Could it be that I am the cruel villain?-Chapter 822 - 470: Five Factions Gather (Part 2)

The numerous Fulong Pavilion disciples standing behind him dared not make a sound. This matter was no secret within the sect; after all, it had been spread around when they went to rescue him. But being pointed out openly like this still made them look somewhat unpleasant. Of course, this was also due to him being the first to strike.

"It turns out to be Miss Ying Ling and Miss Lan Xuan'er, I truly apologize. Earlier, I caught a distant whiff of a snake's foul stench and thought there was a poisonous creature blocking the way ahead, so I casually threw a Fire Dragon forward. I didn't expect it to be disciples of the Joyful Sect. I hope no harm was done."

The smell of gunpowder suddenly surged up!

Even the leading Lan Xuan'er couldn't help but squint her eyes. Despite her disposition, she was somewhat angered. Insulting with implication, her sisters did nothing but were ambushed and insulted with the stench of snakes. Yet naturally, her face didn't show any of these emotions, maintaining a cheerful demeanor.

"Of course, it's no bother, Senior Brother Huang's fire dragon lacks precision."

From this, you can see the difference between her and the other sisters. Although the status of the Jin Yintong sisters in the sect needs no further mention, they are not the only ones in the entire Joyful Sect. The direct disciples of several Hall Masters are extremely outstanding, with Lan Xuan'er in front of us being one of them.

Due to age, her character is calmer than Ying Ling's. She's also among the young talents who will participate in the Phoenix Heavenly Cave later. She's heard a bit about the matter between her sect and Fulong Pavilion, and indeed there are no grievances. But the conflict between the younger generation is undeniably tricky.

Earlier, she heard her sisters mention that Young Master Huang had pestered Junior Sister Jin Yuan for over two years. Their first battle ended in Junior Sister Jin Yuan's victory. Since then, he stuck to her, with their sect even personally proposing marriage, and refused but not stopping him from seeking Jin Yuan's whereabouts everywhere.

Following, tailing, and harassing, eventually, Jin Yuan couldn't take it anymore, agreeing to a duel. If Huang Zhanlong won, she'd accompany him on a boat for a spring evening, and if lost, he would not pester her again. Naturally, the result needed no mention.

During those two years of pestering, Jin Yuan successfully formed her Nascent Soul. Though Huang Zhanlong's talent was also outstanding, compared to this nearly set-in-stone inheritor of the Joyful Sect, he was still inferior. After battling, only then did he realize his mistake, swearing to battle again once he broke through to the Nascent Soul.

The final outcome... was him being knocked unconscious, then tied and thrown onto a flower boat coincidentally on July 15th that year. Jin Yuan, seeing the moon on the flower boat, simply chose to leave.

"Oh? If Junior Sister Lan Xuan'er doesn't mind, how about... hmm?"

Before the verbal sparring ended, they noticed two more forces arriving from afar.

Five forces gathered, each occupying their position, blocking all retreats for that Kui Ying. The Fulong Pavilion disciples donned in robes uniformly grabbed the wooden box on their shoulders, or placed it on the ground. Their actions were synchronized and well-trained, showcasing the sect's unique skill.

Without continuing to focus on these women, scanning around, Huang Zhanlong soon showed a confident smile.

Among the five forces present, only Fulong Pavilion had the most grand formation, not only having broken into Nascent Soul Stage two years ago but also bringing eight people along, three at high-grade Core Formation, five at middle grade.

The other forces varied in levels. In the eastern position were a group of young disciples in Dongyue attire, led by someone who had just recently formed a Nascent Soul, physically robust and tall. Even in long robes, the muscular form couldn't be concealed.

His hands thick and colored bluish-gray clearly showed he followed the Body Cultivation path, with two upturned fangs at the corners of his mouth, which while he could hide when silent, any perceptive person could identify as signs of the "Xiang Family."

The southern position held "Lang Family" disciples, also from Dongyue native tribes. Though their bodies lacked transformation traits, their wolf-like eyes suggested family traits, being sensitive to the Blood Evil Qi in the air. The leading male was not tall, but his neck and prominent cheekbones showed he was all tendon and muscle.

His cultivation was not high, merely at high-grade Core Formation, not as strong compared to Cen Yueyue and Qingluan at peak Core Formation. Surprisingly, the six people following this Lang Family disciple were all of the same realm, all at high-grade Core Formation.

Southwest were familiar, a group of alluring, uniquely charming young women, with two standing at the front. Among them, one was very recognizable, being the current inheritor for Joyful Sect's "Silver" position, Miss Ying Ling, whose cultivation had reached peak Core Formation lately.

Beside her was Lan Xuan'er, another Joyful Sect disciple, outwardly younger, yet dressed more maturely and elegantly, actually older than Ying Ling by five or six years, embodying an extremely mature and tantalizing older sister type.

Their group's strength wasn't particularly outstanding, led by two peak Core Formation disciples, with the others at middle grade. Especially Ying Ling adorned in white gauze, whose face wasn't looking good, her brows remained tightly furrowed after the initial bickering, her gaze fixed on the familiar illusion from earlier.

Had she not seen a familiar phantom, she wouldn't have entered here willingly. Originally, she thought Jiang Feng was trapped inside, but now it seemed they were in a challenging position to handle this matter.

Drawing everyone's attention were the people at the northern position.

"The Demon Clan... quite rare."

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Among the five forces present, only Fulong Pavilion had the most grand formation, not only having broken into Nascent Soul Stage two years ago but also bringing eight people along, three at high-grade Core Formation, five at middle grade.

The other forces varied in levels. In the eastern position were a group of young disciples in Dongyue attire, led by someone who had just recently formed a Nascent Soul, physically robust and tall. Even in long robes, the muscular form couldn't be concealed.

His hands thick and colored bluish-gray clearly showed he followed the Body Cultivation path, with two upturned fangs at the corners of his mouth, which while he could hide when silent, any perceptive person could identify as signs of the "Xiang Family."

The southern position held "Lang Family" disciples, also from Dongyue native tribes. Though their bodies lacked transformation traits, their wolf-like eyes suggested family traits, being sensitive to the Blood Evil Qi in the air. The leading male was not tall, but his neck and prominent cheekbones showed he was all tendon and muscle.

His cultivation was not high, merely at high-grade Core Formation, not as strong compared to Cen Yueyue and Qingluan at peak Core Formation. Surprisingly, the six people following this Lang Family disciple were all of the same realm, all at high-grade Core Formation.

Southwest were familiar, a group of alluring, uniquely charming young women, with two standing at the front. Among them, one was very recognizable, being the current inheritor for Joyful Sect's "Silver" position, Miss Ying Ling, whose cultivation had reached peak Core Formation lately.

Beside her was Lan Xuan'er, another Joyful Sect disciple, outwardly younger, yet dressed more maturely and elegantly, actually older than Ying Ling by five or six years, embodying an extremely mature and tantalizing older sister type.

Their group's strength wasn't particularly outstanding, led by two peak Core Formation disciples, with the others at middle grade. Especially Ying Ling adorned in white gauze, whose face wasn't looking good, her brows remained tightly furrowed after the initial bickering, her gaze fixed on the familiar illusion from earlier.

Had she not seen a familiar phantom, she wouldn't have entered here willingly. Originally, she thought Jiang Feng was trapped inside, but now it seemed they were in a challenging position to handle this matter.

Drawing everyone's attention were the people at the northern position.

"The Demon Clan... quite rare."