Biqing covered her aching cheek and muttered to herself.
She was shaking with anger, and the malice and complacency in her eyes could no longer be concealed.
Temple.
Fairy air is floating, clouds and mist are lingering, and the spiritual energy is abundant.
Several huge pillars hundreds of feet high stand tall, carved with statues of ancient gods.
These statues are vivid and lifelike, as if they are about to fly away at any moment.
The huge palace is located at the top of the temple, with golden light flowing in the sun and emitting golden light in the clouds.
Shangyue walked leisurely towards the temple as if strolling in the garden.
As they walked, Shangyue's expression became solemn.
It is worthy of being an ancient relic temple, it is majestic and awe-inspiring.
"Master, why are you here? You've been missing for three days, and I've been so worried!"
Dressed in purple Luoqun, she watched as the older maid hurried over.
Shangyue recognized her at a glance. She was originally the most capable subordinate of the leader of the Shenzong Sect, and was later assigned to her.
This person's name is Ziyuan. He has always helped the original owner suppress the disciples of the temple and helped the original owner establish prestige.
Shion rushed over and looked around Shangyue, her eyes slightly red.
"Young Master, how did you get yourself into this state!"
Ziyuan felt sad. She couldn't help but think of 16 years ago when the previous sect leader, the young master's biological father, Gou Chen Luotian, suddenly disappeared while investigating the case of the Huanhua Sect's massacre.
In order to find her beloved Taoist partner, the young master's mother set out for the Huanhua Sect to search for clues before she even had the chance to see him after giving birth to him.
This time I’ve been gone for eight years!
During the eight years, news came that Gou Chen Luotian had died in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.
From then on, a rift arose between the gods and the demons.
But this news caused an uproar in Shangyuan Continent and plunged the entire Shenzong into chaos.
In order to seize the position of the leader of the Divine Sect, the leaders of the various deputy peaks tore each other apart and fought each other, resulting in countless casualties.
For a time, everyone in the Shenzong clan felt insecure.
Shenzong faced an unprecedented dark moment.
Until the young master's mother forcibly broke through the realm of immortals and became the only supreme being in Shangyuan Continent, she deservedly succeeded to the throne as the current sect leader.
Only with his own strength, he turned the tide and saved Emperor Shenzong from danger.
However, the forced breakthrough to the Supreme Realm damaged the sect master's spiritual body.
After struggling for a year, the sect leader had to go into seclusion to recuperate.
As a result, just when the young master had spent a year in peace, the sect leader's disciples bullied her again.
The more Ziyuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, and she couldn't help sobbing softly.
"It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of the young master and failed to live up to the sect leader's expectations."
The young master has a heart as bright as jade, pure and kind, and a beauty that can shame the moon and flowers.
But why did such a person who should have been a child of destiny, who had no spiritual roots when he was born, suffer such great injustice?
"Don't cry!" Shangyue comforted her. She hated to see people crying in front of her.
Seeing that Ziyuan not only did not stop, but became louder and louder.
Shangyue held her forehead helplessly. She glanced at the twenty or thirty disciples who were kneeling on the ground with their heads down behind Ziyuan. They all lowered their heads and looked submissive, not daring to breathe.
Shangyue changed the subject and asked, "What's going on? Did they make a big mistake?"
When Shiyuan heard this, she stopped crying.
She said angrily, "A bunch of people, with eyes in their heads, are completely useless. They didn't even know that the young master had been missing for three days. If it weren't for this maidservant coming here, I'm afraid they wouldn't even know that the young master is not in the temple now."
After listening to Shion's complaints, Shangyue immediately understood.
Most of the disciples of the Divine Sect looked down on the original owner, while the disciples of the Divine Temple were the complete opposite. They dared not disobey what the original owner said.
Because, as long as they show the slightest disrespect, Ziyuan will let them know what true disrespect is.
Three days ago, the disciples of the Divine Sect were discussing that the Immortal Lord Shangqing had successfully driven out the demons from the border and would be returning in triumph soon.
The original owner was overwhelmed with emotion after hearing the news. He couldn't sleep all night, and the image of Gou Chen Shangqing was in his eyes and mind.
So he wanted to see the original owner of his beloved as soon as possible, so he found an excuse to practice in seclusion and hurriedly left the temple.
Shangyue held her forehead in her hand. The original owner had actually used the excuse of retreating to cultivate? Such a lame excuse! She simply couldn't bear to look at it.
"Okay, it's not a big deal, let them get up!"
Shangyue has always had a clear distinction between love and hate, with clear boundaries.
In her world, rewards and punishments have clear boundaries and are never confused.
Ziyuan complained, "Young Master, you're just too kind, that's why you're so indulgent towards them. Be careful, one day they might get ahead of you and dare to climb over your head!"
Finally, she sighed helplessly, the young master was just too kind.
She turned around and sternly swept her eyes over the group of people kneeling on the ground. She said sternly, "Since the Young Master is no longer pursuing the matter, you should be grateful and serve him wholeheartedly from now on. What are you all standing there like idiots for? Why don't you thank him quickly?"
The disciples hurriedly expressed their gratitude: "Thank you, Young Master, for not punishing us!"
Shangyue waved his hand, signaling them all to leave.
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