System's Super Sect-Chapter 737 - 732, Wen Ping returns, Chen Xie feels at ease.

Chapter 737: 732, Wen Ping returns, Chen Xie feels at ease.

Inn.

Just as he stepped into the inn’s threshold with one foot, and was about to lift the other, a red pop-up window suddenly appeared before his eyes, leaving Wenping, who had just returned to the inn, somewhat dumbfounded.

[Tip: The Demon Race is currently experiencing unrest, with predictions that within ten days the unrest will escalate into turmoil!]

"What’s happening with the Demon Race?"

With that, Wenping opened the system interface.

The information bar for the Demon Race now had an additional hidden danger section compared to what he had seen in the Demon Realm.

[Tip: The Demon Race is currently experiencing unrest, with predictions that within ten days the unrest will escalate into turmoil!]

[Reason: The new Demon Emperor lacks prestige, leading to widespread disobedience among the demons.]

[Consequences of worsening: Demon Race split, internal chaos within the Demon Race, etc.]

As he watched, Wenping continued to walk inward.

"Sect Leader, you’re back." H Lan, standing by the door, quickly stepped aside to welcome Wenping.

Wenping merely nodded and replied with a simple "Hmm."

Then he quickly stepped upstairs.

After reaching the upper floor, he hurriedly found a chair to sit down and carefully reviewed the warning message that had popped up.

The recently subdued Demon Race was about to fall into chaos, and this was no small matter!

...

After watching the masked man remaining at Wenping’s room door for a while, H Lan, though puzzled, did not rush to investigate but instead turned and went to the third floor of the inn, pushing open the door to the room at the farthest end.

Cre-e-eak!

As soon as the door opened, H Lan announced into the room, "Senior Brother, the Sect Leader has finally returned."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man leaning against the window immediately turned around, overjoyed.

This was none other than Chen Xie.

Since the last time he met Wenping at the inn and was caught by Pei Wu, Pei Wu went back and exaggeratedly spread the news, leading to the already unfavorable rumors causing Chen Xie to completely lose trust within the Hundred Sects Alliance. Not only was his power naturally stripped away at once, but his home was also burnt to ashes the same night he went to the inn.

Clearly, the Hundred Sects Alliance wanted him dead.

Fortunately, with years of operating an information network, Chen Xie knew how to evade the pursuit of the Hundred Sects Alliance’s spies. Now hiding in the inn, though the Hundred Sects Alliance has yet to find him, more and more spies have been appearing on the streets. Even if those people were well-disguised, Chen Xie could recognize them at a glance.

Wenping, before leaving that day, said someone at the inn would protect him, yet he had been living in constant anxiety in the following days.

Now, with Wenping’s return, his heart could finally find peace.

Of course, in truth, he wasn’t overly concerned; he wasn’t terribly afraid of dying.

It was just that he had brought his family along, and they were innocent.

He now hoped to embark on a new era with the Immortal Sect, but if his wife and child got implicated, he would suffer for a lifetime.

Chen Xie’s eyes immediately turned to the beautiful woman sitting by the bed a dozen steps away, accompanied by a three or four-year-old child.

The beautiful woman was naturally Chen Xie’s wife.

That child was Chen Xie’s son.

Chen Xie said, "It’s alright now!"

The beautiful woman’s gaze still reflected unease, yet she said nothing, merely holding the child in her arms tightly.

This taut atmosphere had not escaped Chen Xie’s notice over the past few days.

Zi Ran, seated at the round table in the center of the room, stood up and said, "Since the Sect Leader is back, you and your family might as well come and see him."

"Pingping, follow Grandma." The beautiful woman quickly said.

Zi Ran squinted her eyes with a smile, embracing the child running over from the beautiful woman’s arms, her eyes radiating a thread of affection, looking at him just as if he were her own grandson.

Exiting the room, H Lan continued, "Master, after the Sect Leader returned, he appeared very serious. I feel something is likely up... Moreover... there’s someone who followed him, unwilling to show his true face, wearing a black mask."

