Chapter 1075: Wei Zhenfang Betrays

Fu Haotian finally made a decisive move, causing a stir among the crowd.

Among the seven distinguished guests on the stage, some already wore smiles, their expressions indicating that they had anticipated this outcome. Given Fu Haotian's status, they had long expected him to have such a trump card.

As the situation seemed to be settling, the palace master, Nanli Qingming, remained calm.

"Recount the demon corpses to determine the winner."

The tens of thousands of disciples present displayed a variety of expressions, their gazes once again focusing on the scene.

The presiding elder, steady and composed, bowed in acknowledgment and turned to issue an order to Fu Haotian.

"Fu Haotian, since you still have demon corpses, hand them over for counting."

Fu Haotian smiled gracefully, exuding an air of refinement.

"Please wait a moment, Elder. I have already sent someone to invite Elder Wei."

His confident demeanor became even more apparent as he spoke in front of everyone, almost assuming the posture of the victor. The presiding elder had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Very well, we shall wait a moment."

With just a few words, Fu Haotian had completely taken control of the situation.

The tens of thousands of disciples waited with mixed emotions. Those who were clearly happy or angry stood out, with Zhongli Meng and others showing clear signs of unwillingness, though they were powerless to change anything.

However, as time passed, the initially excited disciples began to show signs of doubt.

"It's been almost an incense stick's worth of time. Why hasn't Elder Wei appeared yet?"

"Could it be that Fu Haotian is just putting on a show?"

"Nonsense! Senior Brother Fu is of high status; how could he possibly fake it?"

"Then why hasn't Elder Wei shown up yet?"

"This..."

Outside the martial arena, heated discussions and arguments broke out.

Hearing the debates, Fu Haotian struggled to maintain his smile, his expression turning somewhat awkward. The pointing and whispering felt like stains on his face, tarnishing his dignity.

This was supposed to be the moment of his overwhelming victory, yet Wei Zhenfang was nowhere to be seen.

Even if it didn't affect the outcome, it still left Fu Haotian feeling displeased!

At such a grand event with tens of thousands in attendance, Fu Haotian was left standing in the middle of the arena, his anger beginning to boil over. He couldn't help but turn around and send a message.

"What's going on!"

"Why hasn't Wei Zhenfang shown up yet? How dare he be so arrogant at such a critical moment? What is his intention?"

An old man, looking nervous, quickly responded via message.

"Young Master, please calm your anger. I have already sent someone to invite him, but Wei Zhenfang's cultivation has advanced greatly, and others dare not offend him. Perhaps he is still meditating and will arrive shortly."

Hearing this, Fu Haotian narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening.

This old fool, Wei Zhenfang, had been acting more and more arrogantly lately, constantly putting on airs. If it weren't for the fact that Fu Haotian still needed his help to secure the position of head disciple, he would never have allowed him to be so presumptuous!

This old bastard!

Let him be arrogant for now. Once Fu Haotian secured the position of head disciple and no longer needed external assistance, he would make this dog kneel before him and beg for forgiveness!

A cold glint appeared in Fu Haotian's eyes, almost revealing a hint of murderous intent.

At that moment, the crowd of disciples parted like a tide.

Both inner and outer sect disciples respectfully made way.

"Elder Wei has arrived!"

A respectful announcement rang out as Wei Zhenfang, hands clasped behind his back, finally entered the martial arena.

Although he held the position of a guest elder, Wei Zhenfang's recent breakthrough in cultivation and his feat of defeating eight demons had spread far and wide. The tens of thousands of disciples present looked at him with reverence.

Now, with Wei Zhenfang's arrival determining the outcome of the head disciple competition, his entrance in a gray robe naturally drew the attention of everyone present.

The outer disciples, the high-ranking members of the Heavenly Palace, and the distinguished guests on the stage—all eyes instantly focused on him.

Wei Zhenfang appeared calm and composed, exuding the extraordinary aura of a master. With one hand behind his back, he walked steadily forward, his gaze unwavering.

His demeanor was truly impressive at first glance.

Fu Haotian immediately stepped forward, clasping his hands in a respectful salute.

His face was filled with a humble and friendly smile, with no trace of the earlier coldness in his eyes.

