Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate - Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Formally Joining the Holy Land Chapter 135: Formally Joining the Holy Land A trace of delight, almost imperceptible, sparked in Jiang Chen’s eyes as he received confirmation from his System that his intervention had worked.

According to his calculations, if events unfolded as originally planned, Fang Yuan would certainly be caught in a tough situation.

The attitudes of Ji Mingxiu and the others towards him would likely worsen.

The nearby disciples would show increased contempt and disdain for him.

Yet, no actual punishment was expected to be given to him.

Following this, Fang Yuan was certain to sign up for the competition for the Holy Son’s position, once again sparking surprise among the crowd and intensifying their scorn for him.

After this event, there might be further hints and developments, allowing emotions to build progressively.

All this was orchestrated for Fang Yuan to capture the spotlight and make a statement.

Perhaps at this grand sect assembly, he would miraculously regain his cultivation ability, showcasing his skills modestly yet defiantly.

Then, on the day of the contest, he would continue to boast, emerge as an unexpected contender amidst disbelief, and put on a spectacular show in the intense battle for the title of Holy Son!

Therefore, with each twist and turn, the layers of grandstanding would steadily build the shock value.

Perceptions of Fang Yuan would undergo a dramatic shift, turning skeptics into admirers almost overnight!

The current situation was presumably the beginning of Fang Yuan’s plot to show off and prove his detractors wrong.

Jiang Chen’s strategy was to speak out early, aiming to prevent any scornful or derisive reactions from the crowd.

Even if later on Fang Yuan impressively regained his ability to cultivate, and consistently emerged as the triumphant underdog, Jiang Chen, who had spoken first, with his insightful foresight, had positioned himself as superior to Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan’s recurring comebacks would, to some extent, all underscore Jiang Chen’s remarkable foresight.

Everyone would exclaim, ‘Fang Yuan is indeed impressive, but in truth, Senior Brother Jiang Chen is even more extraordinary.’ Of course, this was all a series of speculations in Jiang Chen’s mind.

In his current predicament, although he had effectively countered one of Fang Yuan’s subplots and gained a slight advantage, he could only proceed cautiously, adapting to situations as they unfolded.

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With the issue of Fang Yuan’s late arrival resolved, Holy Lord Ji Mingxiu turned to a female disciple standing nearby holding a square wooden tray.

“Bring forth Jiang Chen’s disciple robe,” he commanded.

Without delay, the female disciple respectfully approached Ji Mingxiu and presented the distinctive robe for the Holy Lord’s disciple on the tray.

Lifting the exquisite garment from the wooden tray, Ji Mingxiu displayed a contented smile and beckoned to Jiang Chen, “Come, let me clothe you!” Jiang Chen immediately complied and approached Ji Mingxiu, allowing him to personally assist in donning the newly crafted robe.

The robe for the Holy Lord’s disciple was predominantly white, adorned with cloud motifs in a purple-gold hue.

It was intricate and luxurious, yet free from ostentation, exuding an air of supreme nobility.

Wearing this robe alone elevated the wearer’s status above all the disciples present and even some of the Elders.

After donning the robe, Jiang Chen first bowed respectfully towards Ji Mingxiu with his hands clasped in front of his chest, declaring, “Disciple offers homage to Master!” He then took three steps backward, performing the formal ceremony of recognizing a master, specific to the culture of this world.

“Well done!” Ji Mingxiu acknowledged with a beaming smile, nodding his approval.

He then turned his attention to the assembly of disciples, commanding authoritatively, “Why the delay?

Show your respect to your Senior Brother Jiang Chen!” Prompted by their Holy Lord, the assembled disciples immediately offered fist and palm salutes, chanting, “We pay our respects to Senior Brother Jiang Chen!” Their unified greeting surged forward like a mighty ocean wave, its resonance shaking the very heavens.

In response, Jiang Chen acknowledged the assembled disciples with a silent salute.

Meanwhile, from a secluded spot within the crowd, Fang Yuan also paid his respects to Jiang Chen, but he felt a persistent unease.

‘Jiang Chen…’ Fang Yuan mused.

‘Something about him makes me uneasy.

I need to focus on improving myself to understand why his presence bothers me so much.’ ‘Soon, I’ll be in his position, attracting the attention of even larger crowds,’ he silently promised himself, determination sparking in his eyes.

From being celebrated at the peak to falling into obscurity, ignored and dismissed by many, Fang Yuan was compelled to prove his worth.

This drive is typical of a talented young person-a natural reaction.

While Fang Yuan was deep in thought, the crowd erupted in cheers for their Senior Brother Jiang Chen, showing him their respect.

Thus, Jiang Chen’s role as a disciple of the Purple Heaven Holy Lord was firmly established within the confines of Purple Heaven Holy Land.

But it was only a matter of time before his reputation would be recognized by all the powers throughout the entire Everflowing Truth Domain!

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With the first item on the agenda of the grand sect assembly addressed, Holy Lord Ji Mingxiu stepped forward.

He signaled for silence with a gesture and announced, “We now move to the second announcement.

After careful deliberation, the sect has decided to hold the contest for the Holy Son’s title in two months, to select the representative Holy Son of this generation!” He added, “Only core disciples or higher, who are not older than twenty-five years, are eligible to register.” At the announcement, excitement ignited in the eyes of many in the crowd.

‘The contest for the Holy Son’s title is finally set!’ one disciple thought eagerly.

‘In two months’ time, huh?’ another mused internally.

‘There’s still time to improve!’ ‘I need to reach a higher realm within these two months, to ensure a better ranking.’ ‘As for the role of the Holy Son, it’s not something I dare dream of-it’s clearly meant for Senior Brother Jiang Chen.

If I could just lessen the gap with him, I’d be happy.’ ‘Senior Brother Jiang Chen is incredibly strong, yet I still want to compete for the Holy Son’s title!’ A variety of thoughts raced through the minds of the disciples eligible to register.

Only a very few of them had the audacity to challenge Jiang Chen.

For most, the title of Holy Son seemed out of reach.

To them, the contest for the Holy Son’s title represented a chance to showcase their abilities, and it held tremendous importance.

Such large-scale events were rare!

Despite the abundance of immensely talented disciples, opportunities like this rarely came before they reached the age of twenty-five.

If one demonstrated exceptional skill during this grand event, they would inevitably catch the attention of many powerful figures.

This recognition would greatly enhance their fame.

At its core, prestige and wealth are often closely connected!

The better one performs at this event, the greater the benefits they could gain in the future, making their path forward smoother.

Just then, Holy Lord Ji Mingxiu, who had paused to let his words resonate, surveyed the crowd and, nodding with a serious expression, announced, “Now, disciples ready to participate in the contest for the Holy Son’s title may proceed to register.” “I intend to compete for the position of the Holy Son,” Jiang Chen was the first to express his respect to Ji Mingxiu by declaring his intention.

“Haha,” Ji Mingxiu let out a hearty laugh, responding approvingly, “Excellent!

Make a record!” He instructed an Elder responsible for documentation to take note of this.

This event would be permanently recorded in the chronicles of the Purple Heaven Holy Land, and the person assigned this responsibility would undoubtedly hold considerable prestige.

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