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nTranslator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

nFang Yuan and the group finally retuned to Gu Immortal Sect after a few days of travelling.

nHe had been away for a long time, so breathing in the concentrated spirit essence gathered by the formation, Fang Yuan felt much better.

n“Martial Uncle Fang!”

n“Elder Long.”

nThe disciple recognized them at a glance and let them pass.

nThe elder surnamed Long nodded slightly and entered the sect with the two disciples of the reward and punishment hall.

nFang Yuan followed behind them slowly.

n“Martial Uncle Fang.

nThe gate-keeping disciple called out in a low voice, “Do you still remember me?”

n“Of course I do. A few months ago, you were still calling me Junior.”

nFang Yuan grinned. “Thank goodness you reminded me to participate in the outer sect competition. Otherwise, I would still be in the outer sect now.”

n“With your talent, even if I hadn’t reminded you about the competition, one day you will still shine.”

nThe guard looked at Elder Long, then at Fang Yuan, asking in a low voice, “Did you run into trouble?”

n“Not trouble, it’s just something a little annoying.”

nFang Yuan did not say anything, and he took out a bag containing Bronze grade Gu refinement materials and handed it to the guard.

nThe guard was flattered, and he quickly tried to stop him. “Hey, Martial Uncle Fang, what are you doing? I am not asking for a reward…”

n“Lam sincerely thanking you.” Fang Yuan smiled.

n“Then… I gladly accept.”

nThe guard smiled happily, and he kept it quietly. He stole a glance at Elder Long who had not gone far, and reminded Fang Yuan. “Martial Uncle, you have to be careful of Elder Long, he went down the mountain for you.”

n“Huh?”

nFang Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at him again. “Do you know what mission he came out of the mountain for?”

n“I’s been spread all over the sect. The core disciple, Zhang Wenbin, who was sent to guard Yong An Hall, died. Elder Long went to investigate the cause of his death.”

n“Then why did you say that he came for me?”

n“Martial Uncle, you might not know this. Elder Long is Fourth Elder’s cousin. A few days ago, I couldnt sleep at night. When I was wandering around in the sect, I came across the two of them having a secret talk in the forest…”

nFang Yuan was speechless. How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

nIt was one thing for the investigator to be Fourth Elder’s cousin, but it just so happened that they were caught by this outer sect disciple who had received Fang Yuan’s favor.

nFollowing the disciple’s narration, it didn’t take long for Fang Yuan to understand what had happened in the sect these past few days.

nIt turned out that the examiner had already brought back the news of Zhang Wenbin’s death a few days ago.

nHe colluded with the Demon Sect and self-destructed.

nThis cause of death was undoubtedly a slap to Fourth Elder’s face.

nIf the news spread out, Fourth Elder would be labeled as incompetent for the rest of his life.

nIf that happened, which prodigy would be willing to become his disciple in the future?

nHe couldn’t accept it at that time and flew into a rage during the hall meeting.

nHe used the reason that Zhang Wenbin had a grudge with Fang Yuan to refute this cause of death.

nHe immediately wanted to personally find trouble with Fang Yuan.

nHowever, he was stopped by Gu Zhenren.

nMoreover, he sent a court elder who specialized in investigation to deal with it.

n‘Who would have thought that the court elder happened to be Fourth Elder’s cousin.

n‘Thus, Fourth Elder asked Elder Long to push Fang Yuan to the center of the storm and divert everyone’s attention from Fourth Elder himself.

n“It seems that Fourth Elder doesn’t really care about Zhang Wenbin.”

nFang Yuan couldn’t help but sneer.

nTo put it bluntly, Fourth Elder didn’t do these things for Zhang Wenbin. He just didn’t want his prestige in the sect to be affected because of this.

nHe was quite selfish.

n‘They really were master and disciple.

nIt was no wonder that he would nurture a scumbag like Zhang Wenbin who sold out the sect for benefits.

n“although Zhang Wenbin is known as one of the three experts of the younger generation in the inner sect, it’s only because he won second place in the inner sect competition four years ago.”

n‘The outer sect disciple replied, “In fact, there are countless people in the inner sect who are more powerful than him. If it weren’t for the fact that inner sect disciples can only participate in the inner sect competition once in their lives, how would the title of one of the three experts fall on his head?”

nFang Yuan nodded slightly. He knew this. Just looking at his three seniors alone, each of them were many times stronger than Zhang Wenbin.

nBut speaking of which, the inner sect competition was held every four years. That meant that it should be held soon.

nAt that time, he would be competing with his seniors who had entered the inner sect during the last three years. He didn’t know what kind of ranking he would get.

nFang Yuan came back to his senses and handed a bag to the disciple. He said, “Thank you, martial nephew, for telling me about this. I will keep an eye out.”

n“Martial Uncle, you are already acting like a stranger.”

nThis time, he refused to accept it no matter what Fang Yuan said. “I helped you because I really did not want anything to happen to you. It was not for these cultivation resources.”

nFang Yuan’s outstretched hand could not help but pause. He smiled and said, “Then… When we are free, shall we have a drink?”

n“Haha, that will be great!”

nAfter bidding farewell to the outer sect disciple, Fang Yuan walked forward with a heavy heart.

nElder Long was already waiting for him at the teleportation array. He smiled with interest and said, “Martial Nephew, you’re really approachable. You’ve chatted with an outer sect disciple for so long.”

nFang Yuan put ona fake smile and said, “We haven’t seen each other for a long time. It’s not a big deal to say a few words, right?”

n“Of course it’s okay, but there are priorities, we should hurry.”

nElder Long stepped into the teleportation array and threw the primeval stones into the Gu worm’s mouth.

nFang Yuan did not say anything. He and the other two disciples of the reward and punishment hall also stood up.

nWith a flash of light, they arrived outside the main hall of the main peak.

nElder Long raised his hand and signalled. “Please.”

nFang Yuan returned the smile and strode forward.

nOn the surface, everyone was wearing a veil of manners, and no one had shed all pretense of cordiality.

nHowever, just as they stepped on the stone steps, they saw Zhao Hede walking out with a big box of things. When he saw Fang Yuan, he welcomed him happily.

n“Eh? Little junior? You are finally back, I was planning to send these things to your cave abode.”

n“These are…”

nFang Yuan looked at them. They were all cultivation resources, and among them were materials needed to refine Gu worms of Silver quality and above.

n“These are all from Master.”

nZhao Hede smiled as he replied. He did not explain much, and his gaze swept over the others. “Are you going to see Master?”

n“Yes.”

nFang Yuan directly said, “I am here for Zhang Wenbin’s matter.”

nZhao Hede narrowed his eyes. Although he didn’t know what exactly happened, since it involved the deceased Zhang Wenbin, it was definitely not a small matter.

nHe immediately planned to protect his little junior.

n“Elder Long, Master is preparing to go into seclusion. If there’s anything, just tell me.”

n“Junior Zhao, this matter is of great importance. It’s better to let the sect master handle it personally.”

nElder Long’s expression did not change. He cupped his hands and said, “Junior Zhao, please inform him.”

n“Elder Long, you do not trust me.”

nZhao Hede was about to say something when a deep voice came from the depths of the hall.

n“De’er, go do your own thing, let them in.”

nIt was Gu Zhenren’s voice.

nZhao Hede gave Fang Yuan a helpless look and silently retreated to the side, no longer stopping them.

n“Don’t worry, Senior.”

nFang Yuan was not very worried. An upright body was not afraid of a slanted shadow. No matter what Elder Long wanted to do, he would handle it carefully..

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