Chapter 461 Rescue (3)
In just a few moments, the three Nascent Soul cultivators fell to the ground and were unable to get up, but the possibility of Tao Zi escaping became increasingly smaller.
At this time, disciples from all peaks arrived. They held torches and the surroundings were bright. Also coming with them was an elder who was in the out-of-body stage.
The two elders are equally powerful, and neither dares to act rashly.
Tao Zi stood up with difficulty, her eyes becoming even colder.
Lan Yongji laughed heartily, looking at the disciples around him with a look of pride in his eyes. He said, "Why don't you take action and capture this criminal!"
The others did not take any action. After the drunken gaffe, Lan Yongji's identity as the second senior brother had long been in name only.
She looked at these disciples, some familiar and some unfamiliar, and said, "When I was teaching you, I never imagined that there would be a day when we would meet in battle."
Eleven stepped out, bowed to her, and said, "Senior Sister, Eleven has never thought about this either, but no matter what the outcome is, we are still grateful for your decades of teaching."
Seeing their hypocritical conversation, Lan Yongji said irritably, "Eleven, why are you still pretending to be polite?"
Eleven sighed silently, his attitude still as respectful as before, and said: "Don't worry, Second Brother, the Minglan Sect has already laid a net outside the mountain gate. Even if we don't come, Senior Sister will not be able to escape."
He was completely unaware of this, and therefore became even more furious. He cursed, "I see you just want to let her go. Why don't you do it quickly? Otherwise, if something goes wrong, no one will be responsible."
Eleven sighed softly, unsheathed his sword, pointed it at Tao Zi, and said in a deep voice, "Brothers, please help me capture the renegade disciple Yue Qiran."
The little ghost supported Tao Zi, his eyes glaring: "Don't even think about it!"
The disciples drew their swords and pointed them silently at Tao Zi. Some of them looked a little strange.
The sound of hundreds of swords being unsheathed cut through the sky and reached the ears of Cheng Wuchou and others in the distance.
Cheng Wuchou clenched his fists, his face still calm: "They won't execute Wuyou on the spot. You guys speed up. Qinglan will be free to deal with the matter here in three quarters of an hour."
He told himself that the formation had not been set up yet and he should not be too hasty.
A calm voice suddenly sounded: "Master Cheng, can we help?"
He turned around and saw that it was Yue Qingya and other cultivators who had received the news and rushed over. He never expected that Wang Xu was among them.
Cheng Wuchou was stunned. "Why is Sect Master Wang here? This is no small matter. How could the Sword Sect actually agree to this?"
Wang Xu smiled and said, "I am no longer the Young Sect Master, and the Sword Sect will not care about my life or death. Master Cheng can just call me Wang Xu or Daoyou Wang."
Everyone present looked at him in surprise, but his smile remained unchanged.
Three hours ago, Jian Zong
A Mahayana elder said anxiously, "Young Sect Master, please think twice!"
Wang Xu knelt in the main hall, his expression calm: "I have made up my mind. I ask the Sect Master to dethrone Wang Xu from his position as Young Sect Master."
The Sword Sect's leader stood before him, his expression even calmer than his own. He said, "I thought you would be a qualified young leader after this experience."
"I am useless," Wang Xu kowtowed. "My heart is disturbed and I am unable to lead the Sword Sect. I beg you, Sect Master, to revoke my title of Young Sect Master."
The Sect Master looked at him, his expression finally changing slightly. He sighed and said, "Your Dao heart is not confused. You just made a choice between the sect and the Dao."
His expression darkened, and he kowtowed again: "Disciple dare not put the sect in danger. I cannot go on this journey as the Young Master. If I survive by chance, I will die for the good of the sect."
The elder said angrily, "You better think about it carefully. Do you really want to give up the position of Young Sect Leader for Yue Qiran?"
Wang Xu shook his head, his tone calm and firm: "It's not for Yue Qiran, it's for my own Dao, and for the teachings I've received over the past two hundred years. I can't bear to see innocent people wrongly victimized again."
The elder's tone softened. "You could have concealed your identity. There's no need to be so extreme. Besides, you can't save her even if you go."
"I'm not being extreme. I just realized I'm unworthy of the position of Young Sect Leader. Even more so, I can't use my status as Young Sect Leader to do something the sect opposes and bring trouble upon the sect. As for whether I can save him or not, I don't care. I just want to do what's right."
The Sect Master looked at him, a hint of a smile in his eyes. He waved his hand and said, "Go. From now on, there will no longer be a Young Sect Master Wangxu in the Sword Sect, only Senior Brother Wangxu. However, that immortal sword is the symbol of the Young Sect Master's status, so you must hand it over."
The magic sword was suddenly unsheathed and circled around Wangxu.
Wang Xu whispered, "I'm sorry."
Cough, a cough that could not be suppressed sounded, Wangxu's face turned pale, blood slid from his lips, and the immortal sword also became dim.
He stroked the magic sword. This sword had been with him for many years and was like a close friend to him, but there were always trade-offs.
He kowtowed solemnly once more, and said to his master and uncle in the hall, who had taught him for many years and had high hopes for him, "I'm sorry."
The Sect Master looked at his disciple and finally helped him up. He said, "If you can come back alive, I will tell you the truth that the Sword Sect has witnessed for many years."
Hearing this, Wang Xu felt relieved. "So everything happens for a reason, and it's not just the Sword Sect's interests, it's not just Qing Lan's strength, and it's not just the war that's about to start."
"nature."
The depression in his heart suddenly dissipated. He took a step back, bowed, and then walked out the door without hesitation.
A Mahayana elder stepped forward, looking anxious: "Sect Master, Young Sect Master..."
The Sect Master raised his hand to stop him from speaking, saying, "He is no longer the Young Sect Master, but just Wang Xu."
Another elder sighed and said, "The sect has poured a lot of resources into him, and now this is nothing."
An elder who had been silent all this time suddenly said, "That's wrong. Junior Brother Wang has never let us down."
The Sect Master laughed heartily, his eyes filled with satisfaction as he said, "As a Sect Master, I feel sorry for him, but as a Master, my disciple Xiao Xu is my pride."
The elder also laughed and said, "If you have forgotten your original intention, what is the point of cultivating immortality?"
Wang Xu walked down the mountain step by step. Yue Qingya stood not far away and looked at him: "Friend Wang, have you solved the problem?"
He nodded and smiled.
Yue Qingya asked again: "Expelled from the sect?"
"No, I just want to remove you from the position of Young Sect Master. If I were expelled from the sect, I would be lying on the ground right now."
The young master of the Sword Sect cannot act on his own and interfere in the affairs of the Minglan Sect's traitors, but the eldest senior brother of the Sword Sect can.
The young master of the Sword Sect represents the Sword Sect in his actions, but the eldest senior brother of the Sword Sect does not.
If the Sword Sect's young master commits a serious mistake, the sect may need to pay a price to cover it up, but the Sword Sect's eldest master brother does not need this. He can be directly punished or expelled from the sect.
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