Venerable Qingming stared at Qin Shu's well-behaved face, his eyes full of fondness and undisguised little calculations.

He was just about to ask Qin Shu's five children, wanting to lure them all to the sect and train them as heirs.

The howling of ghosts and wolves below the stairs interrupted his questioning and his thoughts on how to dig a hole.

Venerable Qingming's eyes flashed with anger, and his face was full of displeasure as he looked down at the head of Linglong Dan Pavilion below.

He watched the old man's performance with sarcasm, and sneered without mercy: "Tsk - wronged? You're just short of riding on my head and shitting!"

Qin Shu paused while chewing the spiritual fruit and looked at her grandfather who had a devilish face and swore loudly, and felt a little disillusioned.

However, Grandpa's violent temper seemed familiar and comforting.

The puppet leader knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with fear, and cried out, "Grand Elder, please understand, I am truly innocent!"

He pointed at the old man at the Spiritualization Stage who was even more miserable and embarrassed than him and said, "It's him! It's all his fault! He, Fu Songde, is greedy and took advantage of me. He kept me in the dark and did some bad things to Junior Brother Wuweizi!"

Venerable Qing Ming asked calmly, "Oh? How did he use you?"

The head of the sect said anxiously, "He said that the reason why you, the Supreme Elder, have not been able to ascend to heaven for many years is that someone is causing trouble! He also said that Wuweizi and Qin Baixuan are outsiders, and they have taken away our chance to ascend to heaven!

I killed them all for the sake of the sect! That old man Fu Songde even sent his apprentice to find Wuweizi's granddaughter, wanting to kill them all. This was their own decision. I didn't do anything from the beginning to the end!"

Reverend Qing Ming lazily leaned back in his chair, his charming eyes staring at the Sect Leader without any warmth.

His lips, which seemed to be painted with rouge, moved slowly: "Wuweizi and Qin Baixuan are outsiders?"

There was something indescribably strange about these words coming out of his mouth; even he himself was amused.

Venerable Qing Ming chuckled and shook his head: "You really are..."

The words suddenly stopped.

Reverend Qing Ming disappeared from the chair, teleported in front of the Sect Leader, grabbed the Sect Leader’s neck, and lifted him up with his bare hands.

"Idiot! Wuweizi and Qin Baixuan are outsiders? Then who am I?!"

"Hahahaha——" the leader made a rapid sound from his throat.

Reverend Qing Ming threw the man to the ground with force and stepped on the increasingly embarrassed headmaster.

He looked down at the other person and said sternly, "Have you forgotten how you became the head of the sect? It's because you have the blood of our Qin family flowing in your body!"

The head sect leader, with a pale face, felt the foot on his chest begin to exert force, and held onto the feet of Master Qingming with both hands.

"Grandfather! I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! I was possessed by a ghost, and I was jealous that Wuweizi and Qin Baixuan were valued by you. Since I am also a member of the Qin family, please forgive me this time! I won't dare to do it again, I really won't dare to do it again!"

Venerable Qingming withdrew his foot calmly, but the coldness in his eyes had not disappeared, and there was a hint of undisguised murderous intent floating in his eyes.

"Are you worthy enough to be a member of the Qin family? Your bloodline is already thin, and now your heart is dirty. I can't let you stay!"

The head of the sect thought he had escaped death, but his face suddenly changed when he heard this, and he climbed up and hugged the calf of Venerable Qingming.

"Grandfather, I really know I was wrong! I am willing to make amends, please give me another chance!"

“Bang!”

Venerable Qingming kicked the man several meters away.

He asked sarcastically, "Want to live?"

The head of the sect spat out a large mouthful of blood, endured the pain and struggled to get up, and kowtowed to the Venerable Qingming repeatedly.

"Please spare my life, ancestor! Please spare my life, ancestor..."

The headmaster soon hit his forehead until it was bloody.

Venerable Qing Ming raised his hand hanging by his side and said indifferently: "You attacked the direct descendants of the Qin family, which is a capital crime. Since you want to live, it is not impossible to spare your life."

The head of the sect flashed a trace of relief at surviving the disaster: "Thank you, ancestor!"

His face, pressed against the ground, revealed undisguised resentment and hatred at an angle that no one could see.

The hand of the Qingming Master was pointed directly at the back of the head of the Sect Leader: "You can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the living crime. I will take away your spiritual power and let you live a few more years to atone for your sins."

The head of the sect suddenly raised his head, revealing a face full of hatred that was not well concealed, and his expression was hideous and distorted.

Just as he was about to speak, he felt the excruciating pain of his spiritual power being drained.

“Ahhhh!!!”

"Ancestor! You have such a cruel heart!"

Venerable Qingming sneered, and his movements of extracting spiritual energy became more and more ferocious.

In the blink of an eye, the leader's black and white hair turned snow-white, and the wrinkles on his face drooped down like old tree bark.

“Hehehe——”

The sect leader instantly looked extremely old, and collapsed to the ground, his whole body limp, making hoarse and harsh sounds.

When Qin Shu saw this scene, surprise appeared in her eyes.

The sect leader who had reached the Spirit Transformation Stage looked so old that he couldn't even speak.

Venerable Qingming raised his hand, and two disciples stepped forward and dragged away the sect leader’s body, which was like a pile of rotten meat.

Fusongde, who was standing by, was so frightened when he saw this scene that he trembled all over. He turned around and tried to run away, ignoring the gazes of those around him.

A terrifying pressure was released and enveloped Fusongde.

"Where does Elder Fu want to go?"

A playful voice with a hint of coldness came from behind.

Fusongde's body was shaking. He was so frightened by the oppression coming from all sides that he couldn't utter a word.

Venerable Qing Ming teleported in front of him, with a half-smile on his face: "You are the first person to kill all my Qin family members. Have you thought about how to die?"

As he spoke, he put away his cultivation at the peak of the Mahayana stage to suppress his power.

Fu Songde's tense body suddenly collapsed and he knelt on the ground in a panic.

He raised his head, looking with horror at the evil face of Venerable Qingming, whose expression was filled with murderous intent.

Fu Songde seemed to know that his death was approaching. The hatred in his eyes was no longer hidden. He gritted his teeth and said, "You Qin family members are too domineering! The entire sect is under your control! Why should I risk my life for you Qin family members?! With my cultivation level, I have supreme privileges in other sects, enjoy endless resources, and countless female cultivators throw themselves at me!"

“But my position in the Dan Pavilion is no different from that of an ordinary disciple. Every day, I spend my days refining pills and completing tasks. I have never had a day of enjoyment! Looking across the entire Eastern Continent, is there any God Transformation Ancestor who is as frustrated as me!”

"This is all the fault of your Qin family! You control the Dan Pavilion and don't treat us as human beings at all. Whether it's ordinary disciples or elders, we are all slaves of your Qin family!!!"

The look in the eyes of the Qingming Master turned strange, and he asked in confusion: "What makes you think you are qualified to be a servant of the Qin family?"

“……” Fusongde’s eyes widened.

"puff--!"

The next moment, he was so angry that he vomited blood mist.