CHAPTER 508: CHAPTER 508: I AM THE PEAK MASTER

A woman imprisoned in the Monster Emperor City for twenty years had never conversed with anyone nor understood worldly affairs; her nature was like a blank sheet of paper: immaculate and unblemished.

Everything before her eyes was so unfamiliar and filled with anticipation.

She had never felt this way before, like a butterfly gracefully dancing, freely soaring across this land brimming with danger.

At that moment, she smiled as radiantly as a mountain flower, her eyes revealing the word "innocence."

"I, Yue Wuxia, am destined to take first place on the Wind Cloud List."

"I, Yue Wuxia, am destined to become an invincible being like my mother."

"I, Yue Wuxia, will certainly... find that person." Yue Wuxia chuckled lightly. "Ali, run faster."

The figures of the two women gradually receded into the distance.

Chen Pingping, who had followed them, also stopped, softly muttering, "Yue Wuxia."

A very pleasant name.

An innocent and cheerful girl of the Demon Race.

This reminded him of Zi Ji. Their intelligence was exactly the same.

Chen Pingping rested his chin in his hand, smiled, and then proceeded in another direction.

It was time to go back.

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When Jiang Ni’er brought Wen Qingshan back to the Wuji Sect, the people of Fairy Valley were shocked.

Isn’t this Wen Qingshan?

Isn’t this the Star Sea’s Void Body?

Why is he here?

Jiang Ni’er explained, "From now on, he is also a disciple of the Wuji Sect."

The crowd was speechless.

They were all stunned. Is Chen Pingping planning to make a move on the Star Sea?

Of course, Wen Qingshan was even more shocked than they were. It turned out the rumors were true: Fairy Valley had been hoodwinked by Chen Pingping into joining the Wuji Sect.

This? It was terrifying.

What suffocated him even more was that the Star Sea experts who had come to conquer the City of Extinction had been completely annihilated.

Wen Qingshan was dumbfounded.

"Little Senior Sister, why are you crying?" Jiang Ni’er saw Zi Ji crying and quickly approached to ask.

"SOB SOB... Senior Sister took the Emperor Spirit." Zi Ji choked out, "I... I couldn’t catch her." She trailed off, her voice thick with tears.

What should I do? Zi Ji lifted her head.

How should I know?

Jiang Ni’er exhaled and said, "It’s okay, it’s just one Emperor Spirit. Your Senior Brother wouldn’t bear to hit you."

"But Senior Brother said not to let Senior Sister take the Emperor Spirit away," Zi Ji recalled Chen Pingping’s admonishment.

"It’s fine. If your Senior Brother tries to hit you, I’ll perform a divination," Jiang Ni’er comforted her.

Not far away, Wen Qingshan spoke up, "Who is she?"

A young man answered, "That’s Little Senior Sister. She’s Senior Brother Chen’s youngest junior martial sister."

"Why is she crying?" Wen Qingshan asked in astonishment.

"It’s a complicated story," the young man replied.

Guang Xiaoyu had secretly taken away the Emperor Spirit.

After Zi Ji found out, she chased her for several days without success. So, when she returned, infuriated and frustrated, she broke down in tears.

Initially, she wailed loudly; then she cried while wiping away her tears; and now, she was still sniffling, tears continuing to stream from her eyes.

Indeed, it was a sight that moved all onlookers.

Everyone in Fairy Valley had tried to console her, but Zi Ji continued to cry.

Later, they learned that Li Qi, Senior Brother Chen’s disciple, had also followed along...

SIGH.

A bystander said, "Li Qi is Senior Brother Chen’s only disciple. Senior Sister Xiaoyu ran off with him, which made our Little Senior Sister burst into tears!"

Surely not? Wen Qingshan’s eyes widened in disbelief.

That person glanced sideways, their expression unreadable, and said in a low voice, "Disciple Li Qi possesses a Solar Saint Body."

Wen Qingshan was dumbfounded. A Solar Saint Body?

"Senior Sister Xiaoyu is heading to the Western Wilderness, and now Disciple Li Qi has gone with her. This is a huge problem," the person continued.

They too had learned the truth only later.

It turned out Li Qi was an immensely powerful Solar Saint Body, a one-in-a-million existence.

Guang Xiaoyu taking him to the Western Wilderness was no different from leading him into a pit of fire.

How could Zi Ji not be frantic? She had been crying for days.

Wen Qingshan gasped. "Then why would your Senior Sister Xiaoyu want to enter the Western Wilderness?"

"Not sure. Perhaps for training."

"Or maybe to find someone," they added.

