Chapter 91: People’s hearts are hard to predict, and their eating habits are ugly

However, an unexpected turn of events occurred.

"Wait!"

A sharp voice rang out.

Everyone's gaze immediately turned to the most distinguished viewing platform.

Wang Yue of Blazing Fire Holy Land, dressed in a crimson brocade robe, slowly stood up.

Ye Chen, behind her, curled his lips into a cold sneer.

Wang Yue's gaze was sharp, fixed directly on Zhou Chen on the arena.

"Zhou Chen! The finger technique you just used carries extremely heavy Evil Qi. It is clearly the Blazing Fire Holy Land's ! This is a secret Cultivation Technique of the Holy Land that is not to be passed on! Speak! Where did you secretly learn it from?"

Her voice suddenly rose, loudly questioning Zhou Chen.

Boom!

This sudden accusation caused the entire venue to erupt.

"Is this really a Cultivation Technique of the Blazing Fire Holy Land?"

"This is a bit ridiculous, isn't it?"

"Shhh, do you want to die?!"

Countless people's faces were filled with astonishment.

If it was just somewhat similar to the Cultivation Technique of the Blazing Fire Holy Land, that would be normal; there are many Cultivation Techniques in the Cultivation World with higher similarities.

But if they insisted on saying he secretly learned a Holy Land Cultivation Technique, any discerning person would know this was blatant nonsense!

Zhou Chen stood motionless on the arena.

He looked at Wang Yue on the high platform, then at Ye Chen, who was gloating, his face terrifyingly calm.

Seeing Zhou Chen remain silent, Wang Yue turned to look at Elder Li Qingxuan of Wenxian Sect.

"Elder Li, does Wenxian Sect believe my words?"

Li Qingxuan's face was ashen, his eyes filled with rage.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, his chest heaving irregularly.

"We… believe."

Elder Li Qingxuan finally managed to squeeze out a word from his throat.

Because no one understood better than him the consequences of defying a Holy Land.

For ten thousand years, few Sects that dared to defy a Holy Land were able to pass on their Legacy.

Li Qingxuan's voice was hoarse; the moment he finished speaking, he seemed to age ten years instantly.

Whoosh.

"Is this Wenxian Sect?"

"Haha, is this the top Sect of the Southern Region?"

"I'm dying of laughter, they're not even as good as our Demonic Sect."

"You can't say that, you should say they're not even as good as us Loose Cultivators, hahahaha!"

"Don't call it Wenxian Sect anymore, just change its name to Kneeling Flame Sect."

The Cultivators below the stage continuously mocked.

After hearing Li Qingxuan's reply, Wang Yue's face showed triumph.

"Excellent! Zhou Chen, hand over that Cultivation Technique now and return to the Holy Land with me for trial. I can grant mercy: the other Disciples of Wenxian Sect, including your Elder Li Qingxuan, can all enter the Outer Sect of Blazing Fire Holy Land!"

The conditions Wang Yue threw out were like a bombshell. The Disciples of Wenxian Sect, who had just been united against the common enemy with Zhou Chen, were now in complete disarray.

The identity of an Outer Sect Disciple of Blazing Fire Holy Land!

For most Cultivators in the Southern Region, this was an opportunity to ascend to the heavens in one step.

The entire Southern Region Grand Competition saw tens of thousands of Sects participate, but only 30 people had the chance to enter the Holy Land.

Who wouldn't want to leap over the Dragon Gate?

Even Li Qingxuan, who had just been in despair, now felt a flicker of temptation.

This temptation was simply too great!

"Senior Brother Zhou Chen! Blazing Fire Holy Land cannot be offended, think of Wenxian Sect!"

Someone shouted anxiously.

"It's just a Cultivation Technique… hand it over! That's Blazing Fire Holy Land!"

"Junior Brother Zhou Chen… no, Senior Brother Zhou Chen… please think of everyone…"

Hearing someone start, the other Disciples also spoke up.

More voices surged in, desperately pleading with Zhou Chen.

Even Wei Yan, who had just woken up, put aside his prejudice against him, calling him Senior Brother Zhou Chen repeatedly.

Only Liu Qianru and Lin Feng remained silent, not saying a word.

