Chapter 6940 Calligraphy Sect Master Ye Wensheng
Ling Yan looked grim. She never thought Li Wujiu would lose, and nearly all the elite disciples they brought were killed. Even worse, they had revealed their strongest secret. This spelled big trouble for the Painting Sect.
What bothered her most was that Li Wujiu lost because he couldn’t control the power of his own heaven-earth law manifestation.
Since it was a forbidden technique, Li Wujiu had never been able to train with it before. So, the fierce battle ended in a letdown.
With Long Chen questioning her and the Calligraphy Sect’s experts glaring, Ling Yan was clearly panicking. Still, she forced herself to stay calm and took a deep breath.
She responded, “We never expected Li Wujiu to be secretly working with Lord Brahma. The fact that a traitor appeared in our Painting Sect is our responsibility. We will promptly inform the sect master and the divine capital. In a bit, we will give a satisfying explanation to the Calligraphy Sect and the entire Heavenly Magnificence Divine Prefecture!”
“Who are you trying to convince? Not even a ghost would believe you!” Xin Yu retorted.
Maybe she had spent too much time with Long Chen, or maybe she had seen enough of the world. Either way, she now dared to challenge even the vice sect master of the Painting Sect.
To everyone’s surprise, Long Chen pulled Xin Yu back.
He said, “It’s fine. Making up an excuse still counts as an explanation. But whether it will satisfy the divine capital or the whole Heavenly Magnificence Divine Prefecture depends on the Painting Sect’s skills.”
No one believed Ling Yan’s story. But even if they didn’t, what could they do? Were they really going to kill Ling Yan and the other traitors?
Ling Yan rose and cupped her fists to Vice Sect Master Liuyun.
She hurriedly said, “I’m ashamed that a traitor has appeared in the Painting Sect. We will immediately return to the Painting Sect to report this to the sect master! Goodbye!”
Liuyun stopped being polite and didn’t return the gesture. The Painting Sect had clearly come today to destroy the Calligraphy Sect. Anyone could see that. He would be foolish to stay courteous now.
After that, Ling Yan gathered the other three leaders and the four disciples who had “accidentally” failed to place their blood on the stage. They all left, looking defeated.
“Boss, Li Wujiu really was terrifying. Why did he suddenly die?” asked Yan Li.
Even now, he didn’t understand how Li Wujiu died.
Long Chen explained, “Li Wujiu used Lord Brahma’s seal to hide his clone, letting it train for his real body. Lord Brahma is truly skilled—his seal even hid the clone from the Heavenly Daos. But a seal like that comes with a price. When Li Wujiu broke the seal and revealed his heaven-earth law manifestation, he triggered the seal’s power. That power came from a wisp of Lord Brahma’s will. When it sensed me, it destroyed itself right away. At the worst moment, Lord Brahma betrayed Li Wujiu, which is why he died so suddenly.”
“Why? Shouldn’t Lord Brahma be willing to pay any price to kill you once he senses you?” Yan Li asked.
“Lord Brahma was worried I might learn more of his secrets, so he chose to sacrifice this pawn for nothing,” Long Chen replied, sighing.
Lord Brahma was very cautious. Even after encountering a fragment of his soul, Long Chen didn’t gain anything from it.
“Brother Long, it’s all thanks to you this time. If you hadn’t come, we couldn’t imagine what would have happened,” Li Chenggang said.
If Long Chen hadn’t come, they wouldn’t have won any of the five matches, since Li Wujiu would have fought the last one himself.
Li Chenggang was confident in himself, but he knew that even if Li Wujiu didn’t use his final trump card, those four scrolls alone would have worn him out.
Long Chen said, “Since when do brothers need to say thanks to each other? But after what the Painting Sect did today, their motives are clear. I don’t think Li Wujiu is their only pawn; there must be more. If the Painting Sect is willing to sacrifice ten top disciples, then when the great era comes, they’ll instantly use their Divine Sovereigns to sweep through the entire Heavenly Magnificence Divine Prefecture.
“If they’re willing to make such a sacrifice, they must have their own plans. The Calligraphy Sect needs to find ways to deal with them. The world of the Heavenly Magnificence Divine Prefecture is about to change!”
In his mind, he started connecting the Zither Sect’s situation and the evil statue with what he had just learned about the Painting Sect. It felt as if an invisible thread was linking everything together.
“As expected of the youngest dean in High Firmament Academy’s history. You’re not just powerful—your insight is unmatched!”
At that moment, a middle-aged man with white hair, dressed in white robes, appeared before everyone.
“Master!”
“Greetings, Sect Master!”
Li Chenggang and the rest of the Calligraphy Sect’s experts immediately bowed.
The middle-aged man was the sect master, Ye Wensheng. He was also Li Chenggang’s personal master.
Ye Wensheng didn’t look like a powerful sect master at all. Instead, he seemed like an ordinary, even somewhat frail, scholar.
“Junior Long Chen greets the sect master!”
Long Chen also cupped his fists.
“Dean Long Chen, you’re too polite! If we trace our origins, the Calligraphy Sect descends from the High Firmament Academy. I should be calling you Dean Long Chen!” Ye Wensheng responded in kind.
The Calligraphy Sect’s experts were startled to hear that, not knowing that the Calligraphy Sect had been part of the High Firmament Academy.
At this moment, Zi Nuo and the others also stepped forward to pay their respects.
When Ye Wensheng saw Zi Nuo, he hastily said, “Junior brother Zi Nuo is too courteous. I am indebted to the Wine God for his pointers and his wine. I have always remembered this debt in my heart!”
Zi Nuo’s eyes widened in surprise. He didn’t know that the Calligraphy Sect had such a connection with his Wine God Palace.
Ye Wensheng also praised Chi Yutong, Xin Yu, and Yan Li. Getting encouragement from the sect master of one of the four immemorial sects was deeply moving for the three of them.
He was a major figure. Even their fathers weren’t qualified to meet someone like him. Most surprising of all, this powerful leader was actually so humble toward them. He treated even people who should be like ants to him with respect.
They could also tell this wasn’t an act, and he wasn’t just being polite to Long Chen. This was just how he was.
Seeing this, they thought back to the Wine God and the Tea Saint. Both were major figures at the top of the world, yet they remained humble and respectful of others. It was a sharp contrast to people with a bit of fame or power who acted like they were above everyone else. It was such a ridiculous difference.
“Dean Long Chen, brother Zi Nuo, let us talk inside the palace,” said Ye Wensheng.
After exchanging pleasantries with everyone, Ye Wensheng waved his hand. Long Chen and the others vanished from the spectator stands.