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Chapter 375: Chen Huaian Must Be a Top Disciple of Kunlun Immortal Palace!

Chapter 375: Chen Huaian Must Be a Top Disciple of Kunlun Immortal Palace!

The Tianfu District wasn’t all that big.

The person approaching was none other than the Wang Family’s eldest grandson—Wang Debiao.

He had qualified to use an Ascension Pillar during the Monster Hunting Tournament, and his strength had surged dramatically since.

That qualification had been granted to him by Chen Huaian.

On the surface, Wang Debiao claimed that this evened things out between him and Chen Huaian for the Wang family being swindled in the past.

But in truth, only someone who had experienced the power of the Ascension Pillar could understand what a massive favor he had received.

The money Chen Huaian had tricked from the Wang family was nothing in comparison!

Even if those Demon-Sealing Boxes had been nothing but poison-filled junk, it wouldn’t matter.

Because the Ascension Pillar didn’t just boost cultivation—it elevated one’s entire qualification as an Ascender, and even instilled a tailored cultivation path and suitable techniques directly into the mind.

It was basically a full-package, VIP-level cultivation plan.

With a clear path laid out, how could one not succeed on the Path to Immortality?

It was like crossing a river using a bridge versus fumbling blindly over slippery stones.

The risk of drowning or failure was drastically reduced.

So deep down, Wang Debiao had always been truly grateful that Chen Huaian had given him that opportunity.

“Who dared to bully my junior sister?!”

Wang Debiao had already seen Chen Huaian and Li Qingran—but immediately ruled them out.

Never mind Chen Huaian’s respectable strength, the girl beside him was reportedly his disciple and already at the Golden Core stage. How could those two possibly be bullying Ren Xiaozhao, a cultivation rookie?

No way. Absolutely impossible.

“Senior Brother, it was them!”

Still lying on the ground pretending to be injured, Ren Xiaozhao sprang up when she saw Wang Debiao arrive, pointing at Chen Huaian and Li Qingran. Her eyes brimmed with resentment.

“Senior Brother, look! They twisted my arm and broke it!”

“Who?” Wang Debiao followed her pointing finger—besides Chen Huaian and Li Qingran, there was no one else in that direction. Especially that ice-cold expression on Li Qingran’s face...

His heart gave a thump.

Don’t tell me it was them?

He looked again and confirmed it in Ren Xiaozhao’s gaze—yeah, it was them.

Then he noticed Chen Huaian looking at him with a half-smile.

The arrogance and bluster on Wang Debiao’s face instantly vanished.

“Governor Chen, long time no see.”

“It has been a while. Little Wang, you’ve changed a lot.” Chen Huaian gave Wang Debiao a once-over—back then, Wang Debiao had always dressed rough and rugged. Maybe it was the sect’s emphasis on image, but now he looked practically scholarly.

If this were ancient times, he’d be at least a provincial exam graduate.

Only his face was still a little dark.

“Joining a sect really does make a difference. You’ve got way more presence now.”

“Haha… Governor Chen, you’re too kind.”

Wang Debiao gave a dry laugh, then turned to glare coldly at Ren Xiaozhao.

“Junior Sister, I know Governor Chen personally. He would never do such a thing. Tell me exactly what happened—no lies, no cover-ups!”

Ren Xiaozhao looked at Wang Debiao in disbelief, like she was seeing a completely different person.

Last night, in bed, he had said something totally different.

He’d been all “baby this, baby that.”

Said he’d definitely take her on the flying vessel tomorrow for the Demon-Locking Tower operation.

Utterly obedient.

Of course, she had been... pretty obedient too—in every position.

But now? This guy just flipped a switch.

“Senior Brother, they bullied me! I didn’t do anything. They just picked on me because I was weak!” Ren Xiaozhao squeezed out two tears, her voice trembling with a sob. “Senior Brother, don’t you care about me anymore? You were so quick last night and I still—mmph!”

“Shut up!”

