out his beard and glared, arguing vehemently with the elders, spitting as he spoke.

"Rules are rules, but people are flexible!"

"If my Lingxiao Sword Sect wants to surpass the Yuntian Sect, we must recruit talents without being bound by convention!"

The main hall was about to descend into chaos.

A calm voice suddenly rang out, drowning out all the arguments.

"Elders, there is no need to argue any further."

Everyone looked over and saw Qin Feng.

"I'm not interested in any of this so-called Holy Son."

One sentence plunged the entire hall into a deathly silence.

The First Elder, Jiang Lan, was completely stunned. He had lived for nearly two hundred years and this was the first time he had ever seen someone refuse the position of Holy Son.

That's the future successor to the sect leader, second only to one person and above ten thousand others!

He asked instinctively, "If you don't want to be the Holy Son, then what do you want to be?"

Qin Feng looked around, his gaze finally settling on an ancient alchemy furnace covered in dust in the corner of the main hall.

He smiled slightly and said something that left everyone speechless once again.

"I wonder if the position of Elder of the Alchemy Cauldron is currently vacant?"

Elder Dan Ding?

Upon hearing this, the entire Lingxiao Palace fell into a deathly silence.

Even the air seemed to freeze.

The elders, who had just been arguing and spewing saliva, now seemed to have been collectively frozen in place, their expressions frozen on their faces, creating a fascinating spectacle.

The First Elder Jiang Lan's large, fan-like hand was still suspended in mid-air, and the fanatical smile on his face froze instantly. Then, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

No wonder this kid looks down on the position of Holy Son. You want to start as an elder and directly become a high-ranking member of the Lingxiao Sword Sect!

Good grief, you really don't want to put in any effort at all!

"Absurd! Utterly ridiculous!"

Second Elder Li Qingfeng pointed at Qin Feng, then turned to look at Pei Rou and Jiang Lan, who were seated at the head of the table, and loudly rebuked them.

"The Pill Refining Elder is the vital figure in our sect, responsible for managing the resources of medicinal pills!"

"Since the passing of the last Elder of the Alchemy Cultivation Sect, this position has been vacant for decades! Our Lingxiao Sword Sect is full of sword cultivators, but not a single one is proficient in high-level alchemy. The sect's annual supply of pills relies entirely on purchasing them at high prices from the Pill King Pavilion and the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, suffering endless exploitation!"

"You're just a greenhorn, you probably can't even tell the ages of all the spiritual herbs, yet you dare to talk about becoming an elder in alchemy? Do you think alchemy is child's play?"