Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!

In November, the autumn wind blew, and leaves fell in colorful disarray. The roads of the small town were covered with fallen leaves...

「In a certain inn.」

The Great Elder of Fairy Valley looked at Chen Pingping, his frustration apparent. "Kid, you really did a number, undermining us to this extent. You’re the first one ever. You’re an ancestor who can forge an entirely new path."

Chen Pingping sheepishly replied, "It’s a misunderstanding. They all left of their own volition."

"Right, right, right, you’re absolutely correct," the Great Elder rolled his eyes.

"You seem to be injured?" Chen Pingping observed.

The Great Elder shook his head. "Let’s not talk about that. Tell me quickly, how did you do it?"

A youngster at the Imperial Path realm managed to accomplish all this? He didn’t believe it. Nobody did.

Fairy Valley was a superpower in the region. Even though it might not be at its prime, with over ten warriors of the Saint Realm standing guard, it would have been impossible to quietly take away a group of people without notice.

Yet Chen Pingping had done it. It was like a dream.

The Great Elder exclaimed, "This kid, impressive."

"They left voluntarily."

"Bullshit..." The Great Elder glared at him. "Come clean! Otherwise, I will cut you down."

"You old man, why are you so arrogant when you speak?" Chen Pingping felt indignant.

"Of course. Do you know who I am?" the Great Elder glanced sideways.

"Aren’t you the janitor of Fairy Valley?"

"I am the Great Elder of Fairy Valley, a genuine Saint Realm powerhouse. Who do you think I am, the janitor?" he said with a hint of anger. "You talked about undermining Fairy Valley right in front of me and took away more than a hundred people from under my very nose. Now tell me, are you proud of yourself?"

What the...?

Chen Pingping felt a shiver run down his spine. "This is a misunderstanding, Elder. I can explain."

"Don’t explain yet," the Great Elder’s tone softened. "Tell me how you did it."

"It really was voluntary," Chen Pingping said sheepishly. "Bai Yisheng, Liu Kuangyi, the scholar..."

"And the Fairy?"

"Ambushed her, knocked her out, and took her away."

"Son of a..." Upon hearing these words, the Great Elder was livid. "You almost destroyed Fairy Valley all by yourself! Are you proud?"

Fairy Valley had been around for tens of thousands of years, weathering many storms. Yu Changfeng, carrying the Fate Energy of Fairy Valley, had even attempted Tao Verification, aiming to promote the Three-legged Immortal Cauldron into the ranks of Emperor Weapons, among other things. Even though all those attempts had failed and encountered terrible disasters, Fairy Valley stood tall. Even with later invasions by formidable enemies, attacks by the Demon Race, sneak attacks by Demon cultivators, and countless powerful foes from the Southern Diaspora waiting for their chance, Fairy Valley had endured through all these difficulties.

This time was no exception.

Although there was an internal split within Fairy Valley, the Great Elder didn’t see it as a big deal. As long as the Sword Saint was alive, he could deter the first, second, third, and fourth divisions.

The only thing this old man hadn’t expected was Chen Pingping of the Wuji Sect.

In one night, he had taken away more than a hundred young talents. These were the future of Fairy Valley, its very seeds; given time, they would surely become the sect’s formidable force.

BANG!

The Great Elder grabbed Chen Pingping’s collar, spittle flying angrily. "Kid, let me tell you, you’ve caused a huge disaster."

"Is it really that bad?" Chen Pingping broke out in a cold sweat. "How about I give everyone back to you now?"

HEH!

The Great Elder took a deep breath, as if remembering something. He put Chen Pingping down, picked up the tea on the table, and downed it in one gulp. He then asked, "What did you say to convince them?"

"Yu Changfeng," Chen Pingping uttered the two words.

HMM?

At this, the Great Elder’s heart jolted. His pupils contracted, and he stared fixedly at Chen Pingping.

