Chapter 1129: Chapter 1129: Why Does It Smell So Fragrant?

With just one strike, Ouyang Feng let out a painful groan, followed by the sound of bones cracking.

He could be considered a man.

Several elders had originally gathered around Yang Yan, intending to comfort him with a few words. Unexpectedly, they turned their heads and stopped speaking altogether.

Because that figure had already turned and left, vanishing into the crowd.

He believed the Ancient Abyss Sect would handle the ensuing matters properly.

If they still wanted to keep him as their Saint Son.

He didn’t want to dirty his hands with Ouyang Feng’s blood.

The final outcome indeed did not deviate.

Even though several high-ranking members of the Yizheng Sect wanted to plead and explain, they couldn’t withstand the dominance of the Ancient Abyss Sect.

The person was taken away.

The reason was that an Inner Sect disciple like Ouyang Feng couldn’t possibly have such audacity; there must be someone behind him pulling the strings.

The implication was that the mastermind could very well be the Yizheng Sect themselves.

As soon as this was said, the nine major sects fell into a tacit silence.

"Yang Yan! Are you okay?"

After Yang Yan landed, surprisingly, it wasn’t Lin Zimu or Liu Yizheng who rushed over first, but the anxious Little Witch Guoguo.

"I’m fine. How could I be in trouble?"

Yang Yan said casually.

Guoguo pouted at Yang Yan, clearly concerned for him, yet he was giving her the cold shoulder!

"Good to hear you’re okay. You must not have any mishap! Don’t forget... you are our Ancient Abyss Sect’s Saint Son!"

Finding a somewhat reasonable excuse, Guoguo realized everyone was watching her because of her actions, causing her to blush slightly.

However, being a witch, she straightened her back confidently, puffed out her chest, and showed a face of "What are you looking at?"

After using her gaze to disperse the onlookers, she walked away proudly through the path the disciples had parted.

After she left, Lin Zimu and Liu Yizheng exchanged a quick glance before stepping forward slowly.

"Grandmaster Yang, it’s unexpected that the Yizheng Sect could nurture such a cunning and treacherous senior disciple. It seems that Yizheng Sect can’t really be considered a righteous sect!"

Liu Yizheng said bitterly, looking coldly at where the high-level members of the Yizheng Sect were.

Lin Zimu lightly waved his hand and smiled:

"Ouyang Feng is Ouyang Feng, and the Yizheng Sect is the Yizheng Sect. But I know Ouyang Feng quite well; he logically shouldn’t be such a reckless person. Moreover..."

At this point, Lin Zimu suddenly stopped talking and discreetly glanced at the Yizheng Sect Leader.

Seeing this, Liu Yizheng scratched his head and said, "Senior Brother, are you suspecting that this is a scheme by the Yizheng Sect?"

Yang Yan suddenly gave Liu Yizheng a meaningful look.

Liu Yizheng immediately realized something and shut his mouth at once.

Lin Zimu turned to Yang Yan with a knowing smile.

A legitimate sect nurturing such a disciple is not impossible.

But nurturing such an Inner Sect senior brother, that’s absolutely impossible!

Unless it’s some shady dealings.

Regarding this matter, the high-ranking members of the Ancient Abyss Sect, including the Ancestral Master, must be well aware.

However, this is the apparent scheme of the nine major sects towards the Ancient Abyss Sect, and the Ancient Abyss Sect can’t afford to turn against all nine sects at once.

That would give them ample reason to crusade against the Ancient Abyss Sect!

Sometimes, those so-called righteous sects can be more despicable in their secretive maneuvers than the Demon Dao.

Due to the disturbance caused by Ouyang Feng, the Yizheng Sect directly announced their withdrawal from this small contest.

Meanwhile, Yang Yan continued to participate. The Ancient Abyss Sect sent no one to express any condolences to him.

Everyone acted as if nothing had happened, and the contest proceeded as usual.

However, unlike the beginning, everyone in Qinghua Garden could feel a subtle pressure enveloping them.

It was the work of Ancient Abyss Sect’s only Nascent Soul Great Power, Yang Yan’s master, Zongming.

The sect leaders of the nine major sects were only at the Golden Core Stage in their cultivation.

With Zongming’s intervention, any further thoughts of scheming would have to weigh the consequences.

"Baihua Fairy from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers against Wu An from the Magic Sect!"

After a few ordinary disciple battles, another contest drew everyone’s attention.

An Inner Sect disciple from the Magic Sect was pitted against the senior sister Baihua Fairy from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers consisted solely of female disciples and only accepted those with medium-level Spirit Bodies or higher.

Therefore, the number of disciples in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers was much smaller than other sects.

But no one dared to underestimate them.

Even the Sword Sect, subtly holding the upper hand, maintained a friendly attitude.

It’s rumored that the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers has an Inner Sect senior sister, very beautiful, but no one knows her name. Everyone simply calls her Baihua Fairy.

The Magic Sect disciple’s face turned black when he heard he had to fight the senior sister from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

When he saw a woman dancing with long sleeves in the wind, he fell into a momentary daze.

It wasn’t until the referee had to pat him on the shoulder that the fight continued.

No unexpected things happened in the end; Baihua Fairy casually waved a gust of wind.

The Magic Sect disciple, still standing there, was directly blown away by the wind.

The disciples of the Magic Sect felt deeply embarrassed.

However, some couldn’t help but express admiration:

"A fragrant wind indeed! If I were Wu, I’d willingly let Baihua Fairy’s wind gently escort me off the stage."

Those around him looked at him disdainfully.

Wu landed quite embarrassingly.

Are you blind?

Didn’t you see him wake up abruptly after landing?!

Yang Yan observed the match silently for a while and suddenly said, "This woman has formidable Charm Art."

Hearing this, Lin Zimu immediately smiled.

With some interest, he picked a small wildflower from his feet and brought it to his nose for a sniff.

After a long pause, he slowly said, "The Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers doesn’t practice Charm Art but Flower Dao. Cultivators like us are always cautious when encountering a female disciple from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers..."

Before Lin Zimu could finish, he saw a graceful figure leap into the air from the stage, followed by a streak of white light.

"Greetings, Baihua Fairy!"

After the person landed, Liu Yizheng cupped his hands.

But Yang Yan and Lin Zimu remained silent.

Baihua Fairy, from ascending the platform to defeating the Magic Sect disciple, took no more time than a tea break.

Everyone was still staring at Baihua Fairy’s figure, filled with admiration.

Now they saw Baihua Fairy suddenly fly beside a few disciples of the Ancient Abyss Sect, drawing their astonished gazes.

"Isn’t that the Inner Sect senior brother of the Ancient Abyss Sect? What’s Baihua Fairy got to do with him?"

"Are you blind? Look beside him. Baihua Fairy is clearly smiling at the Ancient Abyss Sect’s Saint Son, Yang Yan!"

"Why is the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers doing this?"

"I don’t know, could it be a beauty trap?"

Whether it’s a beauty trap or not, Yang Yan really doesn’t know.

But Yang Yan had already deeply appreciated Baihua Fairy’s peerless beauty.

Beside him, Lin Zimu, for some reason, kept giving Yang Yan subtle glances.

Liu Yizheng simply pinched his nose to signal Yang Yan.

"Hmm?"

Yang Yan was a bit puzzled, and his nose twitched at the right moment.

Why... is it so fragrant?

Is it...

Flower fragrance!