"Senior Sister Chu Ting might not know, but they have superior numbers and formidable strength. A few of us are no match for them!" one of them stated frankly, "If it truly comes to a fight, we fear we wouldn't make it back."
"When has Qingyun Sect ever endured such humiliation!"
Long Yi said coldly, "I'll accompany you there!"
"That might not be wise!" Li Ziming shook his head, "They have several Great Spirit Masters whose strength surpasses ours. If we go like this, we'll only be beaten and further disgraced."
"Qingyun Sect, gather your forces! I'd like to see which elder's personal disciple dares to be so disrespectful!"
Lu Fan's expression was icy, carrying a chilling glint. Now that he was a third-grade alchemist, he felt quite confident even facing the Dean of Beihai Academy.
In the outside world, a third-grade alchemist held a more esteemed status than a Spirit King realm expert. Lu Fan had never doubted this fact.
Seeing Lu Fan stepping forward, Li Ziming was overjoyed. He knew that only Lu Fan could resolve this matter and felt even more fortunate that he had joined Qingyun Sect. Su Dan Novel Network
"Sect Master, perhaps you should reconsider?" Han Feng spoke, "Some matters might not be as simple as they seem. That person is a personal disciple of an elder, meaning they have an elder backing them, while we do not."
"It matters not!" Lu Fan's expression was indifferent. "We are going to reason with him, not to truly fight. If he is willing to apologize, then all is well. If he refuses to apologize, then he will pay the price. The people of Qingyun Sect are not easily bullied!"
With these words, the crowd was instantly filled with renewed vigor.
Not long after, the disciples of Qingyun Sect marched towards the Cultivation Pavilion, appearing imposing. Even the newly joined disciples exuded an overwhelming aura.
Within Beihai Academy, many exchanged glances, unsure of what had transpired. However, they could clearly sense that the Qingyun Sect contingent was not here for pleasantries.
Inside the Cultivation Pavilion, Wan Hai wore a smug expression. "If you hadn't stopped me earlier, I would have crippled those few people. How dare a few freshmen act so arrogantly in Beihai Academy? They truly don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"
"Senior Brother Wan is truly formidable. We clearly saw your skills just now."
Many disciples beside him chimed in, their expressions deferential, like fawning sycophants.
Wan Hai was quite pleased and began to speak to himself.
However, at that moment, a man ran over. "Senior Brother Wan, something bad has happened! A large group from Qingyun Sect has arrived and is heading towards the Cultivation Pavilion. It's likely because of what happened earlier."
"They have quite the nerve!" Wan Hai's expression turned cold. "I didn't go looking for trouble with him, yet he comes looking for me."
"They are too presumptuous! Senior Brother Wan is the personal disciple of the Seventh Elder. Who in Beihai Academy doesn't know that the Seventh Elder is fiercely protective of his own?"
Several men spoke up, with a hint of schadenfreude. They were eager to see what Qingyun Sect was all about, to possess such an imposing presence.
Not long after, Lu Fan and the others arrived at the Cultivation Pavilion. He cast his gaze upon the many disciples within and declared, "Today's matter concerns Qingyun Sect. All irrelevant personnel, leave the Cultivation Pavilion!"
The people present exchanged glances but paid no heed to Lu Fan. He was merely a freshman, and even with some connection to Senior Sister Bi Yao, he couldn't easily lord over them.
"Quite the arrogant tone!"
Wan Hai said coldly, "How dare you speak such words? Who do you think you are?"
"Did you lay your hands on them?" Lu Fan looked at Wan Hai, his gaze sharpening. "It was merely a verbal dispute, and you struck them so heavily. Isn't that going too far?"
"It was already quite considerate to deal with a few freshmen like you. What more do you want?" Wan Hai said coldly. "Don't talk about a few of you. Even if a few more groups came, what could you possibly do to me?"
Facing these words, Lu Fan's face turned ashen. He could never have imagined that these people would be so arrogant, completely disregarding freshmen as people.
"I'll say it again. Everyone inside the Cultivation Pavilion is unrelated to this matter. Everyone, get out!"
Lu Fan said coldly, "Qingyun Sect does not wish to harm innocent bystanders."
Seeing that the situation was not good, a few men hastily stepped out of the Cultivation Pavilion, not wanting to be caught in this storm.
Suddenly, many others also began to move towards the exit of the Cultivation Pavilion. They were well aware that Lu Fan possessed some strength, commanded the freshmen, and had a close relationship with a necessary senior sister. They dared not offend Lu Fan.
After all, they were not personal disciples of any elder, nor had they joined any sect. They were merely alone. Even if Qingyun Sect was powerful, dealing with them would be easy.
Once the men had left, Lu Fan looked at Wan Hai. "If you are willing to apologize for this matter, Qingyun Sect will let bygones be bygones. But if you are truly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth and insist on being an enemy of Qingyun Sect, Qingyun Sect will certainly accommodate you!"
"Quite the bold words. Even if you have superior numbers, do you dare to lay a hand on me?"
Wan Hai's expression was icy. "Perhaps you don't know yet! I am the personal disciple of the Seventh Elder, and a Great Spirit Master. With your mere amateur skills, do you dare to act so presumptuously before me?"
"This brat is too arrogant!" Long Yi exclaimed, "I truly can't stand it!"
As soon as the words fell, Long Yi transformed into an afterimage and lunged towards Wan Hai.
Wan Hai dodged and retreated sharply, his expression becoming serious. Although he was a Great Spirit Master, he was a product of elixirs. His talent was not strong. If not for an elder being his master, he would not have held such a status.
However, Long Yi was ultimately not a Great Spirit Master. After a few exchanges, he fell into a disadvantage. Seeing the situation turn unfavorable, Lu Fan stepped forward abruptly and kicked Wan Hai flying.
Wan Hai felt a sharp pain in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning extremely pale.
The onlookers, witnessing this scene, showed signs of panic. They had not expected Lu Fan to be so forceful, not even sparing Wan Hai a glance.
"You dare to lay hands on me!"
Wan Hai glared fiercely at Lu Fan. "If my master finds out about this, he will not let you off easily."
"I've already made myself clear. You shouldn't have acted this way!" Lu Fan said coldly. "If you apologize now, it might still be timely. Otherwise, you might not be able to leave the Cultivation Pavilion alive."
"You want to kill me?" Wan Hai sneered. "You can try. I'll be waiting!"
Lu Fan's eyes instantly turned sharp. He had never encountered someone so intent on courting death. Perhaps he was emboldened by his backing.