Monarch of Time-Chapter 934 Altercation

Within the vast, unadorned white hall, two groups of Dao Kings were facing off against each other, causing the atmosphere inside the hall to quickly grow tense and oppressive.

The surrounding Dao Kings didn't even seem to have noticed Shun Long's appearance, seemingly fully invested in the altercation between the 2 groups.

Some of those Dao Kings had eager looks on their faces as if they couldn't wait for the 2 groups to start fighting, while others had looks of disdain, as if getting involved in something so crude like a fight was beneath them. And yet, everyone was still watching curiously waiting to see how things were going to end up.

At the same time, the first thing that Shun Long noticed in the white hall -other than the fact that it was practically identical to the previous hall back on the first floor- was the difference in the number of Dao Kings present. The 'resting area' on the first floor had a little more than a hundred Dao Kings gathered together, but this area on the second floor had around sixty people. Clearly, passing the second trial had been extremely difficult for the majority of Dao Kings on the first floor!

After taking in the layout of the vast chamber around him, Shun Long gradually turned his attention to the 2 opposing groups a few meters away from him, before a look of surprise finally covered his face.

Apparently, Shun Long was familiar with both of the people at the head of each group, causing him to frown for a moment, before eventually falling silent and observing everything from afar.

At the head of the first group, an old man with a thin build and almost no hair left on his head stood proudly, staring coldly at the young man opposite him.

The old man was clad in snow-white robes and had an air of authority around him, but even his composed appearance couldn't fully conceal his anger as he looked at the brown-haired young man in front of him and roared furiously

''Yang Hui, you ungrateful brat! How many years did my Holy sect nurture you for? How many resources did we invest in you? Whether it was alchemy pills, spirit stones, and even star-rank weapons and armor... we provided you with everything you asked for! And yet, even after entering the 'City of Immortals' you decide to follow the Bai family? You selfish brat!''

Shun Long only needed a glance to recognize the thin old man as Elder Zhi Xiuying from the Holy sect! Although Shun Long hadn't interacted with the old man more than a handful of times, he knew that Zhi Xiuying was the Elder of the sect responsible for the Administration Hall.

Standing behind him, Shun Long recognized a few more outer sect Elders as well, including Gao Zhenkang, the Elder responsible for the Assignment Hall, and a few others.

However, the most eye-catching figure was definitely the young man standing at the head of the second group, facing Elder Zhi! His blood-red pupils seemed to have turned into a triangular shape as he stared at Zhi Xiuying without any emotions, before the brown-haired man retorted coldly

''You invested in me? Who did? The sect? Old man, are you truly that shameless? What did the sect do for me while I was there? Alchemy pills? I obtained those using my sect points! Spirit stones? My Yang family provided me with those! My star-rank weapon and armor? I paid for them myself! What did the Holy sect do for me to demand my obedience? Don't kid yourself Elder Zhi, staying in the sect was merely a transactional issue for both of us.

As long as I needed to stay there, I abided by the sect's rules. I went out to complete my mission every couple of months just like every other disciple, and got rewarded for it. So tell me, oh wise Elder Zhi, why would I continue to stay in the Holy sect anymore, when the Bai family can provide me with better resources and better cultivation techniques, while they ask less from me at the same time?''

Listening to Yang Hui's reasoning, Shun Long merely shook his head as he looked at the former first place of the Martial Roll of Honor from the Holy sect.

Regardless of how much Elder Zhi tried to argue and rely on his emotions, Shun Long could only agree with Yang Hui's reasoning at the end of the day. The Holy sect wasn't a charitable institute and neither did it raise disciples with the intent to fight for its territory. If disciples wanted to remain within the sect, they had to leave every few months and complete their mandatory sect missions, otherwise, they would be expelled and would have their sect status revoked.

Additionally, everything in the sect was purchased using sect points instead of spirit stones, so there was no real way of avoiding completing the missions either. If one wanted to continue staying in the sect, if they wanted to obtain cultivation techniques, martial skills, or even spirit stones, they had to either exchange sect points for them, risking their lives in most missions, or they had to find some other way!

Of course, that wasn't to say that being a member of the sect didn't have any benefits whatsoever. For example, the higher one ranked in the 'Martial Roll of Honor' the more rewards they could obtain from the sect, so both Yang Hui's and Elder Zhi's words held some merit in the end.

However, Shun Long also understood that things weren't as simple as Zhi Xiuying and Yang Hui made them out to be either. He had already learned from the Grand Elder, that the inner politics of the sect were much more complicated than they appeared on the outside. Yang Hui's Yang family was a subsidiary power of the Holy sect, and yet their young master had suddenly sworn allegiance to a powerful family that could even suppress the Holy sect. How could things not turn complicated at this point?

Additionally, after joining the Bai family and staying with them for a few years, Yang Hui had already advanced to become a peak rank 9 Dao King, rivaling even these outer-court Elders in front of him. How could the Holy sect not feel alarmed by this?

A moment later however, a purple-robed young man behind Yang Hui took a step forward, appearing right next to him, before he stared at the Elders of the Holy sect and said coolly

''I wasn't planning to intervene and was going to let Yang Hui deal with you, but since you don't want to listen... you can just die.'' As his voice faded, the temperature of the entire hall dropped sharply, before a cold gust of wind whistled under the young man's feet.

A moment later, a vicious tornado of wind and ice enveloped the entire hall, shrouding every single Dao King in its cold embrace!

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