When Fang Ruotang and his group arrived at Yunjian Sect, Patriarch Qi Yu had already arrived, and even Fang Zhili had come with him.

"Sixth Sister." Fang Zhili looked at Fang Ruotang and greeted her happily.

Fang Ruotang frowned and turned to ask Ancestor Qi Yu.

Why did you bring him here?

"Why can't he come? He's my personal disciple, after all. What's wrong with him coming to broaden his horizons?"

"But if a fight breaks out, he will get hurt."

Fang Zhili is too weak now. A cultivator can injure him just by releasing his pressure. This kind of fighting is not a place for him at all.

"Who do you look down on? Me, a dignified Mahayana stage cultivator, can't even protect my own disciple? How utterly useless am I?"

"That's right, my master is amazing!"

Fang Zhili, like a lackey, raised his chin and shouted at Fang Ruotang with a proud look.

Fang Ruotang gave him a look, and he immediately became obedient, shrinking back dejectedly.

Ancestor Qi Yu found it amusing, but he also protected his disciple by pushing the person behind him and asking Fang Ruotang.

"Should we just attack directly now?"

"No, let Ancestor Yan Yun speak up. After all, he founded the Cloud Sword Sect. Although he hasn't been involved in affairs for many years, what if his words still carry weight?"

After Fang Ruotang finished speaking, Ancestor Qi Yu looked at Ancestor Yan Yun with a scrutinizing gaze.

Ancestor Yan Yun felt somewhat guilty, but not much, and didn't show it. He said confidently, "Just you wait! Don't I have the right to dispose of the sect I established?"

"Okay! We'll wait for your good news. Do you want to come up with us?"

"No need, you can wait for me here."

Ancestor Yan Yun was afraid of losing face, so he refused to let anyone accompany him.

He was about to fly back to the sect on his sword by himself. Ancestor Murong remained silent and simply followed, with Shui Lingling standing behind him.

What are you doing?

Ancestor Yan Yun turned around, looking puzzled.

Ancestor Murong said expressionlessly, "I will go with you."

"No need, I can go by myself. After all, this is an internal matter of our sect, and it's not appropriate for an outsider like you to interfere."

Ancestor Yan Yun didn't want to lose face in front of Fang Ruotang and the others, so he was even less willing to let Ancestor Murong see his pathetic side.

If Patriarch Murong knew that the sect he founded was now being ignored by its disciples, wouldn't he laugh his head off?

That won't do!

"Outsider? So I'm an outsider!" Ancestor Murong said meaningfully, making Ancestor Yan Yun avoid his gaze.

That's not what I meant.

"I understand, you only call me 'Madam' to disgust me."

"Hey, what you're saying..."

Ancestor Yan Yun was speechless. He admitted that this was what he meant, but there was something wrong with what Murong Chen said, and it made him feel very uncomfortable, as if a big stone was stuck in his throat.

The two locked eyes, and Old Ancestor Yan Yun was the first to give in, awkwardly shifting his gaze and saying in exasperation, "Fine, fine, you join in, join in!"

Ancestor Murong stood on Ancestor Yanyun's natal sword from beginning to end, never coming down, and his natal sword showed no resistance whatsoever to this so-called enemy stepping on it.

Fang Ruotang shook her head, somewhat speechless, but then pulled out a chaise lounge, lay down on it, glanced at the blue sky and white jade, tilted her head, and said to the others, "Let's lie down for a while! It's probably not going to be any good for the time being."

Du Zhong looked at Fang Ruotang with a complicated expression.

Then they followed suit.

The two sat not far apart, and Fang Ruotang took out a table and set out various snacks. Knowing that Du Zhong did not eat mortal food, she specially prepared spiritual food and fruits in front of him.

I want to eat barbecue.

Fang Ruotang smacked her lips and then used her divine sense to contact Tao Su in the secret realm. She learned that they had just killed a demon beast, and without thinking, she called her out.

Tao Su suddenly found herself in a different spot, with the monster she had just killed at her feet.

This beast was weak; she could even kill it. But its flesh was very tender, and she had originally intended to hunt it down and cook it for her master.

"Master!"

I'm hungry.

Fang Ruotang touched her belly.

Tao Su immediately said, "I'll make the barbecue right now. Master, please bear with it. I have some other spiritual food here. Master, please have some to tide you over."

Tao Su flicked her wrist, picked up a food box, placed it in front of Fang Ruotang, and took out the spiritual food inside, arranging it neatly.

He even wiped the chopsticks before putting them into Fang Ruotang's hand.

Du Zhong was stunned by this series of movements, muttering to himself, "When I was young, why didn't I ever think of taking on a food cultivation disciple?"

This is practically his personal chef.

"You're not as smart as me!"

Fang Ruotang glanced at Du Zhong and answered without thinking.

Du Zhong was indignant and was about to retort when Qi Yu spoke loudly from the side.

He reminded Fang Zhili, "Learn from this. Look at the apprentices your sixth sister has taken on, and then look at yourself. Don't let me lose too much."

Fang Zhili looked troubled. "Master, I don't know how to cook."

"It doesn't matter if you can't cook, but you have to learn her obsequious manner," Qi Yu advised Fang Zhili.

Tao Su blushed and retorted, "Ancestor, I'm not being obsequious. I'm just respecting our master. She accepted me as her disciple and has treated me well. It's only right that I show her respect."

"Look, look! That's it. Learn it, understand?" Ancestor Qi Yu instructed Fang Zhili, this was exactly the feeling he wanted.

Fang Zhili looked at Tao Su with a bitter and resentful expression.

He felt that he respected his master very much and was also an obedient disciple.

While the group was chatting, Qi Yu sensed an aura lurking not far away. He raised his hand and erected a protective shield, shouting sternly, "Come out!"

At the same time, the oppressive aura belonging to the Mahayana stage rushed towards the opponent.

Not far away, in what was originally an empty space, a figure gradually materialized.

Du Zhong reacted quickly, teleporting to the front of Fang Ruotang. Fang Ruotang could only stick her head out, and seeing that it was someone she knew, she asked in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you that!" Yun Ni wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stared at Fang Ruotang and her group with a wary look.

However, under the oppressive aura of Ancestor Qi Yu, she was unable to move.

Fang Ruotang didn't hide anything and said frankly, "I have taken in Ancestor Yan Yun into my sect. He came to the sect today to resolve internal disputes. If nothing unexpected happens, Yunjian Sect will be merged into my Tianyi Sect in the future."

"What!" Yun Ni's expression changed drastically.

Fang Ruotang looked at her curiously and asked in confusion, "Didn't you already leave the Cloud Sword Sect? I even helped you kill your master, so why are you back?"

Yun Ni gritted her teeth and said bitterly, "They schemed against me like this, do you think killing just one old thief like Yao Guang would be enough to vent my anger?"

"Didn't you also absorb your junior brother's cultivation?"

"He owes me this!"

"oh!"