"Wenxian Sect is worse than pigs and dogs!" Yin Caidie in the distance couldn't help but curse.

"Amitabha."

Void Realm was about to step forward to speak but was firmly held back by the Protector of Tianlong Temple.

"This action is quite inappropriate," Han Li said loudly, but was quickly drowned out by other voices.

Zhou Chen gave them a grateful look.

"What about you, Senior Sister Liu? What do you think?"

Zhou Chen ignored the others and turned to look at Liu Qianru.

The others instantly fell silent.

Liu Qianru was supported by two Junior Sisters, her face pale, with uncleaned blood at the corner of her mouth.

"Junior Brother Zhou Chen, external things are not as important as one's future. We Cultivators still need protection."

She paused, recalling their past interactions, as if having made some kind of decision.

"Besides, if Junior Brother you don't give it, Wenxian Sect will definitely suffer. We cannot let down the Sect's nurturing… so… hand it over."

She avoided Zhou Chen's gaze, remained silent for a while, then slowly spoke.

Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, but Zhou Chen heard it clearly.

Every word was like a steel needle piercing Zhou Chen's heart.

Since his Transmigration, although Zhou Chen had not developed feelings for Liu Qianru.

He felt that Wenxian Sect as a whole had treated him quite well, at least Liu Qingtian had treated him sincerely.

Liu Qianru was also a good person, and he had even thought about finding an opportunity to help her activate her Empress Bloodline in the future.

Now it seemed Zhou Chen had been too naive.

This was the true Cultivation World.

"Ha… hahaha… hahahahahahahahaha!"

Zhou Chen suddenly burst into laughter, starting low, his voice gradually growing louder, finally becoming a sky-piercing laugh.

"Good, good, very good! Severing the old shackles of the past, today I finally know who I am!"

His voice carried a hint of mockery and anger.

"Sect? The grace of nurturing?"

Zhou Chen said with an icy gaze.

The next moment.

He suddenly raised his hand and flicked his finger!

Zheng—

The Wenxian Sect Core Disciple token shattered.

At the same time, Zhou Chen's soul牌 within the Sect also shattered synchronously, and Liu Qingtian, far away in Wenxian Sect, suddenly opened his eyes!

"Chen'er is in trouble?!"

Liu Qingtian stared blankly at the shattered soul牌 scattered on the ground, his eyes bloodshot, filled with disbelief.

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Immediately after, Zhou Chen raised his right hand and slashed at the robe beside him!

Chila!

The ancient Cultivator's ritual, cutting the robe to sever ties!

Zhou Chen's movements were decisive, without the slightest hesitation in his eyes.

"Liu Qianru."

Zhou Chen's gaze fell on Liu Qianru's pale face, his voice devoid of any warmth.

"I only called you Senior Sister because of Liu Qingtian; I hope you don't regret today's decision."

"Furthermore, please understand clearly, whether it's my Cultivation Technique or my Martial Skill, they were all obtained through my own desperate struggles. Wenxian Sect has no right to say they nurtured me. Today, I, Zhou Chen, sever all ties with Wenxian Sect!"

His gaze swept over Wei Yan and the other Disciples of Wenxian Sect.

"And you all! Wagging your tails for a little benefit, utterly ridiculous! In my opinion, everyone present here is trash!!!"

Zhou Chen's merciless mockery made their faces flush red and pale. Li Qingxuan even bowed his head in shame.

Finally, Zhou Chen looked at Wang Yue on the stage, the mockery on his lips growing thicker.

"As for you, Blazing Fire Holy Land Envoy? What are you?"

Zhou Chen scoffed, his voice suddenly rising so that the entire plaza could hear him.

"Listen! It's not that your Blazing Fire Holy Land doesn't want me! It's that your Blazing Fire Holy Land is unworthy! Within two years, I will personally visit to demand justice!"

Whoosh!

The central plaza erupted in an uproar once more.

"Arrogant!"

"Courting death!"

Wang Yue was publicly humiliated, her entire face distorted as she shrieked out an order.

"Take him down! City Lord Bai, take him down!"

Bai Bing's face was filled with difficulty; he knew Zhou Chen was wronged, but he dared not defy the orders of Blazing Fire Holy Land.