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Chap 747

Chapter 747

Chapter 747: A quick battle to force a quick decision Original and most updated translations are from volare. If read elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.

Cang Qiuzi’s words made everyone suck in a cold breath. Long Feiye was capable of fighting the sword sect master for three days and three nights, which proved that he had the strength to match his master. Where did Cang Qiuzi get the guts to be so arrogant?

Immediately, the crowd grew uncertain as to whom the real victor would be.

Cang Xiaoying was hidden amongst the crowd, her hands muffling her mouth. She wanted to cry but couldn’t, torn between whom to support. She detested the illicit relations between her father and Duanmu Yao, but she loathed Long Feiye for being so heartless as well. Many years ago, father had hinted to Long Feiye that he’d support him to be sect leader as long as he agreed to marry his daughter. But Long Feiye had ignored the offer completely. Because of love and hate, she still loved even as she loathed.

Cang Xiaoying didn’t want her father or Long Feiye to lose. Anyone who did...would die!

Her hands muffling her mouth turned into fists as tension wracked her frame. Closeby, the second and third elders were exchanging glances. Finally, second elder spoke up first.

“Old Third, if Long Feiye dies, Cang Qiuzi will revolt for sure! We have to make preparations for that!”

“And suppose it’s Cang Qiuzi who loses instead? Then we…” While third elder hesitated, second elder gave a cold laugh.

“Cang Qiuzi is cunning and crafty with hidden depths. His inner energy might have reached the late stage seventh level by now. Long Feiye found the sect leader for three days and three nights, but I suspect his master yielded to him. Just wait and see, there’s no way he’s Cang Qiuzi’s match.”

“But…” third elder was still hesitant. “Cang Qiuzi still can’t beat the sect leader and he’s lost all standing and reputation now. If we join hands with him, aren’t we…”

“How will the martial arts circles of the world accept Long Feiye now that he’s colluded with a Poison Sect descendant? Furthermore, the sect leader’s lost all face after both of his disciples got embroiled in scandals!” the second elder was filled with disadin. “Old Third, it’s always strength that has right to speak in the jianghu. What the world knows now are only rumors. The sect leader only locked up Duanmu Yao and didn’t deal with Cang Qiuzi or Han Yunxi. From what I’ve heard, the South Ning’s commander-in-chief’s estate won’t even acknowledge Han Yunxi’s status as Poison Sect heir! Can’t you tell? The loser today will have to shoulder the fall as scapegoat, while the winner take all without consequences!”

The third elder looked at the drawn swords on the plaza before muttering, “Wait a bit longer, let’s observe the situation for a bit…”

Granny You was sitting near the duo, but her eyes never left Long Feiye. She had debated with herself whether to climb the mountain peak last night, but ultimately stayed put. Still, she didn’t sleep all night, worried about Long Feiye after he left closed cultivation early.

Besides these three, the disciples of the two Depositories and Courtyards were all trying to guess and talk amongst themselves about the potential victor.

“Long Feiye, are you going to get lost?” Cang Qiuzi laughed loudly, purposely provoking him.

Long Feiye only narrowed his eyes into icy slits. “Cang Qiuzi, even if you scram off this stage today, your lordship won’t leave you an intact corpse!”