Chapter 9 Ascending the Heavenly Ladder (Part 3) Never before have I seen such shamelessness…
Yin Simiao's current feeling is regret, deep regret!
It's rare that Yu Jiangheng isn't in the sect. Why doesn't he do something better? He just has to come and be the proctor for the entrance exam, creating trouble for himself.
Now look what's happened. He's run into such an unreasonable and spoiled brat. How is he supposed to respond to that?
Before Yin Simiao could come up with a solution to the current situation, Qiu Nan jumped out first. His face was full of anger, his neck was red, and his voice was much louder than usual.
"You are truly unreasonable and arrogant. If you hadn't repeatedly made things difficult for Li Sheng and even tried to take his life, why would Brother Su have made a move!"
Having survived the ordeal, Pan Tianlei was completely oblivious to everything else; whatever came to mind was just popping into his head.
He pointed at Yin Lisheng, his face full of disbelief, and said, "You compare me to him? What is this little bastard's status, and what am I? What's wrong with me teasing him a bit? It's his good fortune!"
Although Fu Yunshu had destroyed Pan Tianlei's sedan chair earlier, he hadn't intended to kill him; he merely wanted to teach him a lesson. Even if Yin Simiao hadn't saved Pan Tianlei, he would have intervened to protect him.
But at this moment, as he held Yin Lisheng, he could clearly sense that after hearing the words "little bastard," Yin Lisheng's hands unconsciously tightened around his clothes, so much so that the clothes were slightly deformed; Fu Yunshu didn't need to specifically check to feel that the area on his shoulder was damp; the child was also trembling all over. This word seemed to be a switch, revealing a little bit of something hidden beneath his calm and collected exterior.
Even this tiny bit is enough to make one feel incredibly sorry for them.
Fu Yunshu took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the urge to punch Pan Tianlei.
He looked at Yin Simiao, his eyes like deep pools, cold and piercing. Yin Simiao subconsciously held her breath, stunned by those eyes.
"have a look."
Fu Yunshu tossed something over, and Yin Simiao caught it. When she opened her palm, she saw that it was a photo-recording stone.
Yin Simiao channeled his spiritual power to activate it, and the entire story was recorded inside. After reading all the contents, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
"How do you plan to handle this matter?" Fu Yunshu asked.
Yin Simiao disliked Pan Tianlei to begin with, and now that the evidence was conclusive, he naturally could not allow such a treacherous, cunning, and despicable person to enter Qingyuan Sect.
"The matter is clear. Pan Tianlei, you harbor ill intentions. At such a young age, you have such a vicious mind. You bully your fellow disciples by relying on your status and strength. Qingyuan Sect will never keep someone of such depraved character as you. You may leave on your own," Yin Simiao said in a deep voice.
"I'm not leaving!" Pan Tianlei said angrily, his face full of resentment. "These two tried to kill me, and now you want me to leave? Why should I?"
His gaze swept back and forth between Yin Simiao and Fu Yunshu, as if he had figured something out. His tone became irritable: "Fine, fine, I see now. You're in cahoots with them! You've teamed up to bully me! Just you wait, I'm going to tell my father, and you'll all be in for it!"
Yin Simiao was too lazy to waste words with this spoiled young master. He gave a wink to the disciples behind him, and they immediately stepped forward to pull him away.
Seeing that Yin Simiao seemed to be serious, Pan Tianlei finally felt scared. He screamed wildly and tried to break free from the disciples' grasp, but to little avail.
However, just as they were about to drag the man away, they all felt a sharp pain on the back of their hands. The force in their hands was released, and when they looked again, Pan Tianlei was gone. A middle-aged man had appeared next to him at some point.
"Uncle—" Pan Tianlei cried, hugging the man's leg, sobbing uncontrollably, "You've finally come to save me! They've all been bullying me, please avenge me!"
The man disgustedly tugged at the hem of his shirt, which Pan Tianlei had soiled, trying to pull his leg out, but Pan Tianlei held him tightly and he couldn't budge it. His lips twitched, and he tried his best to ignore the strange sensation, maintaining a calm expression.
"Elder Pan." Yin Simiao reluctantly bowed to the newcomer.
“Nephew Yin,” Pan Hongru nodded in response, “I wonder what mistake my nephew has made to anger you so much. There has never been a precedent of expelling someone midway through the assessment.”
Pan Hongru had cursed Pan Tianlei a thousand times in his heart. This good-for-nothing fool, why couldn't he just obediently complete the assessment process? Why did he have to provoke Yin Simiao? Even Pan Hongru himself couldn't easily offend the sect leader's second disciple. Now, he, an elder, had to humbly beg Yin Simiao, a junior, for mercy.
If this idiot weren't the only bloodline of his elder brother, Pan Hongru would have slapped him to death right now.
Yin Simiao felt troubled. With Peak Master Du away, Beast Taming Peak was now being managed by Pan Hongru and another Elder Chen. Elder Pan was an elder, and he couldn't just ignore him completely. But Pan Hongru's intention was clearly to keep Pan Tianlei here.
He refused.
Yin Simiao spoke in a calm and composed tone, recounting in detail what had just happened. With each sentence he spoke, Pan Hongru's face darkened further.
“Therefore,” Yin Simiao looked up and stared directly at Pan Hongru, “I hope Elder Pan will not take offense, but Qingyuan Sect would never accept such a person.”
