Chapter 46: The picture shows the dagger
In the Lihuo Hall, the headmaster sat on a high seat in the hall, and the other elders sat on both sides of the steps.

There were also twenty or thirty core disciples standing behind the elders.

"Master, Mr. Chai has arrived!"

Chai Xin’s current status in the Lihuo Sect is a guest official.

"Put it in the palace."

The discussion in the hall suddenly stopped, and everyone looked towards the entrance. They saw Chai Xin carrying a magnificent golden throne into the hall, and their expressions were different.

Some are curious, some are disdainful, some are surprised, and some are indifferent.

"This is a regular meeting of our sect. How can you carry a chair into the hall?"

"Haha, just trying to attract attention."

"At such a young age, how can you be ranked as a guest official? What ability do you have?"

Many disciples were talking about this and looked at Chai Xin with unfriendly expressions.

After all, he looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he can be respected as a guest official. Everyone present is older than him, so it is inevitable that he feels dissatisfied.

A young disciple in his twenties stood at the bottom of the stairs, even in front of many elders, and his status was obviously not low.

"Chai Xin, why don't you kneel when you meet the headmaster?"

When he saw Chai Xin actually walked up to the steps, placed the throne on the ground and sat on it openly, he could not help but hold the sword at his waist and shouted coldly.

Not only him, but everyone else also had an ugly look on their faces.

"Oh? A guest official also has to kneel down?"

Chai Xin didn't even look at him, but looked at Zheng Keyong who was sitting not far away, and asked with a smile.

Zheng Keyong was no longer as gentle and friendly as before, and said indifferently: "Guests don't have to kneel down, but they should still be polite. And there are seats in the hall, how can you do it casually?"

"Forget it. Mr. Chai is new here, so it's understandable that he doesn't know the rules."

The leader of the Lihuo Sect finally spoke, his expression calm and indifferent, with no sign of joy or anger.

"Chai Keqing, if you want to join our sect and become a true elder, you must make contributions. Do you understand?"

"Of course I understand." Chai Xin nodded, with a smile on his face.

"According to the convention, you must defend yourself from the enemy and go through hardships before you can join our sect. However, considering your extraordinary talent and your rarity, I will exempt you from this requirement."

"Thank you very much, Master!" Chai Xin smiled and bowed.

"No need to thank me first!" Master Lihuo waved his hand, his tone lowered, "Although we don't have to fight to the death, we still have to make sacrifices, otherwise how can we convince others?"

Chai Xin smiled even more, knowing that the real show was about to begin.

"Master, you are wise!"

At this time, Zheng Keyong suddenly spoke.

"In my opinion, there is no need to ask Chai Keqing to look for any rare treasures. Just ask him to present the throne as a gift to Master. That way, everyone will be happy."

Chai Xin couldn't help but applaud the two of them for this duet.

"Well, what the Seventh Elder said is very good! Let's do it this way." The head of the Lihuo Sect closed his eyes slightly and nodded lightly.

"Chai Xin, why don't you offer up the throne?"

The young man with a sword standing at the bottom of the stairs shouted again, his face was very ugly. Obviously, Chai Xin's disregard just now made him very unhappy.

"Don't be ungrateful. Master has already shown you mercy!"

"Who are you? Why are you making so much noise?"

Chai Xin glanced at him and his smile gradually faded.

"I am the headmaster's eldest disciple, Lin Yuyuan, the chief disciple of our sect!"

Lin Yuyuan spoke in an arrogant tone, not taking Chai Xin seriously at all.

"So you are a junior... How can you have the right to speak when we elders are talking? If you are so rude, if it gets out, wouldn't outsiders laugh at you and think that the headmaster is a bad teacher!"

"You! How dare you! You are so arrogant at such a young age. I will teach you a lesson on behalf of our master!" Lin Yuyuan was furious and immediately drew his sword, which flashed with a green light and went straight to Chai Xin's chest.

"moron."

Chai Xin was too lazy to even stand up. He casually waved his sleeves, like flowing clouds and running water, elegant and ethereal.

"Snapped!"

Lin Yuyuan's sword was directly swept away, and he flew backwards until he hit the pillar behind him heavily, and then he stopped.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the smooth ground and was particularly glaring.

"How dare you... do such a cruel thing to me!"

"Chai Xin, you are so brave! How dare you be so presumptuous in front of the master!" Zheng Keyong suddenly flew out and at the same time sent out a black light, shooting towards Chai Xin.

"Brother Zheng, how come you change your attitude so quickly? A few days ago, weren't you calling me your good brother?"

Chai Xin laughed loudly and grabbed the black light with his backhand. When he looked closely, he found that it was an ebony flying sword, so he threw it back.

Zheng Keyong was horrified. He had never seen such a scene before.

After all, he was a cultivator in the other shore realm. How could the flying sword he unleashed when the other was caught off guard be easily caught and thrown back?

"boom!"

Unexpectedly, the ebony dagger pierced deeply into his chest and abdomen, sending him flying more than ten feet away, knocking down several people before he was stopped.

"How dare you, evil creature, to commit such a crime! How can we allow you to act so recklessly in the Lihuo Sect?"

"Such rebellious people must be severely punished, otherwise they will not only fail to achieve great things, but will become a great trouble!"

The two elders were shocked and angry when they saw this. Their hair and beards stood on end. They shouted angrily and released several rays of light to cut down from the air.

"Take him first, don't hurt his life."

A hint of suspicion flashed across the eyes of the Lihuo Sect's leader, but he still did not take action.

In his opinion, Chai Xin was just a cultivator from the other shore. Even if he had extraordinary talent, it was not worth his personal efforts. The reason why he ordered to capture him alive was to force him to tell about his inheritance, not because he was merciful.

However, the next scene completely exceeded his imagination and shocked everyone.

Faced with the joint attack of two elders who had reached perfection in the Other Shore Realm, he remained calm as always. He still did not stand up, but just swung out a pair of purple fists.

The incomparable physical strength, wrapped in the surging divine power in the sea of ​​​​wheels, crossed the void, causing the air to distort and making everyone change color.

"boom!"

All the light that was strangling Chai Xin was completely dispersed, and the two elders who surrounded him were also blown away, spurting blood and flying back!

With just one move, he defeated the two elders!
Such fighting power shocked everyone in the hall.

"Whose family are you from, and why are you looking for trouble with my Lihuo Sect?"

The leader of the Lihuo Sect finally couldn't sit still anymore. He slapped the armrest of the chair, flew down from the hall, and caught the two elders.

"I told you, I'm just a casual cultivator."

Chai Xin also stood up suddenly, grabbed the throne, kicked his legs hard on the ground, and rushed straight up like an ancient ferocious beast, carrying infinite power.

"Little beast!"

At this time, the leader of the Lihuo Sect was holding a person in each hand, and had no room to resist at all. Seeing this, his face turned pale, and he suddenly opened his mouth, spitting out a red divine light.

The red divine light swelled in the wind and instantly transformed into a cauldron as tall as a person, which collided with the throne in Chai Xin's hand.

　Chapter two arrives.

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