Wang Debiao hurriedly slapped a hand over her mouth.

He cared a lot about his image now.

The last thing he wanted was for her to start airing embarrassing bedroom details in public.

But Ren Xiaozhao wasn’t about to let it go.

Her emotions were in turmoil.

Regret over throwing away a watermelon for a sesame seed. Jealousy over seeing someone she once dumped now living a better life. Frustration that she wasn’t the one standing beside Chen Huaian…

All of it tangled into a mess that burst out in fury.

“What, did I commit some unforgivable crime? All I said was that girl looked like some hillbilly peasant! Was I wrong?!”

She flung Wang Debiao’s hand away and screamed:

“Wang Debiao, are you even a man?! D*mn it, last night you begged me to call you Daddy—and I did! Is this how you repay me?

My arm is dislocated, can’t you see that?

It f*cking hurts—don’t you care?

What do you have besides your strength, huh? What, five seconds?!”

Seeing her getting more outrageous by the second—

Wang Debiao simply slapped her across the face.

CRACK!

A few molars flew out.

Finally, peace and quiet returned to the world.

The other Ascenders from the Formless Sect clung together in fear, trembling at what just happened.

Ren Xiaozhao knelt on the ground, clutching her swollen, dented face, too stunned to speak.

That slap from Wang Debiao had been no joke.

He was early Golden Core, she was just Qi Refining—even a casual slap could’ve crushed her skull. That he held back at all was mercy.

“Apologies, Governor Chen. My junior sister had a bit too much to drink this morning—she’s not in her right mind.” Wang Debiao glanced menacingly at Ren Xiaozhao and forced a smile, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

It wasn’t that he feared Chen Huaian that much.

The real issue… was the girl beside him.

Somehow, her cultivation had risen to Mid Golden Core—right on the edge of Late stage.

He distinctly remembered that last time he saw her, she had barely reached Early Golden Core.

That kind of progress was terrifying…

Could she have used an Ascension Pillar too?

But access to those was strictly controlled. Only top sects like the Kunlun Immortal Palace had them. Could it be that… Chen Huaian and that girl were disciples of Kunlun?

At that thought, a chill ran down Wang Debiao’s spine.

“What’s all this noise?”

Wang Shouyi arrived, surrounded by a group of Ascenders.

The moment he saw Chen Huaian and Li Qingran, his stern expression softened into a sunny smile.

“Senior, apologies for the wait. My Lady, sorry to keep you waiting as well. All the invited Ascenders will arrive within the next half-hour. If you’re feeling bored, feel free to wander about—don’t worry if you’re late, I’ll hold the departure.”

Wang Debiao’s eyes widened. He felt a stone lodge in his throat.

Even Wang Shouyi is being so respectful to Chen Huaian?!

Confirmed.

Chen Huaian must be a disciple of the Kunlun Immortal Palace.

Even if his cultivation wasn’t above Wang Shouyi’s, his talent had to be. He was clearly a treasured elite of Kunlun.

Only Ascenders would understand:

Cultivation level was temporary. The major sects cared far more about talent.

Ren Xiaozhao, seeing Wang Shouyi’s attitude toward Chen Huaian and Li Qingran, finally realized something was off.

These two weren’t just with the Exorcist Division.

Their status was clearly on a whole other level.

She shrank back into the crowd, praying no one would notice her.

Hopefully, everyone would just forget about her like a fart in the wind.

But just as she tried to make herself invisible—

Wang Debiao suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her like a duck by the neck, and dragged her up.

“Senior Wang, it was her. She’s the one who called Governor Chen’s companion a country bumpkin.”

Wang Shouyi’s gaze turned icy as he looked at Ren Xiaozhao’s ashen face. He snorted, “And who is she?”

“She’s my junior sister.” Wang Debiao didn’t dare hide it, and confessed everything:

“Sigh… this is my failure as a senior. But honestly, a disrespectful junior like her—better off without her!”