Above the ***Black Star*** Sect's main peak.

The suspended water pavilion built against the clouds hung above the mountain peak, next to a huge artificially excavated circular lake. Several elegant towers were raised above the water surface on beams and columns.

In one of the pavilions, Wang Shouren and Lei Wanjun sat on either side of a chessboard, concentrating on their game. Two attendant boys dressed in white and holding horsetail whisks* kept their eyes downcast and occasionally stirred tea or poured wine for them.

After Wang Shouren placed his piece, he looked at Lei Wanjun's frowning face and asked, "Elder Lei, are you still angry?"

"Hmm?" Lei Wanjun looked up and stroked a strand of his beard. "I've been thinking about the purpose of those people attacking Young Miss and the others."

"The ***Seven Slayers*** are paid to do things like this. They must have been hired."

"The question is, who hired them?" Lei Wanjun frowned and said, "Those three girls... one is the Holy Emperor's legacy, one is the Young Lady of the*** Black Star*** Sect, and the other is a girl with no background... Who do you think they were targeting?"

Wang Shouren understood his meaning.

As one of the five major sects, the ***Black Star*** Sect had made countless friends as well as countless enemies.

If the attack targeted Xiao Yunluo, it meant that behind the incident, it was most likely a faction of the other four major sects.

And if it was targeting Feng Yu Die, it meant that someone had their eyes on her Holy Emperor's bloodline.

It was unlikely that the target was Pei Lianxue.

Wang Shouren couldn't be sure who exactly the target was and said, "We won't know until we catch the ***Seven Slayers*** Sect master and ask him."

"Hehe, that's easy to say." Lei Wanjun glanced at him, placed a piece, and said, "None of the disciples sent out these days has heard any useful information. Those people are street rats, digging countless holes in the four regions. Who knows when we will find them?"

"Weren't they alerted?"

"I don't think so. I only sent a few close disciples to find the whereabouts of the ***Seven Slayers*** Sect master in order to avoid alerting them. Otherwise, if the rats really want to hide, then unless I turn over the entire **Western Region**..."

"That's true. Unless the Matriarch personally gets involved, it's really hard to catch them."

"Heh - the simple fact that ***Seven Slayers*** Sect is secretly inquiring about our protective spells system is touching the ***Black Star*** Sect's bottom line. If we don't make a move now, those people will become even more unruly in the future."

Having said this, Lei Wanjun frowned, slammed down his chess piece, and cursed: "Normally, the ***Black Star*** Sect does not like to interfere in the affairs of other sects. So the ***Seven Slayers*** really thought our ***Black Star*** was a pushover? Dare they climb on our head, who gave them the courage?

Boom--

As Lei Wanjun got angry, a thundercloud suddenly formed in the originally cloudless sky.

Wang Shouren glanced at Elder Lei and reminded him. "Elder Lei, don't be angry. If your raging thunder supernatural power disturbs the Matriarch from her cultivation, then..."

"Hiss..."

Hearing him mention the Matriarch, Lei Wanjun gasped.

The thundercloud gathered with the spirit of thunder in the sky changed from black to pure white and from anger to smile.

"I'm scared too..." he stated, pursing his lips. "Previously, when I accidentally disturbed her from taking a nap, she simply threw me out of the ***Black Star*** Sect to the western border and told me to come back after I've 'farted' enough. At that time, it took me more than a month to fly back here..."

"Hahaha..." Wang Shouren couldn't help but laugh. "There's only one person in the **Western Region** who would compare your raging thunder supernatural power to a fart, the old Matriarch..."

"Hey - it hurts to talk about it."

At this time, a disciple quickly stepped across the platform of the water pavilion and came to their side.

"Elder Wang, Great Elder Lei."

"What's the matter?" Lei Wanjun glanced at him.

The disciple lowered his head slightly and replied. "About an hour and a half ago, there was a fight at a lake on a mountain next to the ***Black Star*** town."

Lei Wanjun raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wang Shouren picked up the conversation, saying, "Trouble around the ***Black Star*** Sect? That's rare. But this matter should go to the middle peak, why did you report to Elder Lei?"

"It's like this..." The disciple cupped his hands and explained. "During the fight, a disciple who participated in the sect selection was taken away, and that person's name is Feng Yu Die. I suspected this matter was connected to the back mountain incident, so I came to inform you."

Bang--

Hearing this, Lei Wanjun frowned suddenly and slapped the table hard.

"Outrageous!!!"

The thundercloud, which had just turned white, blackened again in an instant and enlarged several times.

Rumble--

The sound of thunder resounded like an explosion through the ***Black Star*** Sect.

Wang Shouren took a deep breath and quickly reminded him again. "Hiss---Elder Lei!! Don't be angry... the Matriarch..."

He didn't get to finish his sentence.

Suddenly, above the thundercloud in the sky appeared a huge hand with milky skin.

The giant hand covered the sky, and there were several bulging veins on its back.

From their number, it could be seen that its owner was really angry.

In the next moment, its five fingers closed and trapped the thundercloud in its palm.

With a few crackling sounds, after the palm opened again, the thundercloud dissipated without a trace.

And because the thundercloud was crushed, Lei Wanjun received the backlash in an instant, causing the spiritual energy in his dantian to explode directly, and almost toppling him down.

"Cough--"

Wang Shouren hurriedly stepped over and patted him on the back, soothing him with his spiritual power and telling him, "I told you, Elder Lei, don't be angry. If you make another thundercloud, the Matriarch will drive you to the border of the **Western Region** again."

Lei Wanjun gulped and took two deep breaths to extinguish the fire in his heart, after which he looked at the disciple who had reported and said, "Continue."

"Yes!" The disciple looked at the sky with a fearful expression before continuing. "This matter was reported by a *Qi Refining* stage cultivator brought back by Bai Yuexin, a disciple of the **Heavenly Cloud Peak**."

"A *Qi Refining* cultivator?"

"Yes. According to what he said, he was walking and chatting with Feng Yu Die by the lake when they were suddenly attacked by a *Foundation Building* cultivator."

"Where is that man now?"

"He is now in the sect's Medical Center." The disciple bowed his head and said, "He also said he had something to hand over to the ***Black Star*** Sect Elder."

"Take me there."

Lei Wanjun contemplated for a moment, then looked at Wang Shouren and said, "Elder Wang, let's continue this game another day."

"It's okay. It just so happens that I don't have much to do, so I'll go with you to take a look at that *Qi Refining* stage disciple."

...

In a reserve on the second floor of the ***Black Star*** Medical Center.

Lying on a bed and looking at the sky outside the window, with the thundercloud that suddenly appeared and the hand that crushed the thundercloud, Ye Anping had mixed feelings.

He knew the thundercloud was the manifestation of Lei Wanjun's supernatural powers that disturbed Si Xuanji, and then it was crushed by Si Xuanji's giant hand.

Although he had seen it before, seeing it on a computer screen and seeing it with his own eyes were two completely different feelings.

"Old Loli" Si Xuanji's hand...

It was quite shocking...