Upon hearing that his cultivation would be crippled and he would be expelled from the Qingyun Sect, Murong Qingyi's old face turned deathly pale...

“Tuo…Tuoba…Guest Elder…”

Just uttering that polite form of address seemed to have exhausted all of Murong Qingyi's strength. Under pressure from the sect leader and Qingyunzi, he continued, stammering...

"I...I was wrong..."

"This doesn't seem like an attitude of admitting fault at all. You have no sincerity whatsoever..."

Upon hearing Tuoba San's words, Murong Qingyi's face turned even paler. He knew Tuoba San was doing it on purpose...

His harsh words were still echoing in his ears. He never expected to be proven wrong so quickly. This was truly a case of reaping what you sow...

Thump...

Murong Qingyi knelt on the ground, which made the Murong family members' expressions change drastically. This was simply too humiliating. How could a newly promoted guest elder humiliate the Murong family like this? Wasn't he afraid of the Murong family's retaliation?

Qingyunzi couldn't protect Tuoba San every second. The Murong family was deeply entrenched in the Qingyun Sect, and they had too many opportunities for revenge...

"Why are you all blustering and glaring? Are you trying to scare my son?"

I went straight at those members of the Murong family and unleashed my attack...

Master Xiang took a deep breath, glared at me first, and then reprimanded the Murong family.

"What are you doing? Murong Qingyi brought this on herself. It's just an apology; it won't cost her anything. If you dare threaten Tuoba Keqing again, believe me, I'll cripple your entire Murong family..."

Xiang Daoren's words sounded harsh, but he only hoped that the Murong family would come to their senses. However, the Murong family saw such a rebuke as an insult...

It's been so long, they've always been able to walk around like peas in the sky within the Qingyun Sect. Who dares to humiliate them? Let alone publicly confront them?

"How did you become the sect leader? Why can't you ever get to the point? What good are you besides humiliating the Murong family? Just look at their faces full of resentment; they'll definitely get their revenge for today's disgrace..."

So you should comfort them instead of continuing to humiliate them. The task of humiliating the Murong family should be left to my son. For example, have Murong Qingyi kowtow to my son until he is satisfied…”

Holy crap…

Are you the devil?

Xiang Daoren almost went berserk. My words not only plunged him into a crisis of breaking ties with the Murong family, but also severely humiliated the Murong family twice. Is this something a human being would do?

Bang…

"I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

Suddenly, the sound of Murong Qingyi kowtowing interrupted the argument. He was truly afraid, afraid that if I continued, I would utter some more outrageous words…

Rather than let him lose face completely, he should apologize quickly and end this mess as soon as possible...

The onlookers stared in shock at Murong Qingyi. The old man was no longer the arrogant figure he used to be; he now looked extremely disheveled…

Everyone felt they now had something to brag about; not everyone had the chance to see the God of War kneel down and kowtow to the Saint of War, begging for forgiveness…

"Oh dear... what are you doing? I can't stand seeing people humiliated..."

My voice was so loud that the entire Qingyun Sect heard it, and Murong Qingyi felt an urge to kill at that moment…

The Murong family members also glared at me, thinking I was doing it on purpose; making such a loud noise would definitely attract more disciples to come and watch…

Rumors and on-site observation are two different things. After all, nobody wants to be watched like a monkey, especially not a martial god...

"That's enough. Who gives you the right to speak here?"

Someone in the Murong family, unable to bear this humiliation, immediately stood up and roared…

I saw that the other party was a Martial God, who should be one of the three Martial Gods of the Murong family, but I just curled my lip and said...

"You're being very unreasonable. I'm Tuoba San's father. Why don't I have the right to speak? Besides, I'm speaking up for your Murong family. How can you be so ungrateful?"

The Murong family members were so angry they turned black. They'd seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless. This was clearly an attempt to utterly humiliate the Murong family, yet they insisted on saying it was good to be part of the Murong family…

"So what if you're just a Martial Saint, or even the father of a guest elder? My Murong family has over a dozen Martial Saints. What do you think you are?"

The Martial God of the Murong family continued to retort, "Now is the time to make our stance clear. If anyone can step on the Murong family, then how can the Murong family maintain its position at the East Peak?"

"What you're saying makes me think that just because I'm a Martial God, I have the right to speak? That I can be as arrogant as you?"

I calmly looked at the Martial God of the Murong family and asked in return…

"Murong Juehu, what do you want to do?"

Seeing the Murong family recklessly flirting with their doom only fueled Xiang Daoren's anger...

"Sect Master, my Murong family has already bowed down in this matter. Why must you continue to humiliate my Murong family like this? A mere Martial Saint dares to yell at me like that. What rules does the Qingyun Sect have left?"

Murong Juehu's words were like knives, piercing Xiang Daoren's heart. But in this situation, if he didn't back down, it could very well lead to a split within the Qingyun Sect, something he certainly didn't want to see…

"Murong Juehu? You don't have any descendants, do you?"

Upon hearing my words, Murong Juehu was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned ugly. Among the various branches of the Murong family, it was indeed only his branch that had no descendants, but how did I know this? Moreover, saying such a thing in public was a slap in the face to him.

"Are you looking for death?"

Murong Juehu roared angrily…

"Don't be angry. I think if you change your name, you'll probably have descendants. After all, no one intentionally curses themselves to have no offspring..."

Looking at the impotently furious Murong Juehu, I chuckled and mocked...

"How dare you, a mere Martial Saint, humiliate me like this..."

"Do you mean to interpret it this way: if I were a martial god, I could humiliate you?"

Everyone was stunned by my words, wondering if I was still half asleep. How could I say something like that? What is a Martial God? Can they be mass-produced?

"Haha... That's right, if you were a God of War, you could humiliate me, but are you? If not, shut up..."

Murong Juehu laughed angrily, unaware that his words had already fallen into my trap…

"What's so great about being a Martial God? If you insist on using the title of Martial God to humiliate me, I'll just break through my own level right here and now..."

Holy crap…

Everyone thought they had misheard. A breakthrough to Martial God right here on the spot? Are you kidding me!

This isn't just nonsense; it just popped out...

"Haha...Are you fucking stupid? How could you say something so idiotic? If you could break through to Martial God right here and now, I'd eat shit while doing a handstand..."

Murong Juehu was also enraged, and this was the first time he had ever said such a thing...