Chapter 1: Whose Scenery is Whose!

  Mo Qing's palm was a palm technique, actually Yun Jing Zong's "Yun Jing Palm Seal", which was much stronger than an ordinary true energy-infused palm. This time, it came suddenly, and one palm collided with Ye Xuan's palm!

  Hiss...

  After the true energy surged past, Ye Xuan and Mo Qing's bodies both retreated violently.

  When the wind and waves have calmed down, everything has stabilized.

  Clashing of two palms.

  Ye Xuan retreated dozens of feet, while Mo Qing retreated three feet.

  The outcome was already decided, Ye Xuan's first encounter ended in defeat.

  "What a formidable palm! If I were to deal with him, without unlocking the second lock and using my left-handed Shadow Instant Kill Sword Technique, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had a chance to win against him!" Ye Xuan thought to himself.

  He just opened the first lock, and Xiping Sword was dealing with Mozhi. A hasty palm, naturally not Mo Light's opponent!

  He retreated three feet back, also standing with his hands behind him, narrowing his eyes to look at the young man in front of him. He looked calm and composed on the surface, but inside he was stirred up like a stormy sea!

  "This kid..."

  "That's amazing!!"

  "One move to take down my son, and in the brief moment of reaction, he can still catch up with this palm. Although he lost a trick, at such a young age, he can achieve this step without being surprised or moved, which is a great threat. This young man is absolutely a great threat!" Mo Qian thought to himself.

  "Master of the Pond!"

  "Master of the Pond!"

  At this moment, the female cultivators of the Hundred Flowers Pond stood up one after another, and a series of urgent voices sounded. They all jumped up and ran to Ye Xuan's side, looking at him with their eyes, wanting to see if he was injured in the instant when he fought Mo Qian.

  "Master Chi, are you alright?!" Ying Wu also grabbed Ye Xuan's arm and looked him up and down, her eyes shining with tears as she said: "Master Chi, there was no need for you to put yourself in danger to save me!"

  "Master of the pool, are you alright?!"

  Many elderly people also came to pay their respects.

  Ye Xuan's heart warmed up.

  "It's nothing!" Ye Xuan said with a smile.

  Whether it was Yun Jingzong or the people of Tianxuan Gate, they all secretly envied Ye Xuan. Where else could a sect leader just lose some face and have a large group of beautiful female cultivators come to comfort him? If he were injured, wouldn't that be even more unbearable?

  "Baihua Pond's master, you're breaking the rules like this, isn't that bad?! In a fight to the death, it was agreed from the start, but you've clearly broken the ancestral rules passed down!" Mo Qing said coldly with his hands behind his back.

  Ye Xuan gave Mo Qing a cold glance.

  He took another glance at the English dance, and then said in a low voice: "In my eyes, there are only my disciples from Baifa Pond. As for your rules, they're worthless to me. When it comes to the lives of my Baifa Pond disciples, they're not even worth a fart!"

  As soon as these words fell, the female cultivators in the Hundred Flowers Pond suddenly felt as if they had entered a warm current in their hearts.

  When his eyes turned back to Ye Xuan, he couldn't help but feel a lot more moved.

  Not in vain...

  They were so worried about Ye Xuan.

  "Master Chi, you..." Ying Wu finally couldn't hold back her tears and said with a sob: "Master Chi, you're so good!"

  One sentence is really good, it expresses her current mind.

  It also expressed what all female cultivators wanted to say.

  "This battle, we admit defeat!" Ye Xuan said in a low voice.

  Mo lightly shook his head and said in a cold voice, "Baohua Pond's master, don't you understand yet? If you admit defeat now, the next battle will concern the lives of your disciples. Do you still want to take action?"

  "If the next battle still concerns the lives of my disciples in the pool, I will take action!" Ye Xuan said coldly.

  "If that's the case, why don't you just admit defeat every time and give up your rights?" Mo Qing laughed loudly with his hands behind his back.

  Immediately afterwards, all the monks of Yun Jing Zong also burst out laughing.

  "This Lotus Pond's master is not simple!"

  The master of Tianxuan Gate smiled slightly.

  "What is the master talking about?" An elder disagreed, saying: "He did this, obviously to greatly damage the reputation of Baifa Pond. Although he saved his own disciple's life, from now on, Baifa Pond will become a laughing stock for Qingfeng Mountain and other sects!"

  "Not at all! Not at all!"

  The master of the Tianxuan Gate said, "This Hundred Flowers Pool is a straightforward person and a good pool owner. A good pool owner must not only consider the future of his own family's power but also think about the present!"

  ……

  At the same time.

  "Am I admitting defeat again?"

  Ye Xuan stared at Mo Qing and said: "In that case, I'll forfeit this match for my disciple!"

  "Abdication?"

  "Abdication?"

