Chapter 620: It seems you truly do not take my Qingyun Sect seriously!

Fenxiang Valley, with Fenxiang Ridge as its core, controls dozens of tribes on the edge of the Southern Wilderness’s Hundred Thousand Great Mountains and is the actual ruler of the Southern Wilderness.

The Disciples mostly operate within the Southern Wilderness and rarely venture into the Central Plains. The architecture of Fenxiang Valley mostly features crimson glazed tiles, built along the mountainside and arranged around a Fire Spiritual Vein, exuding the fervor and majesty of a fire-element Sect. The core areas are all protected by Fire-element Restrictions, and no one outside the Sect’s Disciples is allowed entry.

After Yu Xian arrived at Fenxiang Valley, he easily broke through the valley’s protective grand formation and descended directly above Fenxiang Valley.

When the people of Fenxiang Valley saw a person suddenly appear in the sky, chaos immediately erupted. The Disciples hurriedly summoned their Magic Treasures, looking up nervously at this uninvited guest.

Yu Xian stood with his hands behind his back, his robes billowing in the mountain wind, his gaze sweeping coldly over the panicked crowd below.

Someone in the crowd recognized Yu Xian and immediately shouted out: “Yu Xian! It’s Head Yu from the Qingyun Sect!”

As soon as that person finished speaking, countless gazes snapped toward the figure in the sky, causing an uproar in the crowd, with whispers rising everywhere.

“Head Yu of the Qingyun Sect? Is that the Yu Xian who slew the Beast God at Luo Shen Pass?”

“Heavens, why is he here at our Fenxiang Valley?”

“Looking at his demeanor, he probably hasn’t come with good intentions!”

The tension on the Disciples’ faces intensified, their hands gripping their Magic Treasures trembling slightly, not even daring to breathe deeply.

Some Elders with deeper seniority looked grave. They were well aware of Yu Xian’s fearsome reputation, and seeing him personally arrive now gave them a vague sense of foreboding as they secretly speculated about the purpose of his visit.

Immediately, someone went to report the matter.

Then, a figure swiftly swept from the depths of Fenxiang Valley, landing not far opposite Yu Xian—it was Yun Yilan, the Valley Master of Fenxiang Valley.

He looked at the man before him, who was excessively young yet exuded terrifying pressure, and felt a secret shock in his heart.

“So it is Head Yu of the Qingyun Sect who graces us with his presence. May I ask what brings Head Yu to our Fenxiang Valley?” Yun Yilan inquired.

A mocking curve appeared on Yu Xian’s lips, his eyes radiating coldness.

“Does Valley Master Yun suffer from forgetfulness due to high status? In the battle at Luo Shen Pass, your Fenxiang Valley was the first to act ungratefully. Afterward, you promised to offer the Thousand-Year Fire Lingzhi and a hundred catties of Lihuo Profound Iron as compensation. Have you forgotten so quickly? Or perhaps, such a large School as Fenxiang Valley is composed of people who break their promises?”

Yun Yilan’s face cycled between green and white. He naturally knew about the matter; the Elder who returned from Luo Shen Pass had already explained the situation to him, and at the time, he was so angry he had kicked the Elder flying.

Fenxiang Valley was in dire need of resources, and both the Thousand-Year Fire Lingzhi and the Lihuo Profound Iron were precious treasures of the Sect, which he was unwilling to give up easily.

He had initially thought the Qingyun Sect would not care about this matter, but he never expected them to actually come knocking in person.

“Head Yu, you are unaware. The Thousand-Year Fire Lingzhi recently underwent a strange mutation and is currently undergoing nurturing in seclusion. The Lihuo Profound Iron is also still undergoing refinement. We genuinely cannot present them immediately. I beg Head Yu to grant us a few more days. Once our Sect is properly prepared, we will personally deliver them to the Qingyun Sect without the slightest delay.”, Yun Yilan explained in a flurry.

“Oh? A mutation? Refinement? Valley Master Yun, this excuse is a bit too clumsy. It seems you truly do not take my Qingyun Sect seriously!” The vast Aura contained within Yu Xian’s words instantly erupted, causing the very ground of Fenxiang Valley to tremble slightly, and the crimson glazed tiles let out brittle sounds of being unable to bear the pressure.

