Early in the morning.
Ye Chenfeng left the inn. He had Yang Haotian explain some things last night, and he knew that Xue Wanqing and others would definitely come to find him today. He didn't want to waste his breath explaining further.
Walking along the streets of Ling Shui City, Ye Chenfeng was surprised to hear people around him talking about him.
"Do you know? Last night, a disciple from the Qingyue Sect ascended to the top of the seven-colored stairs. That's just incredible!"
"Hey buddy, stop bragging. Ascended to the top of the seven-colored stairs? I've heard it's because the stairs were broken at that time. And that disciple from the Qingyue Sect you mentioned? He's just someone from the Earth Profound Realm, a lower plane. Do you think someone from the Earth Profound Realm would have such outstanding talent? Stop making such unfunny jokes."
"Who's joking with you? Our Sect Master was present last night. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."
