Chapter 824 Chief Pavilion Master Selection (2/2)

He hadn’t quite mastered the Devil Sweeping Sword Orb, let alone the other high-grade Heaven Genesis techniques that he hadn’t had time to practice.

One day, when he merged the seven arts, it should be a true Saint Genesis art, which would be far superior to a little Saint Genesis technique.

At the highest point, Chi Jing’s burgundy hair flowed lightly in the wind, and her gaze flickered toward Zhou Yuan. The two gazes met, and they both smiled as though they understood each other’s mind.

Chi Jing ran her eyes across the entire audience, and her voice rang out: “Everyone, practice hard for the chief pavilion master battle in four months. “Compared to today, it will be a major event for my Tianyuan Region.”

“We will follow Lady Chi Jing’s words.”

Countless people bowed respectfully.

Chi Jing nodded. She knew it wasn’t good to show Zhou Yuan too much attention in public. After all, given her identity, even if Zhou Yuan had become the Wind Pavilion’s pavilion master, the gap in status between them was still huge. So, with the wave of his hand, her slender body blurred and quickly vanished.

When Chi Jing left, the figure of sect master Xuan Kun also faded away, but before he disappeared, he seemed to cast a glance in Zhou Yuan’s direction.

Following the departure of the two grand elders, the pressure that shrouded the world also dissipated, and countless people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yi Qiushui looked at Zhou Yuan and teased, “Pavilion master Zhou Yuan, you have won today. Do you plan on treating your brothers to a feast?”

Zhou Yuan glanced at the surrounding members of the Wind Pavilion who were looking at him eagerly. He knew that Yi Qiushui was suggesting that this was the best time to win people’s hearts, so he didn’t refuse and nodded with a smile. “Tonight at Wind Restaurant, we won’t return without getting drunk.”

Upon hearing his words, the members of the Wind Pavilion cheered, and the atmosphere turned warm and joyous.

But that was when a figure came over. It was one of the deputy pavilion masters of the Fire Pavilion, Wang Chen.

Ye Bingling frowned and said, “Is there something wrong, deputy pavilion master Wang Chen?”

Wang Chen remained expressionless, then gave a cupped first salute to Zhou Yuan and smiled insincerely. “Congratulations to pavilion master Zhou Yuan.”

It was clear that he was extremely unhappy. After all, he had previously looked at Zhou Yuan condescendingly, but now, Zhou Yuan’s status was much higher than his own.

“I came here to inform pavilion master Zhou Yuan that since the Wind Pavilion now has a pavilion master, I hope that you won’t be absent from the four pavilion conference in three days. After all, the pavilion master conference has always been hosted by our pavilion master, Lu Xiao,” Wang Chen said indifferently.

There was a hint of arrogance in his tone of voice, and in Wang Chen’s view, there was still a huge gap in strength between Zhou Yuan and Lu Xiao.

Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes. “Four pavilions masters conference? As far as I know, this should be presided over by the chief pavilion master?”

Lu Xiao really wasn’t polite. He was clearly just the pavilion master of the Fire Pavilion but had stretched his hand so far.

The corners of Wang Chen’s mouth slightly tugged upward in a sneer. “Is there a difference? It’s going to happen sooner or later.

“I have delivered the message, so farewell.”

When his voice faded, he turned and left.

“The Fire Pavilion is too arrogant.”

“They consider everyone else beneath them!”

Many other members of the Wind Pavilion were all a little unhappy when they saw Wang Chen being rude to Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan calmly waved his hand. “Don’t let a fly ruin the good mood. Let’s go celebrate.”

When the crowd cheered again, he narrowed his eyes in the direction Wang Chen left.