"Elder Wei, regarding the outcome of the head disciple competition, I had no choice but to ask you to come out of seclusion. If I have disturbed you in any way, I hope you can forgive me."

Wei Zhenfang merely glanced at him indifferently and gave a slight nod.

"Hmm."

The extraordinary aura of a master once again spread throughout the arena.

Many were now fully convinced that Wei Zhenfang's cultivation had indeed advanced greatly. Otherwise, he would not dare to treat Fu Haotian with such an attitude.

On the other hand, Fu Haotian didn't seem to mind, maintaining his smile.

Seeing this, even the presiding elder showed a bit more respect, looking at Wei Zhenfang with newfound admiration. He cupped his hands and inquired, "Elder Wei, I heard that you still have a thousand demon corpses. Is that correct?"

Wei Zhenfang nodded again.

"Yes, that is correct."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the disciples inside and outside the martial arena became clear.

At a glance, the outcome was already evident on everyone's faces. Except for Zhongli Meng and a few others who still looked unwilling, the disciples behind them had turned pale.

The presiding elder remained unmoved and continued, "In that case, please hand over the demon corpses, Elder Wei, so we can count them on the spot!"

Under Fu Haotian's expectant gaze, Wei Zhenfang pointed with two fingers.

A stream of light shot out from his storage ring, converging into a mountain on the open ground of the martial arena!

As the dazzling light faded, a mountain of demon corpses appeared before everyone's eyes. It was half a head taller than the two piles of corpses beside it, and at a glance, it far exceeded eight hundred in number.

The thousand demon corpses were undoubtedly there!

Looking up at the horrifying mountain of corpses, Zhongli Meng's tightly clenched fists slowly loosened, her pale face devoid of any color.

Behind her, the other disciples were filled with despair, completely crushed by the mountain of a thousand corpses!

"What... what do we do now?"

"It's over, it's all over..."

Whispers of despair filled the air, and Fu Haotian listened with a look of satisfaction.

Glancing over the expressions of the crowd, the almost uniform despair pleased him greatly, and he finally allowed a victorious smile to spread across his face, no longer pretending to be a gentleman.

Especially when he saw Zhongli Meng also silent, his heart swelled with a sense of accomplishment.

Playing with a jade fan in his hand, Fu Haotian looked over with a playful smile.

"Senior Sister Zhongli."

"Tsk tsk, look at my memory. From now on, you won't be my senior sister anymore. I should call you 'Miss Zhongli' instead."

Laughter rang out, and Zhongli Meng and the other disciples could only grit their teeth and watch in silence.

Fu Haotian's lips curled into a smirk, his face showing a feigned look of pity.

"What a pity."

"It seems your harvest was only a mere eight hundred, while I have a full eighteen hundred. You didn't even manage half of what I have. According to our agreement, Miss Zhongli, you will have to give up your position as head disciple and leave the Cangyun Heavenly Palace from now on."

"However, I am a magnanimous person. Considering we were once fellow disciples, I am willing to lend you a flying ship to see you off."

"What do you think? Hahaha..."

His laughter grew louder, becoming almost piercing.

Zhongli Meng's face was filled with humiliation, crushed by the cruel and unavoidable reality. No matter how unwilling she was, she had no grounds to argue.

The disciples behind her gritted their teeth, no longer caring about the heated discussions of the tens of thousands around them.

Seeing that the situation was settled, the presiding elder also ascended the jade steps.

Standing below the seats of the palace master and the distinguished guests, his voice boomed across the arena.

"The winner of this head disciple competition is Fu..."

His voice was like thunder, announcing the final judgment of glory and shame!

Just as the verdict was about to be proclaimed, a deep voice suddenly interrupted.

"Wait!"

Everyone was stunned by the sudden interruption, and even the presiding elder frowned!

What now?

But when he looked over and saw that it was Wei Zhenfang who had spoken, the presiding elder weighed the situation and had no choice but to suppress his anger and ask in a deep voice, "Elder Wei, is there something else?"

The sudden turn of events shocked everyone, and all eyes turned to Wei Zhenfang.

As the center of attention, Wei Zhenfang spoke calmly, "Did you announce the result incorrectly?"

"When did I ever say that these thousand demon corpses were for Fu Haotian?"