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Everyone found Chen Fan very unpleasing to the eye, and wanted to use this kind of pressure on him through these words to make it so that he would not be able to eat or sleep in peace within the Sect. In the end, he would not even be able to move a single step, and he would be expelled from the Sect.

Chen Fan turned a deaf ear to the discussions of the people outside, it was impossible for him to hear anything, at most, he could hear the undisguised ridicule outside the window, the occasional drop of rocks, and the wooden branches as thick as an adult's arm … It's just …

From time to time, it would be treated as a semi-public occasion, and many disciples would take the chance to pass by. After knowing that this courtyard belonged to Chen Fan, they couldn't wait to stand by the windows and see clearly.

Very quickly three days had passed, and Chen Fan had never appeared within the Sect. In his plans, unless his cultivation had recovered to the Core Formation Stage, he would never rashly appear, and without sufficient strength to protect himself, he would be injured and lose a lot of face.

Inside the Palace, a group of higher-ups were trying to figure out how to snatch the Ancient Token of Grand Master from Chen Fan, but the rules set by the Old Ancestor were too harsh, and after hearing about Chen Fan's actions from the Fifth Elder, the Sect Leader and the other few elders were all confused.

What? He only took the censer from the shrine?

What was this brat trying to do?

To the higher ups like the Qing Xuan Sect, these two days could be said to be extremely painful. The aloof and lofty elder was suppressed by a junior who could casually crush a jade pendant with a finger if he used a single finger.

They had no choice but to refrain from attacking, and did not dare to do anything outrageous to Chen Fan, as they were worried that there would be irreparable effects on the luck of their Sect.

After all, it can't be that my Qing Xuan Sect is so bad that I can even rely on a madman to do whatever I want with my Ancient Token.

He could also be considered an old man within the Qing Xuan Sect, and could only watch as his own sect began to decline. This kind of feeling was not pleasant at all.

Even if he was a madman, he was still a rare madman with outstanding talent and courage. Sect Leader sighed, he wanted to check the information regarding Chen Fan but he couldn't find anything, as though this brat had appeared out of thin air.

To date, they only knew of the battle strength situation, and that was when they fought with Bai Yu in the Qian Yuan Peak that day. These few old fellows had witnessed the entire process, and no matter how much of a prejudice they had towards Chen Fan, they could not help but admit one fact, the latter's cultivation was among the top of the entire Qing Xuan Sect.

Originally, it was a happy occasion, the Ancient Token of Grand Master had successfully returned, and one of the seeded participants wanted to come in, but in the end, he had firmly confirmed the elder's position. Now that it had become such an awkward situation, even Sect Leader felt that it was a bit difficult.

On the martial arena, Spiritual Master Lan Yu had gathered many disciples and elders to publicly announce Chen Fan's advancement. After all, this was a position of worship, and it was necessary to inform the entire sect, as well as the cultivators in the outside world, about just how crazy his Qing Xuan Sect had acted.

No matter how one looked at it, Chen Fan did not have the qualifications to accept someone who was not even twenty years old as a Sect Guardian. It was only because of that Ancient Token of Grand Master, but in other words, Spiritual Master Lan Yu had purposely embarrassed Chen Fan in front of the entire sect.

Today, my Qing Xuan Sect has once again risen to the level of a young reverend. I helped us find the Ancient Token of Grand Master that had disappeared for many years, thus, I have equal treatment with my clan and the elders … Spiritual Master Lan Yu pulled Chen Fan to his side, and introduced him to no less than a thousand disciples of the Protector.

He had specifically emphasized the word 'treatment' so that anyone with a discerning eye would be able to understand the meaning behind it. The Guardian Elder was already a head lower than the actual Patriarch, not to mention the fake Chen Fan, but before he could even finish speaking, he was interrupted.

Third Elder, this disciple boldly asks, this person does not have any battle achievements within the Cultivation Realm, his cultivation is not even comparable to the seniors, why can he be called a reverend?

Amongst the large group of heirs, a young man walked out and glared at Chen Fan unkindly.

What, you have an objection? The Grand Elder grunted, then indicated for the former to withdraw, but he didn't get a reply.

Great Clan Elder, Sect Leader and you have only met once. For us direct disciples, even if the bowl of water is not even, it would at least be ranked according to our cultivation and battle prowess.

After these words were said, many of the people around the young man revealed expressions of deep agreement. Everyone had been working hard in the Sect for a very long time, and until now, they were still just direct disciples, yet when Chen Fan first came here, he had only been to the Qianyuan Peak a few times. He was not even familiar with the range of the Sect.

This is the personal decision of the elders and me, it is not up to you to be held accountable!

I do not dare to question your decision, but I do not agree with this new reverend. There are many other brothers who are also confused. His name was Zhao Hong, and he held quite a bit of prestige amongst the Qing Xuan Sect young generation.

Since his acting was so fake, he could have just said it out loud if he wanted to fight. There was no need for him to be so long-winded, useless. Chen Fan retorted back unrestrainedly.

If he was really a rookie who had just joined the Sect, he would definitely have been scared by this show. But no matter what, he was still considered a veteran of a thousand years, how could he not see that this was all planned by the Third Elder?

The disciple who asked this question was definitely one of the old fellow's trusted aides, moreover, he had long been prepared to lend a hand at any time. From start to finish, those words had been intentionally provoked by Chen Fan, and it even brought resentment to the others.

Great Elder, you heard it, this person does not even put our Qing Xuan Sect in his eyes, and is even unsatisfied about changing us to the position of Protector. Zhao Hong did not pay attention to Chen Fan, and completely ignored him.

I will ask you one last time, either fight or get lost! A thousand years ago, Chen Fan and their founder was discussing the Dao, and he was even a genuine senior. When had he ever been treated like this by a little fellow?

He added the surging Spiritual Energy to his voice and it rumbled as it exploded outwards like thunder in a clear sky, causing all the young disciples present to be deeply shocked.

Sect Leader, in order to save face for our Sect, please prepare this disciple. Without waiting for Spiritual Master Lan Yu to speak, Zhao Hong had already received the hidden gaze of the Third Elder.

This fellow's cultivation was definitely not weak. After all, he was able to rank high within Qing Xuan Sect. As the strands of Talisman surged within his palm, it was naturally the true manifestation of a Spiritual Energy, and a pressure that was like the spreading of tidewaters.