Looking at the thousands of people kneeling on the ground and cheering, Yun Fan was touched. He was standing beside the Saintess. If the crowd bowed down to the Saintess, it meant that they were bowing down to him.
"One day, I, Yun Fan, will become the strongest person in this world. I will make everyone bow down to me!"
While Yun Fan was deep in thought, many people in the crowd looked at him with envy, jealousy, and even resentment.
"What did this Yun Fan do to deserve the Saintess to accept him as her personal disciple?"
"If I could accompany the Saintess every day, I would be willing to lose ten years of my life!"
"Ahhh! I'm going crazy with jealousy. Why is it that Yun Fan gets all the good things? "
Amid the crowd's discussion, two sharp gazes shot at Xiang Yunfan from the crowd.
"Yun Fan, I'll let you be proud for a while longer. The higher you fly, the worse you'll fall!"
Looking at Yun Fan, who was standing beside the Saintess with his hands behind his back, Nie An's face was ferocious. He stabbed all ten of his fingers into the ground, making ten holes in the hard stone floor.
At the same time, among the inner disciples of Medicine Refinery Peak, there was a disciple in white.
He looked young, but he had long, pale hair. His face was as pale as paper, and his skin was thin. At the same time, he was looking at Yun Fan, who was in mid-air, with a burning gaze.
The resentment in his eyes was no less than Nie An's. It was Nangong Lingfeng.
"Yun Fan, you've caused me so much trouble. The glory that originally belonged to me was taken away by you. You've made me a laughingstock in the sect and family. You've taken everything that originally belonged to me. I, Nangong Lingfeng, will take it all back from you!"
A low voice came from the corner of Nangong Lingfeng's mouth, sending chills down one's spine.
At the same time, besides Nie An and Nangong Lingfeng, in an inconspicuous corner of the crowd, there was an ordinary-looking young disciple in the inner disciple uniform. He looked at Xiang Yunfan with a different gaze.
Although this young man was smiling, if one looked closely, his smile was even more horrifying. There was an indescribable strangeness to it.
Especially in the depths of his eyes, they carried a strand of horrifying icy coldness. That icy coldness didn't seem like a human's, and it seemed like a nether beast from the Ninth Hell instead.
The disciple stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips. He let out an inhuman laugh. "Jie Jie, Jie Jie, the hunt is about to begin …"
…
Looking at the thousands of inner court disciples kneeling on the ground, Su Mengqi raised her hand lightly, indicating for them to rise. Then, she turned her beautiful head slightly, looked at Mo Qian, and said in a clear voice, "Sect Master, I came a step late with my unfilial disciple, I hope you can forgive me."
Mo Qian hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, "Saintess, you're exaggerating. The time is just right. Saintess, please bring your personal disciples in."
Su Mengqi's beautiful eyes glanced at Yun Fan beside her and said coldly, "Evil disciple, hurry up and leave!"
Then, in a voice that only Yun Fan could hear, she said in a low voice, "Be careful."
Yun Fan rolled his eyes. In his heart, he thought, 'In front of so many people, I'll give your cheap master some face.' Soon after, he cupped his fists together in a hypocritical manner. Only then did he control his magic treasure to fly down and stand at the front of the crowd of disciples.
Now that he was the Saintess' personal disciple, he could naturally stand at the front of all the disciples. Even those senior disciples who had been in the inner court for nearly three years had to stand behind him.
And this action undoubtedly made everyone hate Yun Fan even more. Especially those senior disciples, they were even more eager to fight. They planned to teach Yun Fan a lesson in this inner court season.
The gazes with which the four great hall masters looked at Yun Fan were also filled with complicated expressions.
A few months ago at the Inner Sect Grand Ceremony, Yun Fan not only did not accept the olive branch that they had thrown out in front of all the Outer Sect disciples, he had even brushed them off, causing them to be rather embarrassed.
However, this matter had already happened a few months ago. Their resentment towards Yun Fan had already faded. After all, as a Peak Master, they still had this bit of tolerance.
Moreover, Yun Fan's current status was not what it used to be. He was not someone they could easily shake.
"Yun Fan, will you be able to create another miracle in this year's inner court season?"
Xiang Yan looked at Yun Fan, who was standing in front of all the disciples, and said softly as if he was talking to himself.
"No matter how talented he is, he has only just entered the inner court. He has only been in contact with combat skills for a few months. He has almost no actual combat experience. If they really fight, I'm afraid that any senior disciple can completely defeat him."
Zhong Bu 'er sneered and shook his head. He still held a grudge against Yun Fan's arrogant attitude back then.
"I agree with Bu 'er. This kid might only have some talent in cultivation, but he might not be good at actual combat. Perhaps this inner court season will make him fall from his pedestal."
The Hall Master of the Medicine Refinery Hall, Duan Wei, agreed. Then, he added with a fake smile.
"Moreover, haven't you noticed? Almost all the senior inner court disciples are jealous of Yun Fan, the 'prodigy' who appeared out of nowhere. In the new season that is about to begin, I'm afraid that Yun Fan will be besieged by everyone. In the battlefield of the inner court season where everything is based on strength, I'm afraid that he will be eliminated early."
As soon as Duan Wei finished speaking, the Hall Master of the Body Tempering Hall, Qiu Ji, who had been silent for a long time, glared at him with her big charming eyes.
"I see that the two of you are still holding a grudge against Yun Fan because of what happened in the inner court ceremony. In the path of martial arts, the most taboo is cowardice. How can a person who dared to fight for survival in the Spirit Flame Spring be a weakling?"
"I have a feeling that Yun Fan will become a core disciple in less than three years! Even if he might not be able to compete with the top ten inner court disciples in this inner court season, he won't be eliminated so quickly! "
"Haha, Qiu Ji, you're really confident in Yun Fan. Aren't you afraid that you'll be slapped in the face later?" Duan Wei sneered.
"Hmph, I wonder who was the one who got slapped in the face during the inner court ceremony!" Qiu Ji crossed her arms over her plump chest. She did not back down at all.
"You …"
Duan Wei still wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by Mo Qian's cold snort. Mo Qian glared at the four Hall Masters, then took a step forward and looked at the crowd.
"Since all the inner court disciples are here, I announce the official start of this year's inner court season!"
After Mo Qian finished speaking, he led the four Hall Masters to bow in the direction of the forbidden area. He called out respectfully, "Ancestor, please lift the seal!"
The four Hall Masters behind him responded in unison, "Ancestor, please lift the seal!"
After a few breaths, there was a buzzing sound, and a fierce wave of spiritual power suddenly burst out from the forbidden area. The pressure was so strong that it made everyone present tremble.
Most of the inner court disciples' cultivation methods were at most Advanced Yellow Level. They could not dissolve such a strong pressure at all.
After a while, some of the disciples in the front row had turned pale. Their foreheads were oozing with cold sweat as they stood on the spot bitterly.
Yun Fan stood in front of the disciples and naturally felt the pressure more strongly. Fortunately, he secretly operated the Burning Skill to dissolve most of the pressure and avoid making a fool of himself.
Mo Qian and the four Hall Masters saw most of the disciples' painful expressions and saw that Yun Fan, who was standing at the front, looked normal. They could not help but feel surprised.
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