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Chapter 268 The Young Sect Master's Defenses Are Broken

However, under the envious gazes of everyone.

Three cold words rang out: "No interest."

Jiang Churan didn't even glance at the exquisite jade slip before walking right past it.

Soon, the figure in pure white disappeared into the water-like barrier around the tower gate.

Wu Shaotian stood rooted to the spot, the jade slip in his hand hovering in mid-air, his smile completely frozen.

The whole square was silent.

Everyone watched this scene with strange expressions.

The young sect leader's invitation... was rejected?

And he rejected her without any hesitation in front of so many people?!

"This...Junior Sister Jiang is too..."

"That's the Xuan Tian Tea Ceremony! The Supreme Elder is giving a sermon, and there's Purple Bamboo Tea... This is an opportunity that countless people would kill for!"

"She just... "

Whispers rose like a tide.

Wu Shaotian's fingers, which were holding the jade slip, turned slightly white, and the veins on the back of his hand became visible.

But he quickly took a deep breath, put the jade slip back into his pocket, and his signature gentle smile reappeared on his face.

“Junior Sister Jiang is aloof and single-minded in pursuing the Dao, so it’s understandable that she doesn’t want to be distracted.”

He turned around and looked at the disciples around him, his voice still calm: "Fellow disciples, there's no need to worry about it."

The voice just fell.

Several female disciples who had been itching to get started gathered around.

"Young Sect Master, if she won't go, I will..."

A female disciple in a pink dress, her eyes sparkling, spoke in a sweet, coquettish voice:

"Although my talent is not as good as Junior Sister Jiang's, my tea skills have been praised by the elders. I will certainly not embarrass you, Young Sect Master, at this tea ceremony..."

"I'm also willing to go with the young sect leader!"

Another woman in blue retorted, "I have long studied the 'Mysterious Heaven Heart Sutra' written by the Supreme Elder, and I have some questions I would like to ask..."

"What does the young sect leader think of me?"

"I……"

Seven or eight female disciples surrounded Wu Shaotian, their voices sweet and their fragrance filling the air.

Normally, Wu Shaotian might have gone through the motions of playing along.

These women, though not even a fraction as beautiful as Jiang Churan, were still quite attractive, and it wouldn't hurt to occasionally play along.

But today, he was rejected mercilessly by Jiang Churan in front of everyone.

Seeing these "common women" fawning over him, I felt a nameless anger rising in my heart.

But he cannot get angry.

He is the young sect leader, the gentle and approachable Wu Shaotian.

After years of pretense, how can one break the facade because of a momentary emotion?

"I appreciate your kind offer, fellow disciples."

Wu Shaotian's smile remained unchanged, and although his voice was gentle, it carried an undeniable distance:

"However, the number of places for this tea party is limited, and it has already been decided by several elders. If there is a next time, Shaotian will definitely give priority to you all."

He spoke politely, but the meaning behind his words couldn't be clearer.

There's none for you!

The woman in the pink dress froze with a smile, the woman in the blue dress looked disappointed, and the others awkwardly backed away.

Wu Shaotian stopped looking at them and turned to walk towards the stone pavilion on one side of the square.

He walked calmly, his gait still elegant, only the clenched fist in his sleeve betrayed his true feelings at that moment.

The stone pavilion is secluded and far from crowds.

Wu Shaotian stood with his hands behind his back, looking towards the direction of the Illusionary Demon Tower.

The water rippled around the tower gate barrier, and the figure in pure white was nowhere to be seen.

"Bitch..."

He uttered two words in a low voice, his tone as cold as a viper's forked tongue.

"You're too kind... Once I obtain the Heavenly Demon Heart and dismantle the Xuan Tian Sect... I'll definitely deal with you!"

He swore to himself, as if he could already see that scene—

Jiang Churan, her clothes disheveled and her eyes blurry with tears, writhed beneath him, pleading and begging...

Finally, an expression of humiliation, pain, and despair appeared on that usually aloof and detached face...

"hey-hey……"

Wu Shaotian chuckled, his laughter filled with lewdness and coldness.

"Let's see you act all high and mighty now... let's see if you can still put on this otherworldly air when the time comes!"

He licked his lips, his eyes a mixture of greed and murderous intent.

"Let you run wild for a few more days... Once the plan is launched, the entire Xuantian Sect will be in my hands. At that time, won't you still be a plaything for me to toy with at will?"

"At that time, not only will your body belong to me, but even your mysterious bloodline will belong to me!"

.......

Behind him, several of his disciples followed.

"Young Sect Master, Jiang Churan is far too ungrateful."

A young man in black robes frowned and said, "You kindly invited her, and she treats you like this..."

"Exactly, do they really think they can look down on everyone just because they're the sect leader's personal disciple?"

"Given the young sect leader's status, it is her good fortune to be invited!"

Several people echoed this sentiment, their tone indignant.

"It's alright. Junior Sister Jiang is still young, so it's normal for her to be a bit aloof."

Wu Shaotian waved his hand, his face regaining its composure: "As senior brothers, we should be more tolerant."

He spoke these words sincerely, and anyone who heard them would feel that he was broad-minded.

The black-robed youth and the others exchanged glances, their eyes flashing with admiration. The young sect leader was indeed extraordinary; they had not misjudged him.

"Young Sect Master, so now we..." one of them tentatively asked, "Should we leave, or..."

Wu Shaotian looked at the Illusionary Demon Tower, a dark and unfathomable light flashing in his eyes.

"Since you're here, let's wait a little longer."

He said calmly, "I'm also very interested to see just how much progress Junior Sister Jiang has made during her two months of seclusion."

That sounds very high-sounding.

But only he himself knows whether what is surging in his heart at this moment is anticipation or something else.

It was widely rumored within the sect that Jiang Churan's talent was unparalleled among her peers.

Some even say that in a few years, she will surpass all the true disciples and become the number one among the younger generation of Xuantian Sect.

Even worse, some people secretly speculated that his position as the young sect leader might not be secure in the future.

How could Wu Shaotian not know about such rumors?

In addition, his previous act of standing up for the Ruan family resulted in him being publicly punished by the sect leader, which greatly damaged his prestige within the sect...

He had long harbored resentment towards Jiang Churan.

"You really think that having a little talent can shake my position?"

He looked at the Illusionary Demon Tower, his eyes growing cold.

I stayed today to see Jiang Churan's strength for myself.

I also wanted to see... just how far this supposedly divinely favored woman could go.

If she had performed poorly, he would have had a way to get back at her for the humiliation of publicly rejecting him today.

If she is truly stunning...

A cold glint flashed in Wu Shaotian's eyes.

Then we can't stay any longer!

Just then, an even louder commotion suddenly came from the other side of the square.

Wu Shaotian frowned and looked over.

Before the Xuan Tian Ranking stone tablet, a large crowd of people, numbering at least four or five hundred, had gathered.

The sounds of discussion and argument rose and fell, even more lively than when Jiang Churan had appeared.

"What happened?" Wu Shaotian asked.

The young man in black robes shook his head: "I don't know. They were just talking about something over there, and now more and more people are gathering."

Wu Shaotian's heart stirred, and he stepped towards the stone tablet.

As they drew closer, the sounds of arguing became clearly audible.

"If you ask me, Junior Sister Jiang is definitely more talented! She's the sect leader's personal disciple, and she broke through to the Martial King realm at the age of sixteen!"

"That's not necessarily true! Li Wudao, at the peak of the Blood Transformation Realm, was able to pass through the fifteenth level. This ability to cross levels is simply heaven-defying!"

"Junior Sister Jiang was able to repel Senior Brother Shen Ming with a single palm strike two months ago; that's real combat power!"

"Tch, according to you, Li Wudao even defeated Shen Ming! And he crushed him with his sword intent!"

"That's just a rumor, who knows if it's true or not? Besides, I heard that Shen Ming held back in that battle, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what? The list is right here, isn't that enough? If you're so capable, then get on the list."

"you……"

"What do you mean, 'you'? Facts speak louder than words!"

As Wu Shaotian listened to these arguments, his expression gradually darkened.

He's a bit off guard.