"Unwilling to show his true face?" Zi Ran frowned, thinking secretly that it seemed the Sect Leader had experienced quite a few things on this trip.

Speaking thus, Zi Ran and the others proceeded toward Wenping’s room.

...

Back in his room, Wenping contemplated the not-so-detailed data before him.

The Demon Race had just been brought under control for a single day, and such trouble had already arisen.

Splits, internal chaos, these were very troublesome matters; if such issues arose, it would undoubtedly weaken the strength of the Demon Race.

Even though his Fame Level had not yet reached Level Five, his power wouldn’t increase just because of the strengthening of the Demon Race, but Wenping didn’t want to see a situation where the Demon Race fell into chaos and regressed.

Weighing the possibilities, Wenping still didn’t plan to head to Demon Emperor Lake.

Resolving the turmoil within the Demon Race was actually quite simple.

One could simply exploit hatred.

Wasn’t there a war ongoing with the Human Race at this time?

Huaikong could capitalize on this matter, significantly boosting his own prestige, possibly even establishing a grand and beneficent image for himself.

Because this was a time of uniting against an external enemy.

Aside from this, of course, there were other methods, including him visiting the Demon Race again.

However, Wenping thought it over: if he were to get involved in the Demon Race’s affairs right at the start, it would not only be a breach of the promise given to the Demon Race.

But it would also stifle Huaikong’s opportunity to learn from these challenges in the crib.

Leading a race isn’t easy, and without some setbacks, the Demon Race won’t grow.

If external forces intervened in the Demon Race, and Huaikong was unable to resolve them, he could still step in later.

To be honest, Wenping hadn’t even realized how much his mindset was shifting away from how it was before.

He had become more confident.

Actually, strength doesn’t mean confidence.

The strong are not necessarily confident.

If confidence is linked to strength, then perhaps only those who are constantly growing stronger can have confidence.

If it were before, he would rush to the Demon Race to eliminate this hidden danger.

Because he didn’t want any unexpected situations.

Afraid something might go wrong.

Afraid that once again things would slip out of his control.

But now, it’s different. He has become someone who can allow such hidden dangers to appear while feeling that their appearance is a good thing.

Closing the pop-up message before him, Wen Ping murmured to himself, "Huaikong, I hope you won’t disappoint this Sect Leader."

Just as he finished speaking, a voice broke his contemplation.

Thud thud!

Knocking sounds arose.

"Sect Leader, someone is looking for you." He Nian’s voice was heard.

Zi Ran’s voice came from outside the door, "Friend, how should I address you?"

He Nian asked, "Who are you?"

Zi Ran replied, "Immortal Sect Elder, Zi Ran! How should I address you, sir?"

"You don’t need to know my name." He Nian coldly responded.

Although he agreed to follow Wen Ping, it didn’t mean he needed to be polite to these Immortal Sect people.

With just these people’s strength, they wouldn’t even qualify to join his ranks on the battlefield.

Upon hearing his master being belittled, H Lan quickly stepped forward, "How can you speak like that?"

"Enough!"

Wen Ping opened the door, cast a cold glance over, and H Lan and others hurriedly bowed, fearing to incur Wen Ping’s anger.

Wen Ping continued, "He is a trusted Elder of the Immortal Sect, named He."

Upon hearing that this masked mysterious man was the new Elder, H Lan and others’ expressions immediately changed.

"Elder He! I am called H Lan."

"Elder He, I welcome you to join the Immortal Sect."

Everyone greeted quickly.

He Nian glanced at Wen Ping, reluctant to respond, but chose to nod.

Standing behind, Chen Xie stepped forward with his wife and child, slightly bowing to Wen Ping, "Chen Xie, with wife and child, greets Sect Leader Wen!"

Wen Ping smiled, "Good that you’ve come around... your child is quite handsome."

"The Sect Leader flatters us." Chen Xie responded with a smile.

Wen Ping reached out to pat the child’s head, smiling, "Not afraid of strangers, I like that! He looks like your wife, eyes like yours."

Chen Xie laughed, "With my looks... it’s lucky he takes after his mother, otherwise finding a wife in the future would be hard."