Yu Changfeng? The founder of Fairy Valley, the very first ancestor. He? Still alive?

Chen Pingping continued, "That’s right, Elder Yu Changfeng is still alive, in the City of Extinction. However, he’s not in good condition, so... I accidentally spilled the beans. Then Bai Yisheng, the scholar, Liu Kuangyi, and the others started clamoring to go with me. Sigh... I’m a kind person; how could I not help? So..."

"So, you told them that the ancestor of Fairy Valley is still alive, has been in the City of Extinction all this time, and has now awakened, but his condition is poor, and he needs your help, right?"

"..."

"Or is it that after the ancestor of Fairy Valley awakened, he performed divinations, saw the future of Fairy Valley—that this power is done for—so you told them they’d better make a run for it! Then, very thoughtfully, you provided them with a direction—really, just a direction—pointing to the City of Extinction. Is that it?" the Great Elder asked, staring intently at him.

Chen Pingping’s face turned red.

GURGLE!

The old man poured himself another cup of tea and downed it in one gulp. The moment he set down the teacup, he suddenly fell silent, his turbid eyes revealing fatigue. His gaze fell on Long Street outside the inn, watching the crowd, pondering something unknowable.

Fairy Valley had existed for tens of thousands of years; what scenes had they not witnessed? They had weathered all kinds of storms. Chen Pingping had taken more than a hundred geniuses from them, and there were many ways to deal with it. They could simply have him return the people, or a group of Saint Realm powerhouses from Fairy Valley could storm into the City of Extinction, obliterate the Wuji Sect, and then take back their young geniuses.

All in all, the people Chen Pingping had taken from them were, at most, just a joke to Fairy Valley; they would not end up destroyed because of it.

But now, there was another problem. The internal division within Fairy Valley was fatal. Just like the issue raised by that Steward, it had struck a fatal blow to him, even causing him to lose confidence in Fairy Valley.

Is the Fairy Valley of today still Fairy Valley? Does Fairy Valley still need to exist? Why has Fairy Valley fractured? Is it really just because the Sword Saint started Cultivating Demon? No! The factors leading to internal division were far more complex and horrifying than what could be seen on the surface.

At that moment, the Great Elder thought of something.

"Elder? Elder? Are you alright?" Chen Pingping called out.

"Don’t disturb me," the old man whispered.

"You’re really hurt. I have a Spirit Pill here," Chen Pingping said, taking out a ninth-grade Spirit Pill.

HUH?

The Great Elder narrowed his eyes and, without ceremony, took the Spirit Pill and swallowed it immediately. He said disdainfully, "I wouldn’t have thought someone from a trash sect like yours would have a ninth-grade Spirit Pill."

"This one, I took it from your Fairy Valley."

"..."

How rash.

The Great Elder’s mouth twitched. "I ask you, what is the tenet of the Wuji Sect?"

"Peace, love, happiness, satisfaction, harmony!" Chen Pingping said earnestly.

"Bullshit..." he retorted angrily. "Stop talking nonsense."

"To get stronger, to build a superpower," Chen Pingping said again.

"..."

The Great Elder rolled his eyes. "Tell me about the first ideal instead."

Chen Pingping said helplessly, "Elder, about the young talents of your Fairy Valley, I can truly give them back to you."

"Give back?" The Great Elder chuckled lightly. "Do you think that by returning the people to us now, you can shut their mouths?" He pointed towards the people on Long Street. "A mere cultivator from a trash sect in Heaven Martial managed to take away more than a hundred young geniuses from Fairy Valley from under the watchful eyes of a group of Saint Realm powerhouses in just one night. If that kind of news spread, who wouldn’t laugh? It was ridiculous. Fairy Valley was really not what it used to be! It was falling to the status of a first-rate power, no longer a superpower. Indeed, their strength was also declining day by day, a far cry from their former glory..."

Chen Pingping was sheepishly silent.

"Is my ancestor really still alive?" the Great Elder asked.