Just as Ye Wuxia and others thought.

The junior disciple guarding the gate did not immediately send a message; instead, he hid in the distance, watching with a smug look on his face.

Another disciple who was guarding the mountain gate with him said hesitantly, "Isn't this a bad idea? After all, it concerns Senior Sister Yin. We should inform the sect leader as soon as possible!"

"What's wrong with that!"

As he spoke, he grabbed his companion's communication talisman, forbidding him from relaying the message.

"But……"

"No buts, humph! A bunch of murderers, daring to act so arrogantly in our weapon-refining sect, I'm going to teach them a lesson today."

"But if the sect leader blames me..."

"If you don't tell and I don't tell, who will know about this! Who do they think they are, wanting to see our sect leader and getting a free audience? Besides, what are you afraid of? My brother is an inner disciple. With him here, what could possibly happen?"

The disciples guarding the gate cursed under their breath.

yes!

You're alright.

Because if something really goes wrong, he'll be the scapegoat.

He usually relied on having an inner disciple to bully the outer disciples and demand that they follow his lead.

Now this has actually happened.

The fact that Tianyi Sect could stand up to their weapon-refining sect and escape unscathed clearly shows that they are not an incompetent sect, even though this is the first time they have heard of this sect.

Fang Ruotang had a strong sense of perception and quickly noticed that the two gatekeepers were like two mice hiding in the distance, secretly watching.

Out of curiosity, she overheard their conversation.

He was so angry he laughed.

I don't know where these two disciples got the audacity to treat them like this.

Suddenly I understood the saying "ignorance is bliss".

The two disciples guarding the gate had low cultivation levels and probably didn't even know what it meant to project one's divine sense. If they had known even a little, they wouldn't have dared to hide in front and watch the excitement.

At such a short distance, one doesn't even need profound cultivation; with a little intention, one can sense it.

"What's wrong?"

Rong Xing glanced down at Fang Ruotang's cold smile, then focused his attention in the direction she was looking and discovered the two people hiding behind her. He immediately frowned in displeasure.

Fang Ruotang raised her finger and pointed in a direction.

Everyone present immediately knew what was going on.

"No, they're crazy!"

Jiang Wangzhou broke through the defenses on the spot.

He had been talking to Master Yuan Zhao about the promotion of disciples within the Tianyi Sect. They wanted to hold a grand competition for disciples.

After all, with the addition of the Tiangang Sect, it would be equivalent to integrating three sects together.

Organize team-building activities to help disciples get closer to each other more quickly.

Otherwise, given his cultivation level, he would have noticed the actions of the two gatekeeper disciples immediately.

Although the Myriad Swords Pavilion was not large, it was still a sect with a name and a reputation. As the dignified leader of a sect, when had he ever suffered such humiliation before?

"Sect Leader Li, I am Jiang Wangzhou, the Second Elder of Tianyi Sect. May I have an audience with you? I have important matters to discuss!" Jiang Wangzhou's voice was infused with spiritual power, like a lion's roar in a martial arts film, and his voice instantly echoed across the nearby mountains.

Fang Ruotang was just about to use the same trick, but seeing that Jiang Wangzhou took the initiative, she decided not to ruin her ladylike image.

The two gatekeepers who were hiding turned pale immediately, and one of them even collapsed to the ground, muttering, "It's over, it's over."

The person who came up with the idea, however, stubbornly insisted, "Shut up! What are you afraid of? My brother's here!"

The person slumped on the ground looked up, mumbled something, wanting to argue back, but also clinging to a sliver of hope.

Just like before, he thought, "What if?"

What if things don't escalate?

Just like now, he was thinking, what if the sect leader and the others don't pursue the matter?

Or perhaps his brother really can solve it!

But a pale, ashen face reveals his true inner state; he knows he's finished and will most likely be pushed out to take the blame.

But he dared not resist. This was not the first time Zhang Yi had ruled the outer sect like a king, and it was not the first time that no one had objected to him.

But the person who opposed him the most mysteriously disappeared one day. He knew that Zhang Yi had asked his younger brother Zhang Li to kill him.

From then on, no one in the outer sect dared to contradict Zhang Yi's orders.

"What happened?"

Inside the weapon-refining sect, Li Qiuheng was discussing matters with the sect's elders.

Therefore, almost all the elders who have influence in the weapon-refining sect are here.

"It's the people from Tianyi Sect. Do they have news about Yin Yue?" Elder Tang asked immediately after understanding their purpose.

The sect leaders and elders gathered here for Yin Yue's sake.

After all, seeking justice or perhaps taking revenge on their enemies is far less important than finding Yin Yue.

But despite their best efforts, they couldn't find Yin Yue's soul, which made them increasingly anxious each day.

A few days ago, I learned that the Qingyun Sect has a treasure that can reshape a person's soul. They are discussing exchanging resources for the treasure.

Yin Yue's parents held high positions, and almost all of them, this group of old folks, had received favors from Yin Yue's parents.

Yin Yue's birth was an even greater surprise. At that time, the couple had already calculated that their time was almost up, and it was impossible for them to have any more children.

But that's how Yin Yue arrived.

When the couple were on their deathbeds, their biggest worry was Yin Yue.

They had all patted their chests and promised to take good care of Yin Yue, but they never expected that she would disappear after just one trip out.

Putting aside the promise to the Supreme Elder, they all liked Yin Yue herself.

The young girl was sweet-talking and always smiling. She also had an exceptional talent for weapon crafting and a generous personality. No matter which disciple came to ask for her guidance, she would teach them earnestly as long as she knew the skill. Not only did they like her, but there were very few people in the entire sect who didn't.

Therefore, the entire sect was almost of one mind regarding the matter of reviving Yin Yue.

"Where are the gatekeepers? Is no one here? Isn't this shouting nonsense?" another elder said, his face red and his neck bulging.

The main reason is that Jiang Wangzhou has strong breathing; he can keep going without stopping and keeps outputting energy.

They even directly addressed the gatekeeper, refusing their request to visit.

They also said they were hypocritical and didn't want to know the truth about Yin Yue's death.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get them up the mountain!"

Li Qiuheng roared and jumped up and down in a fit of rage.

The two disciples guarding the gate had already gone to invite them, but it was too late.

Fang Ruotang and her group completely ignored the two disciples who were deliberately making things difficult for them. They insisted on waiting for the elder to come down the mountain to invite them before they followed him up the mountain with an arrogant expression.

Inside the main hall, Li Qiuheng looked at the people from Tianyi Sect with a very unpleasant expression. After all, it was never pleasant for enemies to meet, let alone cause such a scene.

Jiang Wangzhou, however, seemed oblivious to the other's expression and began to chatter on and on, recounting in detail the duties of the gatekeeper disciples and concluding with a summary.

"...That's because we're kind. If it were someone with a bad temper, they might have suddenly attacked and killed someone."

Jiang Wangzhou was not exaggerating.

Disciples in the cultivation world suffer rapid attrition, and the causes of death are varied and bizarre.