What about their master? Doesn’t the Wuji Sect have any elders? Wen Qingshan was speechless. What kind of sect is this?

After finding out more, he realized that in the Wuji Sect, Chen Pingping called the shots.

They had no master, and so far, nobody had seen the so-called Sect Master; Chen Pingping handled everything.

It was said that Chen Pingping came from the Qingfeng lineage of the Wuji Sect. He was the Eldest Senior Brother. Guang Xiaoyu was second, Zi Ji third, followed by Jiang Ni’er.

Li Qi was Chen Pingping’s first and only disciple, practically the group’s treasure.

Wen Qingshan stared blankly. No master? Who taught them cultivation?

"Chen Pingping..." someone answered.

"And the Sect Master?"

"They say he’s in seclusion."

"The entire Wuji Sect is supposedly in seclusion."

"Isn’t that utter nonsense?" Wen Qingshan exclaimed. "And you actually believe that?"

"We believe..." Their gazes were steadfast.

Of course, their faith wasn’t in Chen Pingping, but in Zi Ji.

Wen Qingshan suddenly didn’t know what to say.

The rumors were true: Chen Pingping had merged Fairy Valley with the Wuji Sect. However, Wen Qingshan hadn’t expected the rift between the two factions to heal so quickly.

Not only that, but the people from Fairy Valley hadn’t even seen their supposed Sect Master.

It felt like a scam.

Wen Qingshan grew even more curious. What kind of sect was this, really?

"Fuck, Wen Qingshan!" He Yitian exclaimed as he walked over, spotting him and staring in disbelief.

"Fuck? He Yitian?" Wen Qingshan was equally shocked.

One was a genius from a major power, cultivating Ancient God Transformation Skills.

The other, a prodigy from a superpower, possessing the Divine Body known as the Void Body.

The two had met before and had some interactions.

He Yitian looked him up and down. "How did you end up here?"

Wen Qingshan felt like spitting blood. "Then how did *you* end up here?"

SIGH. He Yitian’s face fell. He hurried over and began to complain about how Chen Pingping had hoodwinked him into joining.

The process was truly agonizing!

High-level experts from the He Family had come several times, only to be driven away each time.

After hearing his complaints, Wen Qingshan also felt a wave of sorrow and began to recount his own miserable experiences.

The more they talked, the more in tune they felt. Especially when they spoke of their own experiences, they couldn’t help but feel a deep sorrow welling up, a shared grief that brought tears to their eyes.

"Brother Wen."

"Brother He."

The two hugged each other tightly.

After a long moment...

He Yitian took a deep breath and calmed down. "By the way, when Chen Pingping lured you here, did he promise you anything?"

Hmm? Wen Qingshan was stunned. "What promise?"

"A Divine Body like yourself, and you didn’t ask for anything?" He Yitian asked, eyes wide.

"No... I don’t need anything! I, Wen Qingshan, will definitely escape this place. I won’t stay in the Wuji Sect for long!" Wen Qingshan declared, his eyes firm.

He Yitian chuckled, patting his shoulder. "Forget it. No one Chen Pingping targets ever escapes."

Wen Qingshan was silent.

"I’m different. I have a valuable skill. He promised me that once the Sect Master emerges from seclusion, I’ll become a Peak Master," He Yitian said proudly.

"Artifact Refining?"

"Naturally."

"Why are you so sure? The Fairy Valley members just said they’ve never seen the Sect Master, nor anyone else from the Wuji Sect’s original members," Wen Qingshan said.

"But I have!" He Yitian declared. "You can rest assured about that."

Wen Qingshan was a bit bewildered; something felt off.

Chen Pingping had tricked Fairy Valley into merging with the Wuji Sect. Yet, its members weren’t resentful. Instead, they seemed content and firmly believed in the Wuji Sect’s existence.

And now, He Yitian was the same.

Just moments ago, he’d been complaining about his own ordeal, how Chen Pingping had duped him, and how Chen Pingping had even thrashed the He Family experts multiple times.

Yet, as they continued talking, he’d somehow become quite pleased with himself.

He didn’t see it as a humiliation but rather a source of pride.

A Peak Master? Was a position in this rundown sect really that significant? The He Family was a major power, after all!

He Yitian waved his sleeve grandly. "In the future, when you see me, you might have to address me as Lord Peak Master."

Wen Qingshan rolled his eyes but stated firmly, "No. I *will* escape."

He Yitian looked at him, then pointed to Zi Ji, who was still crying. "Do you see her?"

"I see her," he replied, puzzled.

"If you dare to run," He Yitian said gravely, "she’ll make you understand why flowers are red."