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Chapter 91

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A woman's intuition was extremely sensitive. Su Yun immediately sensed that Zhan Chen seemed to be distancing himself from her. She felt a sense of loss and didn't understand what was going on.

Zhan Chen quickly turned his head to the side and didn't want to look directly at Su Yun's beautiful eyes. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control the turbulent feelings in his heart.

"Damn it! I obviously like Su Yun so much, but I can't be with her anymore! " Thinking of this, his fingernails dug into his flesh. But in order to bring happiness to both women, he had to do this. At the very least, he had the responsibility as a man in his heart!

Su Yun saw Zhan Chen's appearance and couldn't help but hang her head down. But in her heart, she thought, "Su Yun, you've been a little strange recently. Your brain is full of dirty things. Zhan Chen is now the most powerful disciple of the five sects. He doesn't have any interest in a little girl like you. Let's just be ordinary friends from now on!"

So the flame of love that had just sprouted in their hearts seemed to be extinguished by the two of them at the same time. Both of them tried their best to restrain themselves from thinking about each other.

That night, the people of the five sects were invited to stay by the Misty Wind Sect to participate in a celebratory dinner. The banquet was joyous and harmonious, but in private, there were undercurrents surging. Various sects were already discussing the opening of the Zhen Wu Secret Territory and the problem of how to fight against the Demon Sect. According to unreliable news, the tentacles of the Demon Sect had already penetrated into the territory of the Later Yan Kingdom.

Of course, the things that the higher-ups were concerned about were not known to the disciples of the lower ranks. After the banquet ended, Zhan Chen and Su Yun went back to their respective rooms to rest. Because they didn't panic in the morning, both of them had their own thoughts.

And there was another person in the Golden Elephant Sect who was especially active tonight. He was — Wang Yin.

During the banquet, he was busy going to various sects to make friends with some scoundrels. At this time, he appeared at the entrance of the Misty Wind Sect's outer sect disciple's dormitory area. But he was stopped by two disciples on duty who questioned him, "Stop, who are you?"

Wang Yin politely bowed and smiled, "I am one of the representatives of the Golden Elephant Sect this time — Wang Yin. I'm here to pay a visit to Feng Qingyang. Senior Brother Feng?"

"Pay a visit to Senior Brother Feng?" The two disciples on duty looked at each other and one of them said, "Please go back! According to the rules of our sect, outsiders can't be allowed to enter.

Wang Yin faintly smiled, stretched out his hand and stuffed a few Primal Stones into the hands of the two, and said, "I'll have to trouble the two brothers to make an exception, I won't stay for too long."



After a short while, Wang Yin appeared in front of a luxuriously decorated house. As one of the outstanding disciples of the Misty Wind Sect, Feng Qingyang naturally enjoyed extraordinary treatment.

The house was brightly lit. Wang Yin knocked on the door. After standing there for a while, he could faintly hear the sounds of a man and a woman having fun. He knew that he had come at the wrong time, but he still knocked on the door heavily.

Finally, an unhappy voice came from inside the house. "Who is it?!"

"I am Golden Elephant Sect's Wang Yin, here to pay my respects to Senior Brother Feng!" he said loudly.

Inside the room, Feng Qingyang was' fighting 'with the two girls. When he heard that someone had come to disturb him, and it was the annoying Golden Elephant Sect disciple, he suddenly had the urge to close the door and reject the guest. But after thinking about it, he became more interested.

He patted the two girls' buttocks and smiled evilly, "I'm sorry, beauties. Go to the back of the room and rest. I have an important guest to see. We'll continue later!"

The two girls understood and smiled, "Understood, young master." They got dressed and went to the back of the room.

After a while, Wang Yin opened the door and walked in. He saw that Feng Qingyang was already dressed and kneeling beside the tea table, waiting for him.

"Wang Yin. Golden Elephant Sect disciple Wang Yin. I'm here to pay a visit to Senior Brother Feng."

"Wang Yin? Looking for me? I'm afraid we've only met once. "Feng Qingyang picked up a cup of tea and looked at the clear tea inside.

"Yes, I've even toasted you at the banquet just now." Facing Feng Qingyang's coldness, he still said warmly.

"Why are you looking for me?" Feng Qingyang chose to go straight to the point.

"I'm here today to make friends with Senior Brother Feng. Of course, to be honest, I also have a grudge against Zhan Chen who fought with Senior Brother Feng this morning. "

"Zhan Chen!" Upon hearing this name, Feng Qingyang's face changed greatly. It was this lowly disciple of a small sect who had caused him to lose face in front of ten thousand disciples this morning. How was he going to continue living in the sect in the future? Therefore, he had wanted to vent his anger tonight, but he did not expect Wang Yin to mention this name!

So he put on a serious face and sneered, "You want me to deal with Zhan Chen? Wang Yin, you must have entered the wrong temple and kowtowed to the wrong person. What does your Golden Elephant Sect's business have to do with my Misty Wind Sect? "

Facing Feng Qingyang's rebuke, Wang Yin was neither arrogant nor impatient. He understood the other's weakness, so he wasn't anxious. Instead, he picked up the cup of tea in front of him and drank it in one gulp.

Feng Qingyang's heart suddenly ignited with a nameless fire. He said irritably, "Wang Yin, if you don't have anything else, please leave. I also want to rest!"

"Young Master Feng, don't be anxious. I'm also thinking for you!" Wang Yin said unhurriedly.

"Oh?" Feng Qingyang was puzzled.

"You just said that Zhan Chen has nothing to do with you. That's a big mistake. Do you know where we're going next?" Wang Yin reminded him.

"True Martial Secret Realm!" Feng Qingyang couldn't help but shout.

"Young Master is smart. That place is not restricted by the laws and sect regulations. When the time comes, with Zhan Chen's ambition and strength, as well as his vengeful personality, he will see you as his enemy. He will become a powerful obstacle in the process of you seizing the treasure!" Wang Yin continued.

Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, then suddenly laughed loudly, "What a joke! Zhan Chen is nothing in front of our Misty Wind Sect. You must know that there is at least one person in our sect who is stronger than me! "

"Isn't this more advantageous for Young Master? Let him and Zhan Chen fight to the death. You can just sit back and reap the benefits! "Wang Yin immediately said.

Feng Qingyang narrowed his eyes. He thought for a moment, and a trace of complacency appeared at the corner of his mouth. However, he suddenly realized something and asked, "Wang Yin, why are you so keen on eradicating Zhan Chen?"

"To tell you the truth, Zhan Chen and I are mortal enemies. Now that he has become stronger, he will certainly find an opportunity to kill me. And the True Martial Secret Realm is the best place to do so. Therefore, this time, if he doesn't die, then I will!" Wang Yin told the truth.

Feng Qingyang thought for a moment, then said, "Alright, have you finished saying what you wanted to say?"

"I've finished."

"I've already thought it through. This is the grudge between you and Zhan Chen. I won't interfere. I'm sorry to disappoint you. You should go back and rest."

"It's alright. I've already achieved my goal of visiting you tonight. Even if we can't cooperate, I believe we can still become good friends. So, I'll take my leave first. I won't disturb Young Master's mood any longer."

Wang Yin said as he left a Qiankun bag on the table. Then, he turned around and left the room.

Feng Qingyang picked up the Qiankun bag on the table after he had gone far away. He probed it with his divine sense. However, he was suddenly startled. It took him a long time to react. He muttered to himself, "What a generous gift!"

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