  Whether it was Xiao Chui or the group of elders from Baihua Pond, as well as Yun Jingzong and the people from Tianxuan Gate, they all had a change in their expressions.

  They never thought that Ye Xuan would say such a thing.

  It's a well-known fact that the three forces have been at war for generations, and it's an unspoken rule that losing isn't shameful, but forfeiting is a huge taboo. If word gets out, who knows how many people will be laughing stocks?

  Fleeing without a fight is not an honorable thing to begin with, let alone for a powerful force!

  "Master of the Pond, think thrice!" an elder suddenly exclaimed loudly: "This concerns the reputation of my Hundred Flowers Pond!"

  "Honor?"

  Ye Xuan said: "This battle we can't win, for fame, even our lives are not wanted?"

  The old man fell silent.

  In the past when fighting against other two forces, how could there be no casualties?

  The disciples who were killed or injured were not in the minority.

  But what can be done about it?

  For the sake of Baihua Pond's reputation, it is normal to sacrifice some disciples.

  Xiao Xiao's eyes looked at Ye Xuan, although she knew that Ye Xuan was right in doing so, but the reputation of Baihua Pond concerned the future of Baihua Pond. If someone knew that Baihua Pond had fought with others and retreated without a fight, which cultivator would still join them in the future?

  Can't help but think about the future.

  But...

  She was still very happy when she heard Ye Xuan's words.

  When the fame of his power and his disciples were placed before him to choose, he chose the latter without hesitation. Such a master, where can you find another one?

  "Haha, Master of the Hundred Flowers Pond, are you sure you want to give up and abandon the reputation of the Hundred Flowers Pond?" Mo Qian asked.

  "Abdication?"

  Ye Xuan said in a deep voice: "My disciple is going to give up his right to fight me, but that doesn't mean I don't care about the reputation of Baifa Pond!"

  Don't frown slightly, he didn't know what Ye Xuan meant by this.

  Ye Xuan circulated the true energy within his body and said, "My disciple from Ba Hua Chi is fighting against your disciple from Yun Jing Zong. My disciple acknowledges defeat and yields. However... this doesn't mean that I, the master of Ba Hua Chi, am inferior to you, the master of Yun Jing Zong. How about we have a match?"

  The words fell.

  In an instant, shocking the entire audience.

  Quiet!

  A silence so quiet that even a falling silver needle can be heard clearly!

  "Master of the Pond, you!!" an elder cried out anxiously.

  Xiao Xiao also hastily advised: "Master Chi's younger brother, you can't be impulsive, the reputation of my Hundred Flowers Pond is small, but your life is more important!"

  "It doesn't matter!"

  Ye Xuan shook his head.

  He dares to say such a thing, and he must have some confidence in it. If he didn't have any confidence, wouldn't saying such a thing be self-deprecating? As for fighting against Yun Jing's master, this is no small matter. One careless move, and his life would be lost, which isn't something rare or unusual!

  "Hahaha!"

  He burst out laughing suddenly.

  The next moment, his eyes turned to Ye Xuan and said: "Master of the Hundred Flowers Pool, I think you are still young, and your strength is only in the early stages of solidification. I can give you another chance. If you abandon your rights now, it's fine, and the Hundred Flowers Pool can leave now! If you challenge me, isn't that a bit too naive?"

  Xiao Tiao and a group of elders all furrowed their brows.

  This Mo Qing is simply following Ye Xuan's words and forcing Baitianchi into a desperate situation.

  If Baihua Pond really abandons all its masters and disciples' battles, what reputation will it have left?

  Ye Xuan took a step forward and said slowly: "Since I said that sentence just now, I never intended to give up!"

  "Good, good, good!" Mo Qing said three "good"s in a row, then continued: "I won't bully the weak either. If you can really win against me, I'll spread the news of your victory as the new master of Baifa Pond throughout Feijiang County! However... don't be too arrogant just because you're young!"

  In the end, his mouth corners drew out an interesting smile.

  Before, if Luo Xian had won against him, it wouldn't have been a big deal, after all Luo Xian was an older generation figure. But now that a newer generation figure has beaten him, that's a different story!

  But...

  He's not even afraid of Luo Xin, let alone this insignificant little kid!

  He's definitely going to win!

  But what he didn't know was that Ye Xuan had been planning his move since the time he saved Ying Wu, preparing to use Mo Qing as a stepping stone to enhance the reputation of the Hundred Flowers Pond.

  He is gambling.

  If this matter is made public.

  His reputation as a pool master will spread!

  If he loses, the reputation of Baihua Pond will plummet.

  Two extremes!

  "Hundred Flowers Pond Master!" Mo Qing waved his sleeve and stood on the spiritual platform, saying: "Please!"

  "Please!"

  Ye Xuan's expression also turned serious.