The rise of the Abandoned Sword Villa had aroused the vigilance of the traditional powers.
With the True Hero Sect as the leader, the seven third-rank sects gathered to discuss the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition.
Fang Zhi and Mo Wuxie from the Virtuous Lotus Sect and the Small Ruyi Sect were summoned to ask in detail.
"Did you see it clearly?"
Fang Zhi's master, Murong Lie, frowned, puzzled.
"I didn't see it clearly."
Fang Zhi smiled bitterly.
He also didn't understand how Cynanchum Chinense's last sword broke through Flower Fairy's heavy siege. How could the gap between their realms be made up?
"This woman used the Magnetic Sword Technique. We already knew that. Shen Zhenyi said that she created it herself, but I don't believe it."
True Hero Sect's Ge Zhongwu said coldly.
"Even if the self-created Metamagnetic Sword Art is possible, how could it be so intricate and refined?"
They didn't say it out loud, but they already had a consensus in their hearts.
The Abandoned Sword Villa must have obtained the inheritance of the Azure Sea Secret Treasury!
The seven sect leaders had their own plans.
A storm was coming.
On the other side, Elysium's Shi Jia Guang once again paid a visit to Shen Zhenyi. He was also busy. Leng Hou's death shocked him greatly. He didn't have time to ask for instructions from the inner city, so he wanted to find Shen Zhenyi to ask about it. However, Shen Zhenyi left the city, so he didn't have the chance to meet him.
In the next few days, he waited for Shen Zhenyi's return, but there was another big news, causing a commotion.
Only now did Shi Jia Guang find an opportunity to look for Shen Zhenyi. As soon as he saw Shen Zhenyi, he looked him up and down.
"Young Master Shen, I haven't seen you for a few days. It's unbelievable that you became a third-rank sect in such a short period of time. "
Shen Zhenyi expected his visit, so he just said indifferently, "Can't compare to Elysium."
Elysium was a big sect in the inner city, and Shi Jia Guang was only an administrative staff in the outer city. Maybe he couldn't compare to the seven third-rank sects in the outer city, but his status was high, so no one dared to touch him.
It was also because of this that Shaojia Guang couldn't let go of Leng Hou's death.
The people of Ghost's Domain didn't have any reaction for the time being, but once something happened, it would definitely set off a perilous wave in Nineteen Outer City.
How could this young man be so calm?
— — What kind of backing does he have?
Sakyamuni couldn't help but have such a conjecture.
He came here today for two reasons. First, to show goodwill, and second, to inquire about the situation.
"The Third Young Master Shen amazed the world with a single brilliant feat, but he didn't know that Nineteen Outer City was already in turmoil, and the Abandoned Sword Villa was also in danger."
Sakyamuni Guang opened his mouth again, trying to scare them.
Shen Zhenyi was noncommittal. Cynanchum Chinense couldn't help but retort, "Old Man Shi, don't talk nonsense. With my master around, what danger could the Abandoned Sword Villa possibly face?"
No matter how dangerous it was, he would be able to walk through it with ease.
This was the charm of the Third Young Master Shen.
Sakya Guang smiled bitterly, "My surname is Sakya …"
He coughed and said, "Now that you've become the eighth third-grade sect in Nineteen Outer City, it will definitely affect your promotion to the inner city at the end of the year. Now that the True Hero Sect has secretly gathered all of you to hold the Seven Sects' Martial Arts Symposium, it's obvious that they want to suppress the momentum of the Abandoned Sword Villa. "
"We already knew about this."
Cynanchum Chinense shook her head in disdain, "I thought you had some new information. The people from the Seven Sects have already come. Originally, my master didn't want to go to the Seven Sects' Martial Arts Symposium at all. He only reluctantly agreed because he wanted to bring us to see it."
She thought about it and said disdainfully, "The martial arts of the Seven Sects are only so-so. I think this Seven Sects' Martial Arts Symposium is definitely nothing special. Otherwise, we wouldn't have gone."
Sakyamuni didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He frowned and said, "So the Seven Sects acted so quickly. They actually already came to see The Third Prince. Then I don't have to hide anything. These Seven Sects have deep enmity towards the Abandoned Sword Villa. I'm afraid that during the Seven Sects' Martial Arts Symposium, they will definitely harm him."
The practice of martial arts was said to be a sparring session, but in the end, there was a sharpness to it. If someone was injured during the sparring session, sometimes the result was unavoidable.
The Seven Sects' Martial Arts Symposium was, of course, not a simple practice of martial arts. It was an open struggle and undercurrent.
Shen Zhenyi nodded and said, "This is also within my expectations. Thank you, Mr. Sakyamuni, for the reminder."
His tone was calm, as if he didn't care at all.
Sakyamuni could only brace himself and continue, "The Third Prince, you must not underestimate the Seven Sects. After all, they are the local tyrants of the nineteen outer cities. Their martial arts may not be worth mentioning among the experts in the inner city, but they have all been through life and death battles. There are all kinds of strange changes. You must not lower your guard."
Shen Zhenyi only looked at him indifferently. Although he didn't say anything, his whole body was filled with an attitude that said, "So what if I lower my guard?"
— — This made Sakyamuni speechless.
In fact, he came today because he had been instructed by Elysium to rope in Shen Zhenyi as much as possible. Originally, he wanted to bluff for a while and let Shen Zhenyi know how powerful he was. After that, it would be much easier to use his glib tongue.
But Shen Zhenyi was not afraid at all. What could he do?
But thinking about the person behind this person who dared to attack Ghost Cold Throat, it was reasonable that he didn't care about the Seven Sects. Sakyamuni could only sigh and say, "Since The Third Prince is not afraid, then I won't say more. Today, I came to convey the goodwill of Elysium. If Abandoned Sword Villa is willing to shelter under Elysium, we can shoulder all the problems in the outer city in the future. "
Previously, he wanted to take Shen Zhenyi into Elysium. Such a talented person would definitely shine in the future.
Now that Shen Zhenyi had established another sect, it was impossible to directly take him in as a disciple. Sakyamuni hoped that Abandoned Sword Villa could become a vassal of Elysium and then annex it in the future.
For the other small sects, this was not a form of oppression or humiliation. Instead, it was a rare opportunity. To be able to establish a relationship with the big sects in the inner city was simply a good thing. Originally, when Sakya Guang proposed this, he believed that the person who received the proposal would be overjoyed and would gladly agree. However, when he asked Shen Zhenyi, he was not confident at all.
This Third Young Master Shen was not a person who played by the rules.
Sure enough, Shen Zhenyi refused without hesitation.
"Since Abandoned Sword Villa has already established a sect, we should be independent. Although Elysium is good, it is not what I want. Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Sakyamuni. In the future, if Elysium is in trouble, Abandoned Sword Villa will definitely lend a helping hand. "
Shen Zhenyi's attitude had always been clear. If others gave him Qiongyao, he would return the favor with papayas. Since Elysium showed kindness, it would be rewarded with kindness.
To Sakyamuni, this was of course just a casual remark. Elysium was majestic and had stood in the inner city for thousands of years. What kind of danger could there be? Even if there was danger, no matter how strong Shen Zhenyi was, how could he help?
He sighed sadly, bid farewell, and left.
Abandoned Sword Villa was not willing to rely on others for protection. He was afraid that the Seven Sects Martial Arts Symposium would be a catastrophe. If they were unlucky, they would be destroyed.
It was a pity that they had such good materials.
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