Pan Hongru still wore a kind smile and said earnestly, "Nephew Yin, my nephew is just a bit impulsive and careless. That magic weapon was specially found for him by his elder brother for self-defense. I guess he's not used to it yet, which is why the sword accidentally bounced out. It was an unintentional mistake on his part!"
"Yes, yes, yes," Pan Tianlei nodded hurriedly, "I didn't mean to, and besides, Yin Lisheng is fine, there's no need to make such a fuss."
Pan Tianlei cried out in surprise, then quickly covered his mouth. Only then did Pan Hongru withdraw his hand from Pan Tianlei's shoulder.
The two tried to brush the matter aside with just a few words, which made even Yin Simiao somewhat angry.
"Elder Pan, even if Young Master Pan accidentally triggered the mechanism, how do you explain his continued attempts to attack after Su Yun saved Yin Lisheng?"
Pan Hongru remained calm and collected: "He has poor eyesight, he has an eye condition, so he didn't notice."
Yin Simiao was so angry she almost fell backward. To lie through one's teeth is truly shameless!
“But,” Yan Shuangwan peeked out from behind Qiu Nan, “Pan Tianlei started making things difficult for Li Sheng while we were queuing at the mountain gate yesterday. Many disciples saw it.”
"Really?" Pan Hongru asked. "Who saw it?"
Qiu Nan immediately stepped forward and said, "I saw it! If I hadn't intervened, I don't know how badly Li Sheng would have been bullied by Pan Tianlei."
“You’re all in this together, so your words don’t count,” Pan Hongru turned to look at the group of disciples standing there dumbfounded and afraid to move behind him. “Who else saw it?”
His tone was neither warm nor cold, yet it sent a chill down the spines of all the disciples, who dared not utter a sound.
Seeing that no one responded, Pan Hongru looked at Yin Simiao and said, "No one saw it, Nephew Yin, I think this statement is debatable!"
What a blatant attempt to shift the blame!
Yin Simiao was about to speak when Fu Yunshu suddenly said, "Since that's the case, let's just consider this a misunderstanding."
Everyone looked at Fu Yunshu, their gazes filled with shock, confusion, bewilderment, and indignation, but Fu Yunshu paid no attention.
Yin Simiao thought he was scared, after all, the other party was a peak elder, while the others were just new disciples who had not yet entered the sect, and dared not offend Pan Hongru.
So he said solemnly, "Su Yun, although I am not a big shot, I am still the second disciple of the sect leader. Putting aside everything else, I still have a say in front of my master. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me."
These words were like slapping Pan Hongru across the face, making him even more gloomy.
Fu Yunshu shook his head, "There's nothing difficult about it."
Yin Simiao looked at Yin Lisheng with unwavering determination, but Yin Lisheng kept his head buried in Fu Yunshu's neck and did not lift it up, nor did he seem to want to say anything.
He sighed helplessly. Neither of the parties involved said anything, so the matter had to be dropped.
Pan Hongru looked at Fu Yunshu with appreciation and said with relief, "Young friend, don't worry. After all, Tian Lei was in the wrong. We will give you every penny of the compensation you deserve."
Fu Yunshu ignored her and continued walking forward with Yin Lisheng in his arms.
Pan Hongru didn't pay much attention. He picked up Pan Tianlei and said in a cold tone, "Be a good student and do your assessment well. Don't cause any more trouble, or I won't be able to save you next time."
Pan Tianlei trembled in fright and nodded repeatedly in agreement. Pan Hongru left satisfied.
After he left, the atmosphere did not ease much; it remained as silent as death.
“Will you blame me?” Fu Yunshu looked down at Yin Lisheng, “for letting this matter pass by so easily without your consent.”
Yin Lisheng hugged the man tighter and muttered, "It's not my fault." He had never taken Pan Tianlei, that clown, seriously.
"Trust me," Fu Yunshu said softly, rubbing the little head in his arms, "They won't be able to keep this up for long. They'll get their revenge for you soon."
At this moment, the atmosphere inside the main hall of the peak was also very tense.
The veins on the back of Song Wenzhuo's hands were bulging, and the armrests of the chair were slightly deformed.
"How can Du Zhun manage his subordinates? How could the Qingyuan Sect have such a scoundrel?"
Ye Xiuzhu scoffed, "Useless guy. If he weren't here right now, I would definitely give him a good beating. All he does is research how to hatch his precious egg. He doesn't care about the people and things in Beast Taming Peak at all."
Ning Xuexi's temper flared up, and she rolled up her sleeves, ready to take action. "I'm going to smash his egg right now."
Wen Xun quickly pulled the man back, saying helplessly, "He treasures that egg so much, he must carry it with him at all times. Do you want to rush to the Northern Border now?"
Ning Xuexi sat down angrily.
“I will thoroughly investigate Pan Hongru,” Song Wenzhuo said coldly. “This matter is also my dereliction of duty.”
Pan Hongru probably never dreamed that his every move had been seen by Song Wenzhuo and several peak masters, let alone that the young man he had taken for granted was actually Immortal Venerable Huaiwei Fu Yunshu.
His good days are about to end.
A note from the author:
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I've received a lot of nutrient solutions these past two days, and some readers even came from my previous book. I'm really grateful to everyone. I will finish writing "The Concubine" and I won't abandon it (bows).
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