Chen Xie’s remark made everyone laugh heartily.

This scene fell into He Nian’s eyes, making him find it somewhat unbelievable.

He didn’t expect Wen Ping to be such an approachable person.

Equally surprising was how this Sect could have such an amiable Sect Leader?

At Heaven-Gazing Gorge, the strong should always be superiors, and the weak only deserve to look up. Two people from different worlds would generally not even meet, let alone laugh and talk like this.

Wen Ping is quite unique—this is what He Nian gradually discovered about another side of Wen Ping.

After chatting idly for a while, Chen Xie took his wife and child back to the room, and H Lan left as well, leaving only Zi Ran and He Nian.

As Wen Ping turned back to his room, he asked while walking, "Has the Demon Slaying Competition ended?"

The travel mission is complete, and Wen Ping does not want to stay in Vast City even for a moment.

He just wants to go back and build the Teleportation Gate, then wait to mine the White Crystal Ore of the Demon Race.

With White Crystal, developing the Sect would be as smooth as sailing with the tide.

Zi Ran walked in and responded, "It’s already over, Huai Ye and the others should be on their way back. Oh, Sect Leader, something major happened in the Hundred Sects Alliance, they continuously send strong individuals above the Divine Profound Realm into the Demon Realm, and none of them have come out yet."

Wen Ping said, "Ignore this matter, once Huai Ye and others are back, tell them to pack up, we return to Immortal Sect tomorrow morning."

As Wen Ping showed no interest in the Hundred Sects Alliance matter, Zi Ran did not pursue it further.

Zi Ran replied, "Yes!"

"By the way, are you leaving?"

"The Centenary Meeting isn’t over yet, I’d like to wait until it’s finished before returning to Immortal Sect."

"Alright, stay safe."

"Thank you for your concern, Sect Leader. Oh, Sect Leader, would you like to see the points ranking of the Demon Slaying Competition? These three kids shined remarkably this time, and due to their age, they are now widely known."

Wen Ping stood up, walked three or four steps to the door, gently pushed it open, paused for a few breaths at the door, then stepped out to lean on the railing.

"Tell me!"

Zi Ran took out the points ranking booklet from the Storage Ring, handed it over, and then said, "Lin Kewu, killed a demon comparable to the Divine Profound Realm, so he is currently second on the points board. Huai Ye, due to her Petrification Skill, along with Sword Control Skill, has also reached a high rank of 23. Considering their age, as far as I know, such high rankings have never been seen in the rookies’ battle at the Centenary Meeting."

"This is indeed a bit surprising to me."

Because even getting into the top hundred seemed difficult for them to Wen Ping.

After all, they are very young.

However, he didn’t expect those so-called geniuses from Heaven and Earth Lake to be this weak.

It wasn’t in vain that he generously gave out three modified Two-Vortex Vortex Maps!

Zi Ran smiled and continued, "And Qin Mo, surely you can’t guess his ranking either."

Wen Ping joked, "It should not be low. Although Qin Mo’s Apparition Skill is quite useless, a rather simple magic, with the special ability augmentation of the Vortex Map, his Vein Technique and Magic Realm should be very high, not comparable to those so-called geniuses in the new generation competition."

"The Sect Leader is correct. Qin Mo, this youngster, won a first place in the new generation competition solely with the strength of the Middle Profound Realm, which is higher than Lin Kewu. Moreover, he and Huai Ye are about the same age, both just in the Middle Profound Realm, and currently, he is hailed as the number one genius in Heaven and Earth Lake. However, there have been many doubts about him in Vast City these days, and even rumors of Immortal Sect disciples cheating, slandering the Immortal Sect, as if someone is deliberately spreading them. Because Qin Mo’s points were achieved in one day, many people believed those rumors." Zi Ran said, his expression turning somewhat serious. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Then let them continue slandering. It’s the same for us, not everyone will like you." Wen Ping was silent for a few seconds, then continued, "Once Huai Ye returns, head back to Immortal Sect. Zi Ran, you go prepare, and by the way, inquire about Bainian Xiang."