Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 141 - 104: Reunion with Old Friends, Premonition and Sudden Upheaval (Part 3)
"What’s past is past. He should be cultivating in the inner sect now. With the Divine Sword Sect boasting countless disciples, it’s likely that our little brother has long been buried among numerous prodigies. To inquire about him among so many disciples is no easy task."
The young man finished speaking, and the other two agreed in unison, with Qing’Er also nodding in approval.
Though everyone is in the same sect now, the Divine Sword Sect is vast, and many people may go their entire lives without hearing each other’s names, let alone meeting.
However, just when Qing’Er felt an inexplicable sense of loss, she inadvertently looked up and suddenly saw two figures slowly approaching.
"Ye... Ye Xiaofan?"
Qing’Er exclaimed in surprise, immediately running up with joy. In a strange sect, seeing a familiar face often brings a sense of warmth and familiarity.
The three youths looked towards the source of her voice, exchanging glances and appearing slightly stunned.
"Is it really him? How coincidental is this?"
"Is the world really that small?"
Upon recognizing the figure, the three furrowed their brows tightly.
On the other side.
Ye Xiaofan and Nangong Jianchen were walking side by side, drawing countless outer disciples’ eyes wide with shock and excitement, yet no one dared to approach easily. The pressure from the brothers of the Seventy-Two Small Peaks on the Divine Sword Sect disciples was immense, let alone for these outer disciples.
However, Qing’Er and the others, preoccupied with joy and envy, failed to notice the expressions of the outer disciples and instead walked straight towards Ye Xiaofan.
"Ye Xiaofan? It’s really you." Qing’Er suddenly jumped in front of Ye Xiaofan, startling the two.
Before Ye Xiaofan could speak, Qing’Er, beaming, said, "Ye Xiaofan, do you remember me?"
Nangong Jianchen looked bewilderedly at the unexpected interruption.
Ye Xiaofan looked at the charming figure in front of him and slightly smiled, "Miss Qing’Er?"
"You remember?" Qing’Er, seeing Ye Xiaofan unhesitatingly say her name, her smile widened, "I thought you’d forgotten."
"How could I? I still remember how Miss Qing’Er stood up for me back then," Ye Xiaofan finished speaking, and both shared a gentle smile.
Nangong Jianchen looked at Ye Xiaofan with a questioning expression, to which the latter explained, "A friend."
Nangong nodded upon hearing this, then also smiled at Qing’Er, "Hello, Miss Qing’Er. A friend of Brother Ye is a friend of mine. I’m Nangong Jianchen; you can just call me Nangong."
"Hello, I’m Qing’Er."
Qing’Er smiled and shook hands with Nangong Jianchen, yet failed to notice the low murmurs already spreading among the outer disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.
After a brief conversation, Ye Xiaofan and Nangong Jianchen made their excuses and left for other matters.
Qing’Er and the four watched Ye Xiaofan and his companion gradually move away, each with varying expressions.
One of the youths, full of hostility, suddenly pondered aloud, "Strange, shouldn’t he be cultivating in the inner sect? How did he end up here in the outer sect?"
This statement left the other two equally puzzled, speculating wildly.
"Could it be that he got kicked out of the inner sect? I’ve heard that in the Divine Sword Sect, inner sect disciples who don’t perform well might be demoted to outer disciples."
"No way? Has he really been demoted to an outer disciple?"
"It’s quite possible. I always thought he didn’t look too bright. Otherwise, how could we possibly bump into him here?"
Just as the three youths were firm in their thoughts.
Suddenly, an elder outer disciple approached them cautiously, first bowing slightly in respect, which startled the four into hurriedly returning the gesture.
The elder outer disciple, full of respect, cautiously spoke, "Four junior brothers and sisters, may I boldly ask if you know the two senior brothers from the Seventeenth and Eighteenth Peaks?"
"Seventeenth and Eighteenth Peaks? What Seventeenth and Eighteenth Peaks? We don’t know them."
All four shook their heads, bewildered. Having just arrived at the Divine Sword Sect, how could they be acquainted with the peak demon fiends of the inner Seventy-Two Small Peaks?
Only when they saw the elder brother looking questioningly at Ye Xiaofan and his companion’s backs did they suddenly realize.
"What? You... you are saying they... they are...?"
In an instant, all four were thunderstruck, eyes wide with shock, as if stunned into statues.
Time slowly passed.
When the four saw the figure explaining cultivation insights to the vast outer disciples like a boundless ocean, the three alongside Qing’Er were cemented to the spot.
Especially after hearing about all the feats that person had accomplished over the past two and a half years, they remained dazed for a long while.
"Two and a half years, peak of the Profound Sea Realm? Oh my god." The three youths were beyond astonished.
In just two and a half years of absence, while they were still struggling at the fourth and fifth layers of the Profound Spirit, that person had already reached the pinnacle of the Profound Sea Realm. What kind of prodigy does it take to reach this level?
And just as Qing’Er and the others were overwhelmed with shock.
When Ye Xiaofan and other peak demon fiends were intently explaining cultivation insights to the outer disciples.
Suddenly, a sudden upheaval occurred.
At some moment.
Boom!
A tremendous noise interrupted all the discussions, and the entire Divine Sword Sect suddenly shook violently, causing countless disciples to raise their eyes in alarm.
Ye Xiaofan and Nangong Jianchen also slowly rose from the center of the endless sea of outer disciples.
Both were fixated on the sudden upheaval, their eyes reflecting an unprecedented light of profound astonishment.