Yun Yilan’s expression changed drastically. He hadn’t expected Yu Xian to be so aggressive, leaving no room for negotiation. He felt the unfathomable power emanating from the other party and was terrified, yet he could not bring himself to yield so easily.

“Head Yu, with such aggressive behavior, are you not afraid of inciting internal strife among the Righteous Path? My Fenxiang Valley is not to be trifled with either!” Yun Yilan said with a cold face.

The Fenxiang Valley Disciples behind him also began to clamor, attempting to overwhelm the opponent with their collective Aura.

Yu Xian’s eyes chilled, and he slowly raised his right hand. A terrifying Sword Qi condensed in his palm, the surrounding air seeming to be torn apart by this Sword Qi, emitting a heart-palpitating sharpness.

“Internal strife? With just your Fenxiang Valley, are you worthy of discussing internal strife with my Qingyun Sect? It seems the Beast Tide did not make you recognize some reality!” Yu Xian sneered contemptuously.

Before his words faded, the Sword Qi, which had gathered endless might, slashed toward the core of Fenxiang Valley’s protective mountain formation.

“Rumble!”

A world-shaking roar echoed. Fenxiang Valley’s Fire-element protective grand formation was torn apart by the Sword Qi like paper, instantly creating a massive gap. Countless rune fragments scattered in the air, and the entire Restriction System of Fenxiang Valley fell into paralysis.

Yun Yilan and the high-ranking members of Fenxiang Valley turned deathly pale, their eyes filled with terror. They never imagined that Yu Xian’s strength had reached such a terrifying level.

“Now, does Valley Master Yun intend to hand over the compensation, or shall I continue tearing things down?” Yu Xian’s voice remained as cold as ice, devoid of any emotion.

Yun Yilan trembled all over. Yu Xian had single-handedly stopped the Beast Tide and killed the Beast God; no one in his entire Fenxiang Valley was his match. He was even more surprised that Yu Xian would forcefully dismantle Fenxiang Valley over such a minor issue.

He knew he had no room left to resist. If he persisted, the entire Fenxiang Valley could be destroyed in an instant.

“Go, bring the Thousand-Year Fire Lingzhi and the Lihuo Profound Iron, and hand them over to Head Yu.” Yun Yilan conceded.

Fenxiang Valley was inherently inferior to Qingyun Sect. Although they had plotted in secret, it was only scheming and never brought into the open.

Now that Qingyun Sect had gained Yu Xian, along with many astonishingly talented elite Disciples, within a thousand years, the status of Qingyun Sect would likely be unshakable.

What could Fenxiang Valley use to compete?

Soon, two Fenxiang Valley Elders came forward, holding a jade box and a Storage Pouch, trembling as they respectfully handed them over to Yu Xian.

Yu Xian swept them with his Divine Thought, confirming that the Thousand-Year Fire Lingzhi and the Lihuo Profound Iron were indeed inside, and nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately, he summoned the jade box and the Storage Pouch into mid-air, executed a Sword Finger, and both the jade box and the Storage Pouch instantly turned to ash in the air.

“My Qingyun Sect does not covet these things, but Fenxiang Valley’s promise must be fulfilled. I came in person today not because I coveted these two treasures, but to make Fenxiang Valley understand the price of breaking trust. Since the items have been delivered, I will not make things difficult for you. But remember, the majesty of the Qingyun Sect must not be challenged. If you dare to break your word again next time, it won’t be as simple as destroying the grand formation.”

As Yu Xian’s voice faded, countless gazes snapped toward the figure in the sky—some showed shock, some fear, and some disbelief.

Their Fenxiang Valley’s great treasures were destroyed just like that?

The hands of the Fenxiang Valley Disciples holding their Magic Treasures unconsciously tightened, and even their breathing became cautious, afraid that a single mistake might anger this legendary existence.

Yun Yilan gritted his teeth secretly upon hearing this. If he had handed over the items earlier, they wouldn’t have been destroyed, and he wouldn’t have offended the Qingyun Sect or Yu Xian.

He was filled with secret regret at this moment.

But since things had come to this, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his bitterness.