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\'He came right on time.\'

Ye Tian Yun thought as he headed followed the guard to the Guest Hall.

\'Thinks will be easy with Jun Xie at my side.\'

The Guest Hall of the Fang Clan was situated in the southern part of the clan area.

It wasn\'t very far away from Fang Chen\'s room.

Ye Tian Yun entered the room and took a seat while the guard went outside to bring Jun Xie and Wu Qingwu.

\'I wonder if this guy\'s cultivation increased?\'

Jun Xie was somewhere in the Third or Fourth Qi Stabilization Realm when he last encountered him.

The cultivation gap between the two has become huge now.

\'But his talent comes in terms of Alchemy. That\'s what I am more curious about. I hope he has progressed a bit.\'

In alchemy, there were Nine Grades, and each grade had four tiers - early, middle, last, peak.

\'Jun Xie was a Second Grade Early Tier Alchemist if I am not wrong….\'

Ye Tian Yun thought.

Just then, a faint sound of footsteps entered his ears, and he turned his head towards the door.

Someone moved the curtains, and a young man and woman entered the room.

\'Hm? Him?\'

Ye Tian Yun\'s smile faltered as he found the guest was not the person he was expecting.

"How are you, Brother Fang?" The young woman beside the young man asked.

"Hm? Ah, yes, welcome guys, have a seat," Ye Tian Yun gestured at the two.

The young woman slightly nodded and then guided the young man to the seat. She, too, took a seat beside him.

Ye Tian Yun was confused by this.

"What happened to him? Why is he so… silent?" He asked.

The young woman pursed her lips and lowered her gaze, "Something very bad happened."

"Hm? What happened, Sister Bai?" Ye Tian Yun asked.

"Brother Xiang\'s clan… is no more?"

"What!?" Ye Tian Yun stood up in shock, "How is that possible?" 

The young man and woman in front of him were precisely Zheng Xiang and Bai Qing\'er.

"What happened, Brother Zheng?" Ye Tian Yun gleaned at Zheng Xiang.

Zheng Xiang sat motionless, without a word.

"He\'s… lost." Bai Qing\'er replied.

Her eyes got moistened as he spoke, "Everyone in the Zheng Clan was tortured to death by a very powerful enemy. Only those who were not in the Silver Mist City survived. Like the disciples of the Zheng Clan in the Gracious Sword Sect."

"What…" Ye Tian Yun was confused and stumped, "Who… who was this enemy?"

"We don\'t know." Bai Qing\'er shook her head, "But we have suspicion on someone."

"Who?" Ye Tian Yun narrowed his eyes.

In his time at the Silver Mist City, he had removed the rival clans of Zheng Clan and even orchestrated the death of the hidden enemies. Why would Zheng Clan still get wiped out even then?

\'Did the people of Devil Sect blamed the Zheng Clan?\'

Ye Tian Yun pursed his lips.

However, Bai Qing\'er\'s reply sent him into another bout with confusion.

"It was the Heavenly Oracle Sect."

"The what?" Ye Tian Yun asked again, thinking he heard it wrong.

"The Heavenly Oracle Sect." This time Zheng Xiang spoke.

"Wh… why would they kill your clansmen?" Ye Tian Yun frowned.

He had never heard of any enmity between the Heavenly Oracle Sect and the Zheng Clan.

"About three months ago, something big happened in Silver Mist City. Zheng Clan was also situated in that city." Bai Qing\'er began to explain.

"It was rumored that a Sword Saint made an appearance, and there was a huge fight between Peak Core Formation Realm experts. Half of the Silver Mist City was destroyed, killing thousands of people in an instant."

"One of the three big clans - the Ao Ba Clan - was the epicenter of this fight. However, the Zheng Clan wasn\'t harmed in this event."

"They were lucky that they lived in the other half of the City, thus unknowingly saving themselves from the harm."

"I am sure you would have heard of this event too, Brother Fang."

Ye Tian Yun nodded.

He was one of the causes of the event.

"What happened to the Zheng Clan?" Ye Tian Yun asked again.

"I am getting there," Bai Qing\'er nodded her head, "After about a week or so, once things began to settle down, a powerful group of cultivators came to the Silver Mist City."

"These people were inquiring about a disciple who had lost his life in the Silver Mist City incident."

"Do you know who that disciple was?" Bai Qing\'er clenched her fists.

"Who…?" Ye Tian Yun\'s eye twitched as a name appeared in his mind.

\'Qin Wentian.\'

"Qin Wentian." Bai Qing\'er gritted her teeth, "This was the same guy who visited the Gracious Sword Sect before going to the Silver Mist City. We all know that he is from the Heavenly oracle Sect."

"So, those powerful cultivators asked about him, and then they went to the most powerful clan in the city - the Zheng Clan."

"One thing led to another, and witnesses said that when those powerful cultivators came out, the Zheng Clan was in ruins, and no one in the clan survived."

"Brother Xiang got the news about three days after you had left. He was unstable, so I rushed with him and his clansmen to the Silver Mist City."

"And when he reached the place, the Zheng Clan was indeed no more."

"I encouraged the disciples from the Zheng Clan to remain strong, but we all are young people? No matter what I said, it had little effect. They had lost everything. Their clan, their parents, their brothers… everyone they cared about."

"After about a month, once they completed all the death rituals, the disciples decided to return to the Gracious Sword Sect to get strong and create the Zheng Clan once again. Brother Xiang also returned to the Sect, but he was not planning to sit and cultivate in the Sect."

"So he decided to leave the Sect for good and come to you. I tried to persuade him not to because he would only become a burden on you, and the Gracious Sword Sect will give him more opportunities. But he didn\'t listen."

"So, here we are."

Ye Tian Yun closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat.