Chapter 167: Scouting Evil Dragon Abyss at night (1/2)

Chapter 167: Scouting Evil Dragon Abyss at night

Bai Yanhu died and the overall situation also settled down.

This sudden and unexpected internal strife quickly dissipated, and under the command of Ye Chuan, Cloud Mist Sect that suffered heavy losses quickly walked on the right path.

But the effect of this internal strife was profound and lasting.

Ye Chuan who had put down the internal strife quickly become a mainstay from merely nominal Big Disciple, grasping the real power. In order to make the sect walk on the right path again, Ye Chuan thoroughly incorporated his control over Cloud Mist Sect. With the help of Second Elder Nangong Ren, Ye Chuan promoted Fourth Elder and Fifth Elder who were bought by Bai Yanhu in name but were demoted in fact, and also promoted a large number of younger generation disciples. Needless to say extremely intelligent Zhu Sijia, and even fatty Zhao Dazhi were also flushed with success. Fatty not only became inner disciple fulfilling his wish, he was promoted to Alchemy Hall’s Steward by Ye Chuan, and his task was to help Zhu Sijia in leading Alchemy Hall. As for Protector Yang Tian Kuang, he received even more important position, he was recalled from Mountain Patrolling Hall and become the sect guardian.

After this internal strife, Ye Chuan thoroughly cleansed the inside and outside of Cloud Mist Sect. all the disloyal disciples were purged from the sect. People were naturally not reconciled to be a mere figurehead or purged, but confronting Ye Chuan who was very different from the past, they had to resign themselves to fate. Now, with the absence of Great Elder and the death of Third Elder, Ye Chuan was the foremost person not in the name only, but also in reality. Although his cultivation was not up to much, merely was Rank 2 Xiushi, but with Flame Devil and Horned Demon Na Gusi who were great expert of Daoist Master realm beside him, coupled with Heavenly Maiden, Tian Ku as well as Heavenly Yao Sect as his backer, he was like the sun at high noon.

In a short three days, there was not even a trace of internal strife, on the contrary, each disciple did his duty in all smiles, showing the symptom of reviving.

Late at night, when cold wind was blowing the earth, Ye Chuan climbed over the summit of Heavenly Dragon Peak, arriving at Evil Dragon Abyss. Under the bright and clear moonlight, looking at Evil Dragon Abyss seething with blood and qi, he became silent. He had a thought to jump down Evil Dragon Abyss to take a look at what was at the bottom under this dense bloody mist. He wanted to look at what secret was hiding here and also wanted to look for the corpse of Nan Tiandu. But, every time, when he was eager to jump down, Ye Chuan suppressed this impulse.

Every time, he stood at the edge of Evil Dragon Abyss, the space between his eyes would twitch nonstop, indicating this place was dangerous. And his instinct told him that if he jumped down without careful consideration, then he might be trapped for millions of years like in God Burial Valley or even his soul might be scattered.

After a good while, Ye Chuan sighed and stood motionlessly at the edge of Evil Dragon Abyss.

These past few days, he had been continuously sorting out the maters of the sect. Although he had grasped the power of the sect and a hope of revival could be seen, but thinking about this internal strife, he often felt heavy-hearted.

Second Elder Nangong Ren himself was optimistic and he spent his life as usual, but each time seeing only his half body, Zhu Sijia would always weep in sorrow, and Ye Chuan also felt rather unhappy. Although Protector Yang Tian Kuang was blind, but with a certain pill, he had a hope to recover. However, unlike him, Second Elder only had half the section of his body, and no matter what kind of pills he used, nothing could help him sprout another pair of legs. The only way that was left for him was to someday breakthrough to Sage realm and reconstruct the body.

The appearance of Second Elder Nangong Ren was sorry, but compared to Nan Tiandu, this was nothing.

Jumping down Evil Dragon Abyss was no different from dying. There was no possibility of coming out alive. Ever since ancient times, all disciples of Cloud Mist Sect knew this general knowledge.

Looking back, although the time Ye Chuan had come into contact with Nan Tiandu was not long, but in that brief contact, Nan Tiandu had left a deep impression on Ye Chuan. Still, he died young in age before reaching the great success in the cultivation of Heaven Shaking Nine Swords, truly was regrettable.

Late at night, all the mountain peaks within the sect was very quiet. Disciples were either cultivating or already had entered the dreamland.

A soft rustling sound suddenly came from behind Ye Chuan.

Ye Chuan turned around and saw a middle-aged man had appeared behind him without his knowledge. He was wearing a cyan colored robe and he was rather very thin. He had the demeanor of a transcendent being.