After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Wang Ye was already covered in injuries, while the Third-Grade Cultivator before him was bleeding profusely, unwillingly glancing at Wang Ye before heavily falling to the ground.

"Cough, cough."

Wang Ye wanted to speak, but a sweet taste filled his throat. He swallowed the blood, revealing a smile on his otherwise fierce face due to the battle.

"Defeating a Third-Grade Cultivator with my Mid-Fourth Rank state, who dares say I lack combat experience from now on?"

Wang Ye's smile was somewhat proud.

In this sect war, it seemed Wang Ye participated, but in reality, it was only Wang Yifeng manipulating Wang Ye's body.

In fact, Wang Ye hadn't contributed at all to this battle.

Now, Wang Ye finally used his own strength to defeat an enemy, greatly improving his combat experience, which made him feel very satisfied.

A pill entered his mouth.

Wang Ye's injuries healed rapidly.

After fully recovering, Wang Ye immediately engaged another Third-Grade Cultivator.

Regardless of how serious his injuries were, Wang Ye didn't care as long as he wouldn't die.

Moreover, Wang Ye knew well that in the Ice Sect, since the sect had already won, he wouldn't die no matter how recklessly he acted.

As for severe injuries...

Meng Qian just gave Wang Ye many pills, with his cultivation, even severe injuries could be quickly replenished.

...

The battle ended with the death of the Head of the Han Sect, Wang Yan, leaving the others in the Cold Sect unable to turn the tide.

Thus, the elders, offering, and disciples of the Cold Sect were quickly taken care of by the members of the Ice Sect.

Meng Qian turned his gaze to Wang Ye, shouting:

"This battle! With the Saint Heir channeling powerful strength, merging with it, led to this victory! Congratulations to the Saint Heir!"

The members of the Ice Sect didn't quite understand the immense power Wang Ye just unleashed, so Meng Qian explained loudly when he spoke.

As for Wang Yifeng.

Meng Qian didn't include Wang Yifeng.

After all, Wang Yifeng wasn't in the Ice Sect, but Wang Ye was.

Crediting Wang Yifeng's achievements to Wang Ye was normal.

Indeed.

The elders, offering, and disciples of the Ice Sect erupted in a wave of cheers upon hearing Meng Qian's words.

"Congratulations to the Saint Heir!"

"Congratulations to the Saint Heir!"

"Congratulations to the Saint Heir!"

In the distance.

Wang Ye, having just defeated the last Third-Grade Cultivator, saw the many members of the Ice Sect focusing on him, shouting one voice after another, suddenly shrank his head a bit guiltily.

Did I... steal my master's credit?

But soon, Wang Ye felt relieved.

So what if he did.

His master didn't need any credit.

Putting these achievements on his disciple is what his master should do.

Meng Qian continued after speaking about Wang Ye:

"Furthermore, there is another person who contributed unprecedented strength to this victory!"

As Wang Ye was the Saint Heir, Meng Qian mentioned him first.

But Meng Qian knew clearly that in this battle between the Ice Sect and Cold Sect, if not for someone, the Ice Sect wouldn't have won.

And this person.

He is...

Shi Qian!

"Shi Qian! Just entered as a disciple of our Ice Sect..."

Meng Qian found it somewhat difficult to introduce Shi Qian.

After all, Shi Qian was powerful yet suddenly arrived at the Ice Sect.

Upon joining, Shi Qian continuously solved issues for the Ice Sect, as if he anticipated this battle when he first joined and helped the sect face it.

Meng Qian had pondered long on how to credit Shi Qian.

However.

As Meng Qian spoke while trying to locate Shi Qian from the crowd, he realized Shi Qian had already disappeared.

"Shi Qian... where is Shi Qian?"

Meng Qian looked at Wang Ye.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye began searching within the Ice Sect.

Just as Wang Yan was defeated and his injuries healed, feeling frustrated, Wang Ye immediately sought enemies for battle.

Shi Qian, Wang Ye hadn't paid much attention to.

For a time.

The entire Ice Sect began searching for Shi Qian.

But Shi Qian was already taken away.

It was destined that these people couldn't find Shi Qian.

An entire hour later.

Meng Qian and the members of the Ice Sect confirmed that Shi Qian apparently left long ago.

No longer in the Ice Sect.

Wang Ye looked to the horizon.

Thinking about Wang Yifeng's words and his interactions with Shi Qian, and how Shi Qian's cultivation seemed boundless, capable of evenly fighting no matter the opponent, sometimes suppressing them.

When speaking to Shi Qian, Wang Ye had some guesses.

But back then, Wang Ye wasn't entirely certain.

Now, with Shi Qian gone, Wang Ye felt assured.

Shi Qian... is Shi Heng!

"Master."

Wang Ye murmured.

Though he hadn't spent long beside Shi Heng, Wang Ye sensed Shi Heng treated him genuinely well.

Knowing he was about to face danger, Shi Heng sent a clone to help solve his problems.

At this moment, Wang Ye.

Didn't laugh at his master for flattering him despite being his master.

Instead, he felt Shi Heng went to great pains for him.

"Master... can't reveal himself due to some hardship?"

Wang Ye tended to overthink.

Soon, Wang Ye guessed a possibility.

Otherwise, with Shi Heng's ability, he could have appeared directly and annihilated the Cold Sect without the hassle.

Thinking this, Wang Ye's gaze hardened.

He looked toward the horizon.

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