Chapter 1: The Banished Disciple(1)
Translator: TenghuiTing Editor: TenghuiTing
“Outer disciple Ye Chen breaks his elixir field and bears no relationship with cultivation anymore. From now on, he is banished from Zhengyang Sect, and never allowed to set his foot on Zhengyang Spirit Mountain in the rest of his life.”
In the great hall, the announcement was said in cold voice, as if it was read by God, and nobody could disobey his authority.
With the announcement echoing, pale-faced Ye Chen stood in the middle in the hall, and clenched his fists. Perhaps he exerted so much energy that his nails inserted into his palms and blood flew out.
Ye Chen’s elixir field broke, and he could not cultivate any longer.
The corner of Ye Chen’s mouth showed a shred of wrath, and his eyes were sorrowful.
He went down the mountain to help the sect fetch spirit medicine, but was ambushed by the master hand from the rivalry sect. Ye spent no effort to protect the medicine, narrowly escaped death and returned to the sect. Unfortunately, his elixir field was beaten broken, and he became a wasted man as result.
Unexpectedly, his loyalty was penniless in the eyes of the superior. They were impatient to drive him out of the sect, treating him as useless trash.
Someone in the hall saw Ye Chen stand still, saying in a bored tone, “Why are you not leaving?”
“Just leave! Your elixir field broke, is there any meaning for you to stay here? Zhengyang Sect never asks any wasted man to stay.”
“Having harbored you for three days, Zhengyang Sect has done all it can for you.”
Hearing the disdainful and harsh words in the hall, Ye Chen felt as though his heart was punctured by steel needles.
“The sect placed a chill in my heart!”
His hoarse voice showed a sense of furiousness. Ye Chen finally raised his stubborn face, looked up at the superior announcer, walked in weak steps and turned away silently.
Outside the great hall, stood Spirit Mountains and towering old trees. Spiritual energy and clouds permeated, and cranes sometimes flew across clouds. The tranquil place was truly a wonderland in the mortal realm.
Here was Zhengyang Sect, a cultivation sect situating in the southern Great Chu Empire.
However, all of these were lifeless in Ye Chens eyes. He could not help holding his body tightly and trembling.
“Just as what I say, he has been banished.”
The second Ye Chen came outside, some disciples pointed at him, some laughed at him and others sighed.
“What a pity for senior brother Ye to experience all these. He was nice to us before, how about seeing him off!”
“There is no need to do so. We are immortals, but he is nothing.”
“The present cannot be compared with the past.”
Hearing the mocks and sighs surrounding him, Ye Chen dropped his head. He wanted to utter something, but swallowed the words when he nearly spoke out, as if his throat was stuck by fishbone. Like a criminal to be paraded through streets, Ye Chen was abandoned by the whole world.
Exactly, he was not the former Ye Chen.
Now he was incapable of cultivating anymore, but a wasted man with a broken elixir field. His past pride vanished completely. Facing fickle humanity, he could do nothing but endured it silently.
Playful laughter came from ahead. A disciple in white with a folding fan in hand walked towards Ye Chen and looked at him banteringly. “Who is he? It is our senior brother Ye!”
Ye Chen raised his head slightly, and saw the coming person’s countenance from the space of his hair. With a pair of phoenix eyes, that fair-skinned person was handsome, but his light lips were mean.