Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

Chapter 914: Chapter 485: Eighth Lifetime: Impure Observation, the Grand Tournament Begins! (Part 2)

Afterwards, she looked at Lu Yuan, with a slight hint of apology in her tone: "Brother Lu Yuan, don’t take them seriously."

"Although Ye Chuan and the others have arrogant personalities, their nature isn’t bad. With this lesson, they will no longer dare to underestimate you."

"Senior sister is joking, it’s just some trivial matters."

Lu Yuan said lightly, not giving it much importance.

"There are mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people. No wonder the Sect Master holds Brother Lu Yuan in such high regard. Ye Mou finally understands the reason today."

A True Disciple with a jade-like face sighed with emotion, shaking his head with a bitter smile.

"Brother Lu Yuan, my name is Ye Chuan, it was us who offended earlier. I ask for your forgiveness, Brother."

"Brother, please come up for a chat. Here is a small gift from your senior brother, I hope you won’t mind."

The True Disciple clasped his hands in a ceremonial gesture, actively apologizing.

To become the Sect’s True Inheritor, none are fools.

Although they act arrogantly in front of Inner Sect Disciples, facing similar-ranked existences, they dare not neglect.

After all, an enemy is worse than a friend.

Moreover, there was originally no grudge between them and Lu Yuan, if this minor incident escalated into a feud, it would definitely be detrimental in the future.

As he spoke.

Ye Chuan took out a Jade Bottle from a Qiankun Bag, solemnly handing it to Lu Yuan.

"Is this a Top-Grade Spirit-Storage Pill?"

Lu Yuan climbed the stone pavilion, glancing at the Jade Bottle in Ye Chuan’s hand, his expression changing slightly.

He had previously received hundreds of Top-Grade Spirit-Storage Pills from Han Qingxuan, so the patterns on the Jade Bottle weren’t unfamiliar.

"These Sect’s True Inheritors are indeed wealthy, just one bottle of Spirit-Storage Pill is enough to match an Inner Sect Disciple’s half-year savings."

Lu Yuan’s thoughts whirled, speaking immediately.

"That’s too kind, Ye Chuan, you’re too generous. It’s our first meeting, how could I possibly accept such a valuable gift?"

Despite saying so, Lu Yuan did not hesitate, swiftly taking the bottle of Spirit-Storage Pill.

As for the other True Disciples, in order to ease earlier unpleasantness, they reluctantly offered many Spirit Pills and Treasure Medicines as atonement.

Lu Yuan accepted all the gifts without reservation.

Simultaneously, he felt grateful for the benefits brought by great power.

As long as his power was strong enough, even the True Inheritors of the Sect would have to offer apologies, wouldn’t they?

Otherwise, if other Inner Sect Disciples encountered such an incident, even with dissatisfaction in their hearts, they’d dare not reveal it.

Luo Xin, witnessing this, couldn’t help but marvel, her eyes flickering with admiration as she looked at Lu Yuan.

Everyone knew Ye Chuan and the others were always prideful, even dismissing Inner Sect Elders.

Besides a few True Inheritors, other disciples of the Sect barely caught their attention.

But now, in front of everyone, they scrambled to apologize to Lu Yuan, fearing to cause his displeasure.

Throughout the Cyan Cloud Sect, probably only the Senior Brother could command such respect from them.

And the disciples near the Sect Plaza, their eyes wide and jaws dropping in disbelief, couldn’t believe their eyes.

The status of a True Inheritor is respected, when have they ever bowed to a mere Inner Sect Disciple?

This scene is too bizarre, like the sun rising from the west—unbelievable!

"Looks like these Sect’s True Inheritors have fame without substance, actually frightened by a mere Inner Sect Disciple like this."

Elsewhere, in a tall pavilion.

A dark, youthful figure emanating a sharp killing intent couldn’t help but smirk coldly.

His aura was deep as hell, like a Godslayer trained amidst corpses and blood, just a glance would make many Inner Sect Disciples shiver.

Beside him, more than a dozen elite disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall surrounded him like stars around the moon.

