"What a bunch of spineless bastards! When I spoke to you in a nice tone, you all acted like you were all something special. What, are you begging to join my Tianyi Sect now?"

As soon as Ancestor Yan Yun spoke, Fang Ruotang looked over.

This person gets into the story so quickly!

Regardless of whether they claimed to be Mahayana cultivators before they had even reached the Mahayana stage.

They still identify themselves as disciples of the Tianyi Sect.

He always accepted his new identity faster than others, without any hesitation.

The hundred or so disciples in front of him didn't have much say in the Cloud Sword Sect, even though there were a few Golden Core protectors among them.

However, because the ladder to immortality in this world was broken thousands of years ago, many talented people are not in a hurry to achieve success.

Instead, they would cultivate slowly, each time breaking through at the limit of their lifespan, for fear of leveling up too quickly and having to break through to the Mahayana stage, which would be courting death.

Therefore, in this realm, Golden Core cultivators are everywhere, Nascent Soul cultivators are as common as dogs, and even Deity Transformation cultivators are so rare that you might only hit one or two with a brick.

With their cultivation levels, who would dare to confront a Mahayana stage expert head-on? They would be secretly grateful to be scolded by Ancestor Yan Yun.

Isn't that right?

The ancestor killed them with a single glance.

They're still willing to waste their breath on them.

How happy they are!

I survived another day.

"Tsk, what's wrong? Weren't you all so talkative and good at cursing before? What's wrong with you now? Why are you all bowing your heads? Raise your heads and start cursing! Let me see who it is!"

The Yunjian Sect disciples lowered their faces even further.

I really want to complain.

Times change.

But no one dared to be the first to speak out.

Nobody's stupid; the patriarch was just venting his anger by cursing.

But if someone dares to go against the grain, they are absolutely fighting back with their life.

The fact that they were able to join the Tianyi Sect so quickly shows that they are all ordinary people who cherish life.

"...Ha! A bunch of trash!"

After venting his anger childishly, Ancestor Yan Yun felt a little better. Then his expression changed again, and he solemnly ordered everyone to carry out their tasks.

"This Cloud Sword Sect was founded by me. Now, led by Jin Huaixu and others, they have betrayed the sect. From this moment on, they will all be expelled from the sect."

"You all, hurry up! Pack up all the useful supplies from the sect and bring them with you to Tianyi Sect. Anything you can't bring, just destroy it."

Old Ancestor Yan Yun was clearly seeking revenge, emphasizing the words "expel from the sect" with particular force.

He didn't care about any supplies; he went to the altar by himself and smashed and burned everything.

Although he founded the Cloud Sword Sect, it doesn't mean that everyone else in the sect lived as long as him just because he did. Many of his disciples are already enshrined here.

But Ancestor Yan Yun was willful and didn't care about such things.

Dust to dust, ashes to ashes.

Feeling that the fire wasn't clean enough, he even went up to Fang Ruotang and borrowed Da Mei's beauty.

It's exactly the kind of revenge a primary school kid would resort to.

Fang Ruotang didn't care. She led her people into the village like enemy invaders, taking everything they could, even the tables and chairs.

After all, most of the Yunjian Sect's mountain peaks had been shattered into dust, leaving little behind, which was just enough to fill the void left by her Tianyi Sect.

Perfect.

However, Fang Ruotang likes to speak frankly upfront, so she directly announced what she would deduce, in order to prevent anyone from being envious and secretly taking her spoils.

If anyone knowingly violates the rules, don't blame her for being ruthless. Fang Ruotang specifically instructed Xiao Jingzi to keep a close eye on all one hundred-plus people.

After a thorough search, no one from the Cloud Sword Sect arrived.

Ancestor Yan Yun had no interest in chasing after them one by one. Instead, he destroyed the entire Yun Jian Sect. The few mountain peaks that had survived the tribulation lightning were all leveled by him.

Including the cave where he himself had lived for over a thousand years.

Fang Ruotang and her group were on the spirit boat, with billowing dust behind them.

She gave Yan Yun Patriarch a thumbs up, "You're really ruthless. You've lived in this cave for so many years, and you just give it up like that? Besides, the place where you live should have very rich spiritual energy, right?"

The peak where the Supreme Elder of a sect resides is, if not the most spiritually rich, one of the best locations.

"It's so annoying to look at!"

Wow! Impressive!

Fang Ruotang chuckled and suddenly saw Yun Ni on the spirit boat with them. She tilted her head and looked over, but before she could say anything, Yun Ni came to her again.

“In the past, Yun Ni was ungrateful and begged the sect leader to take her in and give her another chance.”

"Alright! Then you can join my Tianyi Sect!"

Fang Ruotang thought about it and felt that Yun Ni's mutated spiritual root was so good that she would definitely have a bright future. It wouldn't be a bad idea to let her join the sect to work.

Furthermore, after several interactions, Yun Ni should have realized that she wasn't after her spiritual root.

Yun Ni paused, then continued to plead, "This disciple wishes to become a disciple of the sect leader and a personal disciple of the sect."

Fang Ruotang pouted, still a bit childish.

"No, I've tried to take you as my disciple twice, but you refused. It's too late for you to want to be my disciple now. I don't want to."

Yun Ni paused, and seeing that Fang Ruotang's tone didn't seem to dislike her, she asked somewhat uncertainly, "Then, if I perform well in the future, will the sect leader accept me as a disciple? Is that alright?"

Fang Ruotang pursed her lips slightly, feeling a sense of triumph.

"Fine, beg me a few more times! But I might not agree."

Yunni seemed to be deep in thought.

Is this... a case of losing face and wanting to get revenge?

If that's the case, that would be wonderful.

She was willing to disregard her pride and beg multiple times if one attempt failed, until she finally persuaded Sect Leader Fang to relent.

After all, she now knows how shallow she was before. She was just being petty and jealous. If someone of his stature really wanted something from her, he wouldn't waste time talking to her; he would have just done it.

When Fang Ruotang returned to Tianyi Sect with a group of people, almost all the disciples in the sect came out to welcome her. Both sides of the sect were filled with people, and they were all singing her praises.

Fang Ruotang grinned and nudged Huo Zhige, asking, "Don't we look like bandits who go down the mountain to rob and then go back up? You must have fought bandits before, right? Is a mountain king like me?"

As Fang Ruotang spoke, she adopted the square gait of a man and walked with a spirited air.

"No, we are an army of justice."

Huo Zhige smiled unrestrainedly and followed Fang Ruotang, taking a four-way walk.

Gu Nancheng found it amusing and joined them, forming a three-person line that led the way.

The room fell silent for a moment, then erupted in laughter.

Yun Ni and the disciples of Yun Jian Sect were initially uneasy, but seeing this scene, they suddenly felt at ease.

So what bad intentions could a sect possibly have?

Especially when a group of sisters from Dayong ran out and hugged Fang Ruotang, laughing and joking, Yun Ni and the disciples of Yun Jian Sect all had strange expressions.

If you had told us earlier that it was such a sect, they would have arrived much sooner. We got beaten up for nothing.