"Hey, Fengxing, don't be so anxious. If it's just a small disagreement, we can talk it out."

Yu Gangzi, the immortal lord of the Canglang Sword Sect, feigned concern while inwardly laughing gleefully. He put on a show of sympathy and deliberately made sarcastic remarks.

"Of course, if it's really your Ziwei Heavenly Palace that has wronged them, then an apology would be useless, and you'd have wasted your energy. You can't lose face as a Mahayana Immortal Lord, so why don't you leave first? Don't worry, our Canglang Sword Sect will treat the Loose Cultivator City well."

Chen Lingzi stared at him with a dark expression, his teeth grinding together, yet he couldn't bring himself to apologize to Tong Su.

He simply couldn't accept that the person he desperately wanted to win over was Bai Tong, whom he had driven away years ago.

Didn't Bai Tong leave with Tian Xuanzi? Didn't she go to the Demon Realm? How did she end up in the City of Loose Cultivators, and even become a student of Ancestor Wen Qing?

Everyone knows how protective Wen Qingyuanzu is of her own. If she insists on protecting Bai Tong, even he would not be able to forcibly take Bai Tong away.

Most importantly, how could he possibly have the audacity to steal it?

Does the Great Vehicle Immortal Lord even have any dignity left?!

Bai Tong is valued by everyone because of her cleverness and outstanding talent. Judging from her current appearance, she clearly still harbors hatred for Ziwei Heavenly Palace. How could she possibly agree to cooperate with Ziwei Heavenly Palace?

Chen Lingzi clenched his teeth, the taste of blood seemingly lingering in his mouth. He forced down the fire in his heart, enduring the pain that throbbed throughout his chest, and managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth:

"You all chat first. I have urgent matters to attend to at the sect, so I'll be leaving now!"

No one offered him a way out, and no one tried to smooth things over or offer any advice.

All the powerful figures from other sects present are competitors of Ziwei Heavenly Palace. They would be lucky if they didn't kick Chen Lingzi when he was down, so why would they speak up to help Chen Lingzi?

They watched Chen Lingzi leave with schadenfreude, their voices loud even before he had gone far:

"Oh my, Wen Qing, is this your esteemed disciple? She is indeed intelligent and quick-witted! If our sect had such a wonderful child, we wouldn't even want to send her away, let alone let her suffer the slightest grievance, hahaha..."

Chen Lingzi felt a lump in his throat, almost causing him to lose control of his meridians and showing signs of going astray.

With red eyes, he thought fiercely: It's just a communication book. The Ziwei Heavenly Palace isn't going to die without it. Besides, he didn't believe that no one in the sect could figure it out. They've been researching it for years; maybe they'll figure it out eventually...

"Hahaha, you flatter me. Actually, the communication book isn't anything special. My student recently created a special magical artifact, and all the functions of the communication book are just a tiny part of that new artifact. I wonder if any of you are interested in the new artifact?"

Chen Lingzi's anger flared up even more. Unable to listen any longer, he flung his sleeves and transformed into a streak of light, storming back to the residences of the Ziwei Heavenly Palace disciples.

Upon entering, he saw the disciples returning from outside, still reeking of alcohol, clearly having just been drinking at a tavern. He immediately glared at them and roared angrily:

"You bastards! It's before the secret realm opens, and instead of focusing on your cultivation and adjusting your condition, you're out drinking and having fun? You're all prepared, yet you're so arrogant!"