631: C631 replacement quota

C631 replacement quota

At this moment, there were over a dozen direct disciples gathered in the plaza outside of Yuan He. At the head of these people, a purple-clothed young man stared gloomily at the surging Yuan He in front of him. From his expression, everyone could see the anger in the purple-clothed young man's heart.2

"Senior Brother Ye Chen, don't be too angry. It might affect your heart of martial arts."

"That's right. No one would have thought about this ?"

Beside the purple-clothed youth, two direct disciples smiled as they tried to persuade him. Obviously, they wanted to dispel the anger in his heart. After all, as fellow sect disciples, it was best for them to get along with each other.

As he spoke, the other eight direct disciples also sighed secretly. They were glad that their spots had not been replaced. This was because the purple-clothed youth in front of them was his turn to enter the Yuan River this month.

He himself was well-prepared for this, but he did not expect that the sudden Long Bufan who had appeared, according to tradition, would need to wait until all the direct disciples of Blue Cloud Pavilion were settled before he could get a new disciple.

As such, it would also mean that one of the Yuan He's direct disciples' position would be snatched away from the Yuan He cultivation quota. What was even more unfortunate was that the one who had lost his position was actually the purple-clothed youth, so it was no wonder his heart was filled with anger.

Ye Chen slightly narrowed his eyes and coldly said, "Humph, I would like to see what kind of ability he has to allow the sect to break this precedent!"

Everyone knew that there was only less than a year left before the competition in Hundred Sects War. Since he had lost the quota this time, he could only wait until next month to get his hands on Yuan He, which meant that his cultivation was one month behind others.

Hearing that, the surrounding direct disciples could only shake their heads and smile bitterly. It seemed like Ye Chen could not take it lying down and did not plan to settle the matter peacefully. Immediately, they started to sympathize with the new Long Bufan.

There may be restrictions within the sect, but sometimes, there were times when one had to rely on one's own strength to obtain opportunities to cultivate. If Ye Chen was unwilling, and wanted to spar with him, even if Long Bufan managed to get Yuan He cultivation quota in the end, he would still lose a lot of face.

As for the strength, they were not surprised at all. Ye Chen had already been in the Blue Cloud Palace for ten years, and his strength had now reached the third level of the Spirit Sea. Even among the direct disciples, he was already at the upper level.

Furthermore, it was said that Long Bufan was a person with an arrogant personality. It was not bad to let Ye Chen show him some respect, the arrogance that would kill him.

When they thought of this, everyone looked forward to what was about to happen with great interest ?

Bang!

Just as the disciples were waiting to see a good show unfold, the sound of wind breaking suddenly came from afar. Following which, the gazes of the disciples turned towards the direction of the voice, only to see a black streak of light swiftly flying over from the direction of the Blue Cloud Pavilion.

That slender figure was dressed in a black robe, his long hair fluttering in the wind. Stepping on the sword, he exuded an endless, free and easy feeling, coupled with the delicate and pretty features on his face, his temperament was truly admirable.

Moreover, the powerful aura that faintly seeped out from within the black robe allowed people to understand that this elegant demeanor was not an embroidered pillow.

The black light flashed over, and in the end, the The youth's figure landed in front of the purple-clothed youth and the others.

This man was Long Bufan.

Following the appearance of Long Bufan, numerous playful gazes also instantly appeared in the eyes of many.

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