Colorful Bamboo Grove, Golden Bamboo Grove, Silver Bamboo Grove, Copper Bamboo Grove, Iron Bamboo Grove, Waste Bamboo Grove.
These six groves made up the entirety of the
And the leaders of each grove — what kind of figures were they?
They were not only powerful in strength, but within the Fallen Leaves Bamboo Forest, they held the highest positions of authority after the Sect Master himself.
All except for one — the leader of the Waste Bamboo Grove.
Not only did the leaders of the other groves look down upon the Waste Bamboo Grove's leader, even the current elders, ordinary elders, and disciples all despised him just the same.
In their minds, the Waste Bamboo Grove was nothing but a land of trash. The people there were worse than pigs and dogs, and the leader of the Waste Bamboo Grove was the trash among trash.
It was precisely this impression that led the leaders of the Golden, Silver, Copper, and Iron Groves, upon learning that their elders and disciples had been detained by
A piece of trash among trash dared to provoke them? He must have a death wish.
That was the identical thought shared by all four leaders.
So without much deliberation, the moment they received the news, they rushed straight to the Waste Bamboo Grove, intent on retrieving their elders and disciples, teaching Hong Qiang a lesson in how to behave, and exacting justice.
As for the leader of the Colorful Bamboo Grove, he was even more arrogant. He couldn't be bothered to bother with Hong Qiang personally, so he simply dispatched three current elders as representatives and sent them to the Waste Bamboo Grove.
"This…"
But despite arriving in high spirits, the moment they actually reached the Waste Bamboo Grove and witnessed the scene before them, even these most prominent and influential figures of the Fallen Leaves Bamboo Forest were struck dumb with shock.
At that very moment, Hong Qiang and
These people came from the Iron Bamboo Grove, the Copper Bamboo Grove, the Silver and Golden Bamboo Groves, and naturally, the Colorful Bamboo Grove as well.
But regardless of where they hailed from or what their status was, every last one of them was kneeling on the ground in abject terror, as though they had committed some unforgivable atrocity.
Looking more closely, amid the gaps in the crowd, there lay the unconscious figure of an elderly man sprawled in a pool of blood. Upon closer inspection, the four leaders couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath.
They recognized him — that was
"Jiang Chenshan actually lost? This Hong Qiang is that powerful?"
By this point, the four leaders of the Golden, Silver, Copper, and Iron Groves were utterly flabbergasted.
They knew better than anyone what kind of figure Jiang Chenshan was. Although he was only a current elder of the Colorful Bamboo Grove, his true strength far surpassed that of the Iron and Copper Grove leaders. He was not even weaker than the Silver Grove leader — only the Golden Grove leader could rival him.
Now that Jiang Chenshan had been so thoroughly defeated, how could the four leaders of the Golden, Silver, Copper, and Iron Groves possibly dare to challenge Hong Qiang?
By now, they all realized that this Waste Bamboo Grove leader "Hong Qiang," who had supposedly meddled in nothing all these years, was in fact a deeply hidden, ruthless powerhouse.
"Hong Qiang, you've got some nerve — daring to injure Elder Jiang of our Colorful Bamboo Grove without any provocation! Are you tired of living?"
But just as the four leaders were too stunned to say a word, the three current elders of the Colorful Bamboo Grove suddenly erupted in furious roars.
Though they were only current elders, their strength was formidable — even greater than the leaders of the four other groves. Combined with the fact that the Colorful Bamboo Grove was the core of the Fallen Leaves Bamboo Forest, they were extraordinarily domineering and didn't deign to look at anyone else.
So while the four leaders had resigned themselves to swallowing this humiliation, the three elders from the Colorful Bamboo Grove refused to do the same.
"Boom!" But in that very instant, Hong Qiang's eyes flashed, and a fierce, crushing pressure erupted from within him, sweeping outward in all directions without warning.
Everything happened so fast that almost no one had time to react before the three Colorful Bamboo Grove elders vomited mouthfuls of blood — "puft, puft, puft" — and then plummeted from the sky like kites with severed strings, crashing hard onto the ground.
"Merely a petty current elder, and you dare speak to me like this?" Hong Qiang said coldly.