"Brother Zhao Xu is right, this Lu Yuan merely killed Lin Hu, yet thinks he is invincible, in reality, just a charlatan."

"When he faces Brother Zhao Xu, then he’ll understand what true despair is!"

The normally ruthless disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall now smiling obsequiously, praised him fervently.

Because they knew well the astonishing lineage and cultivation of the cold young man before them.

Not even thirty, yet possessing First-Layer Soul Palace Cultivation.

Such talent is unparalleled, even throughout the Cyan Cloud Sect.

Not to mention, behind Zhao Xu stands the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall and a Supreme Elder.

With his status and power, securing the title of Inner Sect Leader was undoubtedly certain, unchallenged!

Meanwhile.

The Nirvana Realm powerhouses on the high stage, chatting casually, were also drawn by the happenings around Lu Yuan.

"Oh? Is that the young friend who single-handedly killed Lin Hu not long ago?"

A shabby old man with messy hair looked at Lu Yuan with surprise.

The old man’s appearance was filthy, his clothes in tatters.

Smelling foul, covered in a thick layer of black grime, as if he hadn’t bathed in decades.

Upon closer inspection.

One would notice, amidst his wildly growing beard and hair, fleas and fat maggots wriggling in and out—utterly horrifying.

Ordinary people would have nightmares for several nights from just one glance!

Other Nirvana Realm powerhouses avoided him, distancing themselves, unwilling to be near the shabby old man.

But the shabby old man seemed indifferent, behaving recklessly, even the crowded venue didn’t stop him from picking his feet.

"Heart Thought as Sword, extinguishing all distractions, such strong mental willpower, surpassing even my Purifying Spirit Hall disciples, truly admirable young talent."

"If my old eyes don’t deceive me, his physique and soul are robust, he should have cultivated your Cyan Cloud Sect’s Pure Lotus Heart Scripture as well."

"For someone so young to cultivate this method to such a level, your Cyan Cloud Sect surely has a promising seedling."

While speaking, the shabby old man twitched his nose twice, feeling itchy, and used the same finger to scratch his nose after picking his feet.

"Fellow Daoist Wei He, you jest, the Impure Observation of your Purifying Spirit Hall is the supreme path, though this young one has talent, how could he be on par with yours?"

Han Qingxuan’s eyelids twitched at the sight, but as the host, he took a deep breath, suppressing his discomfort, forcing a smile.

"Sect Master Han didn’t speak wrongly, Purifying Spirit Hall sees the world as impure, yet maintains its own purity, simply visualizing various impurities can sever all distractions and desires, it’s somewhat akin to the Pure Lotus Heart Scripture cultivated by this young friend."

"I see this young one does have a talent for cultivating the Impure Observation. If Sect Master Han is willing to let go, why not allow him to join my Purifying Spirit Hall?"

The shabby old man spoke candidly, not treating himself as an outsider at all.

"Fellow Daoist Wei He is right, but the path of cultivation emphasizes fate, every disciple has their own path to tread, how can we as elders intervene heedlessly?"

"The way they cultivate should be their own choice."

Han Qingxuan chuckled, addressing the issue briefly, choosing not to engage further with the old man.

In fact.

Despite the old man’s shabby appearance, his cultivation was earth-shattering, having reached the Late Nirvana Stage.

He was one of the strongest beings in the Great Li Dynasty.

Because of this.

Even Han Qingxuan, as Sect Master, can only silently endure the old man’s shabby manner, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.

Seeing the shabby old man wanting to continue, Han Qingxuan immediately stood up and loudly announced.

"The hour has come, the Inner Sect Competition officially begins!"

Though his voice wasn’t loud, as it echoed in everyone’s minds, it was like thunder, resonating deeply.

As the voice fell.

Nearly a hundred elders soared into the sky, beginning the procedures for the competition drawing.

According to sect rules.

Each Inner Sect Competition randomly assigns opponents, then engages in matches, the winner advancing to the next round.

This cycle repeats until the Inner Sect Leader of this term is selected!