Martial Master

At the entrance of the Jiuyang Shenxuan Cave, a massive crowd of disciples had gathered, and more disciples were arriving by the minute.

Among these disciples, many elders also mixed in, particularly those responsible for external affairs, secretly observing the scene.

With the news that Murong Tian and Fu Zixi had been defeated by Qin Chen and were kneeling at Jiuyang Shenxuan Mountain spreading, the entire Martial Department was in an uproar.

How many years had it been since such a thrilling event occurred in the Martial Department?

Though there were often some skirmishes, those were merely minor disputes, often involving ordinary disciples competing for cave dwellings or occasional sparring among the Holy Sons.

Recently, Murong Tian and Fu Zixi had fought fiercely over several women, achieving a draw, which had been quite a sensational event in the Martial Department in recent years. However, compared to Murong Tian and Fu Zixi being forced to kneel in front of everyone's eyes, it was simply worlds apart.

As soon as the news spread, all the disciples rushed over, hiding in the surrounding mountains near Jiuyang Shenxuan Mountain to witness the truth, much like watching a monkey show. They indeed saw the two Holy Sons kneeling, surrounded by several of their subordinates who were in a miserable state, barely hanging on, pointing and discussing among themselves.

Some were shocked, some horrified, some envious, and others filled with hatred and delight, but most were simply ordinary spectators enjoying the spectacle.

"Where has Murong Tian's prestige gone? Not long ago, he was flaunting his power, claiming he would become the number one among the Holy Sons and eventually reach the Saint Master realm, yet now he kneels here, completely humiliated. It's truly laughable."

"Delightful, absolutely delightful! This Murong Tian practiced the Nine Mysteries Control Technique and toyed with so many female disciples. Everyone was enraged but dared not speak out; now he has finally met his match."

"This is karma; he deserves it. Murong Tian is arrogant and oppressive; any disciple that defies him would face cruel punishment. Many disciples were so terrified that they didn't dare to cultivate in their own caves. Finally, someone has put him in his place. Why didn't that strong expert kill him before?"

"Killing him is impossible. This is Tian Gong; how could they allow disciples to harm each other? But making him kneel here is even more humiliating than killing him."

"Hehe."

Many disciples mocked and rejoiced, with hardly any showing sympathy.

"Hum, everyone, I suggest you not be too gleeful. That kid is indeed strong, but to have the audacity to force Murong Tian to kneel here is excessively arrogant. Does he truly think Murong Tian can behave so recklessly in our Martial Department simply because of his identity as a Holy Son?

That's too naive. Murong Tian has a significant background."

At this moment, an older disciple suddenly sneered, his gaze flickering, attracting the attention of many disciples.

"What do you mean by that?" someone asked.

The older disciple chuckled coldly: "Have you ever considered what a Holy Son represents?

Every Holy Son has a powerful figure backing them. As disciples of the Martial Department, you should understand this principle."

This prompted many disciples to nod in agreement.

A Holy Son is the top existence among disciples, destined to inherit the legacy of Tian Gong's Martial Department. The birth of every Holy Son must undergo assessments and receive approval from numerous elders. It's safe to say that every Holy Son has top-level elders supporting them.

Just like Qin Chen, his identity as a Holy Son was determined by the Grand Elder. In the eyes of many top elders from the Refiner Department and the Supreme Elder, Qin Chen's backing is the Grand Elder, which is his support.

"However, with such an event occurring now, why haven’t the elders behind the two Holy Sons shown up? Doesn't that seem strange to everyone?