The scene fell deathly still.
Elder Xuâs face turned ashen. Elder Ge stared in shock, mouth agape. Han Shuangâs eyebrows shot up, satisfaction mingled with doubt in her eyes.
Beyond the shadow of a doubt, the nephew and the uncle far outclassed Elders Ge and Xu.
Rather than kicking his opponent while he was down, Jiang Huan ambled back to his seat, grabbed another fruit, and took a bite, completely unfazed.
The pale but uninjured Elder Xu returned as well, his aged cheeks burning red. If only he could dig a hole to hide in!
But he still had some lucidity left to him. If his opponent hadnât shown mercy, he would probably still be down for the count.
âMany thanks for your leniency.â He raised a cupped fist salute to Jiang Huan.
âHeh, no fuss no muss. Itâs just a friendly fight, I wasnât trying to take your life or anything,â Jiang Huan responded pompously.
He was performing a role for all he was worth, so as to mask his original personality and not give up the beginning of a clue about his real identity.
While his normal self was no stranger to jests, he was far from a buffoon.
Han Shuang laughed heartily. âGreat, Little Gou struck gold this time. Heâs found two gems for us. Thereâs no reason we canât grab a spot now. Elders Zhen, you two are quite the secretive ones!â
âNot secretive. Weâre just staying lowkey.â Jiang Huan chuckled.
Elder Ge demurred for a moment, but still inquired in the end, âPlease assuage this oneâs curiosity. With your strength, you could easily have joined another sect. Why choose our Fiendstar?â
Jiang Huan rolled his eyes. âI like the sectmistressâ gallant air. Happy?â
Han Shuang tittered. âElder Zhen Senior speaks from the heart as always. The why doesnât matter. Itâs enough that we all have the same goal.â
Jiang Chen nodded minutely. âCertainly. Not to mention, we might not have been valued as highly in a bigger faction. My uncle and I have our own pride. Weâd rather not have to tolerate being bossed around.â
Han Shuang beamed at this candid-sounding explanation. âThatâs right, big sects are all like White Drake. They wonât treat you nearly as well as us. That little witch wouldâve used you as a sex toy. Sheâd suck you dry, then tossed you out on the street like a broken husk of paper bag when sheâs done with you.â
Jiang Chen smiled silently.
Theyâd passed the test with flying colors and truly joined Fiendstar. There were still three years to the competition. They could put this time to good use.
Han Shuang was the happiest of the lot. With the two new recruits, the sectâs strength had grown in spades. At the very least, the audit was no longer an issue.
With a decent enough showing, they might truly finish in the top five.
Jiang Chen cultivated single-mindedly inside Fiendstar headquarters. As for Jiang Huan, he was bored out of his mind. He spent every day outside and returned only late at night, outwardly enjoying lifeâs pleasures with wanton abandon. In reality, he was busy ferreting out information involving the Taiyuan Plane or Jiang Chenâs father.
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Meanwhile, Godking Crimsonwaters was entertaining a few good friends inside his mansion. There were five in total. Apart from the tall and bulky master of the house, the four guests were all godkings in their own right!
Together, the five of them could shake the entirety of Taiyuan Plane. There were quite a few godkings left in the greater world, but none were truly close to the others. Few could pool their forces together and entrust their lives to a peer without qualms.
As the host, Godking Crimsonwaters brought out the best Crimsonwaters Cloud Liquor he could offer to toast his bosom companions.
âHeh, Brother Crimsonwaters, I never tire of your fine stuff,â happily commented a godking as fat as Maitreya Buddha.
The other three guests also nodded in agreement, praising the drink to high heaven.
Godking Crimsonwaters sighed softly, âGentlemen, youâve finally found the time to accept my invitation for a chat. Of course I have to celebrate the occasion and bring out the good stuff for us to enjoy. You havenât yet made preparations for the godking convention, am I right?â
âHave you, Brother Crimsonwaters?â wondered the fat one.
âNot preparations per se, but the sects in my territory are gearing up for an upcoming contest. I can only take five factions with me to the convention, so I need to filter out the lot.â Godking Crimsonwaters chuckled.
âIt must be inconvenient with all the little sects on your world. My small fief doesnât have this problem,â remarked the fat godking, seemingly unconcerned.
Another man clad in blue said, âTo be honest, do we expect anything to come out of the convention?â
âSame old, I guess. First comes disputes, then someone picks a fight when they canât win the war of words. Then they overthrow the current celestial emperor and elect a new one, then rinse and repeat ad nauseum. Nothing new under the sun. Iâve seen enough of this circus for the past several hundred thousand years. At this rate, weâll soon deplete Taiyuanâs fortunes.â
This one sported upright features and a righteous air. Known as Godking Righteous, he specialized in the cultivation of virtue and integrity, which explained his looks.
âHehe, Brother Righteous walks the straight and narrow as always,â the blue-clad godking exclaimed softly. âSadly, people like you are far and few between. Instead, sinister folks abound on Taiyuan. They obviously harbor ulterior motives, yet all of them are cowards. Everyone wants to ascend to the imperial throne, but no one wants to put themselves at risk.â
âI donât want the throne.â Godking Righteous shook his head. âOne who isnât fated for it is nothing but a crowned imposter waiting to be overthrown. Objectively, I donât have this kind of destiny, so the thought has never crossed my mind. What about you all?â
The fat one grinned. âIâve never dreamed of it either. Iâd rather live a long life!â
Godking Crimsonwaters sighed softly. âMe neither. Iâve always thought that sovereigns without virtue are scourges for us all. Not only is it self-destructive, they also drag down the entire plane with them.â
The four others all nodded at this pearl of wisdom. Recent history was littered with such examples. Without the required karma and fortune, the throne was nothing but foolâs gold.