The Fifth Summit’s Peak Master, Wang Li, looked at Luo Qifeng enviously.
This time, the Eighth Summit has really risen.
He could not figure out how an ordinary Peak Master like Luo Qifeng had picked up a prodigy like Shen Ran.
In the 300 years since he became the Peak Master, the Eighth and Ninth Summits had always been at the bottom.
They were the two weakest summits.
Sometimes, he was even weaker than Wan Ziling’s Ninth Summit.
The Ninth Summit was weak because Wan Ziling was only at the peak of the Marquis Realm.
After all, it was very difficult for a Peak Master who was only at the Marquis Realm to recruit talented disciples in the sect.
As for Luo Qifeng of the Eighth Summit, he was not weak and was already at the fifth level of the Emperor Realm.
For various reasons, the overall strength of the Eighth Summit’s disciples had always been poor.
Unexpectedly, he found Shen Ran this time.
“Sure enough, Old Luo is lucky.”
Wang Li, who was filled with envy, sighed in her heart.
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Promoted to Dao Seed?
After hearing this news, Luo Qifeng’s face turned red with excitement.
Our Eighth Summit is finally rising!!
The excited Luo Qifeng immediately pulled Shen Ran to the side and bowed respectfully toward the sea of clouds at the First Summit.
“Thank you, Patriarch!”
Standing above the sea of clouds, the hazy figure of Patriarch Xu Qingyun nodded.
Then he said to Ouyang Tianming, “After the sect tournament ended, come to my First Summit!”
Xu Qingyun’s calm voice made Ouyang Tianming panic
because he couldn’t tell if he was angry or happy.
He could only nod fearfully. “Yes! Patriarch!”
Seeing this, Xu Qingyun nodded.
A large cloud swept around him and engulfed him.
Soon, the First Summit regained its composure.
After seeing Patriarch Empyrean leave, Sect Master Ouyang Tianming heaved a sigh of relief.
He now looked like a drowning man who had been rescued.
His back was wet with a layer of cold sweat.
Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, Ouyang Tianming narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of killing intent.
He said coldly to the elders, “All Peak Masters, escort your disciples back to the mountain!
The other elders, come with me to capture those people from the Demon Cult who have escaped!!”
When the elders heard this, their eyes flashed and they instantly flew towards Ouyang Tianming from the platform.
“Yes! Sect Master!”
Luo Qifeng and the other Peak Masters waved their hands and swept up a large amount of spiritual light.
They escorted the disciples of the various peaks back to the mountains.
The center of attention of this tournament, Shen Ran, followed behind Luo Qifeng.
After returning to the Eighth Summit, seeing the pale Shen Ran with weak spiritual energy in his body, a green light flashed in Luo Qifeng’s palm and a small white porcelain bottle appeared.
“This is a Tier 4 elixir, the Spirit Recovery Pill. Take it to recover your spiritual energy first.”
Because Shen Ran had made him proud, Luo Qifeng did not feel sorry for parting with the pill.
After receiving the pill, Shen Ran cupped his fists at Luo Qifeng. “Thank you, Elder Luo.”
With that, he returned to his residence and began his seclusion.