Ling Guihai said with shame, “Master, there is something you don’t know.”
“This woman is extremely strange, although she doesn’t know any spells, her physique is terrifyingly strong.”
“Even when she stood still, my sword couldn’t break through her defense.”
Hiss—
The many Great Elders who were unaware of the situation only now realized the extraordinariness of this Demon Emperor’s daughter.
Ling Guihai was at the Second Level of Core Formation and studied under the Myriad Swords Sect Master, cultivating the most lethal swordsmanship.
Even when he attacked with all his might, he couldn’t harm the Demon Emperor’s daughter?
Everyone then realized how dangerous this woman was.
If Jiang Fan hadn’t captured her, who among the elite disciples of all the sects present could escape her deadly hands?
The Myriad Swords Sect Master’s face changed repeatedly.
Still doubtful of Jiang Fan’s strength, he asked, “Then how did you capture this woman?”
He highly suspected that Jiang Fan had used some underhanded means.
Jiang Fan replied expressionlessly, “Of course, I captured her with my hands.”
“Could it have been with my mouth?”
The facts were right in front of him, yet the Myriad Swords Sect Master still held a prejudice.
He naturally stopped being polite.
“You…” the Myriad Swords Sect Master was enraged.
A mere junior disciple dared to defy him?
What angered him more was that he, as a Sect Master, couldn’t argue with a junior, but why was Ling Guihai standing beside him silently like a fool?
This was the time for him to come out and uphold his master’s dignity.
“Guihai, this junior brother saved the disciples of the Nine Sects, check if he is injured.”
“If he leaves with injuries, won’t people outside say that our Myriad Swords Sect doesn’t know how to treat guests?”
The Myriad Swords Sect Master voiced directly.
These words made several of the sects’ Great Elders frown.
Every martial artist has their secrets; forcibly inspecting one’s body without consent is seen as a provocation.
This is a basic tacit understanding among martial artists.
The Myriad Swords Sect Master wanted his disciple to force Jiang Fan to take action and give him a show of strength.
Ling Guihai shivered.
How could he dare to fight Jiang Fan?
Before Jiang Fan’s cultivation, he had not been his opponent and had been strongly suppressed.
Now, with his greatly increased cultivation, he was even less of a match.
He didn’t want to lose face in front of the Great Elders and elite disciples of the Nine Sects.
He quickly cupped his hands and said, “Reporting to Master.”
“I dare not.”
Dare not…?
The Myriad Swords Sect Master’s expression froze.
In front of the Great Elders and elite disciples of the Nine Sects.
His most proud disciple actually became a turtle hiding in its shell.
He couldn’t help but darken his face, “Say that again?”
Ling Guihai shrank his neck, his mouth full of bitterness.
Being scolded by his master was better than losing face greatly.
He cupped his hands again with a bitter face, “I have fought with this junior brother.”
“His strength is far above mine.”
“I am not qualified to inspect him.”
Uh—
This time, the few Great Elders couldn’t remain calm.
With eyes carrying a few degrees of surprise, they looked at Jiang Fan.
In the current world, which prodigy didn’t have a bit of arrogance?
It was rare to admit being inferior to someone.
Ling Guihai actually defied his master’s order just to admit his inferiority to this person.