The cave on the Siguo Cliff is dark, damp, and filled with a pungent, fishy, ​​and salty smell.

Water drops kept falling from the stone walls, moss grew wildly, and insects crawled in the dark between the cracks in the rocks.

In the area near the stone wall of the cave, straw mats were laid out one after another.

Each straw mat is equivalent to a person's room.

The disciples imprisoned in the Cliff of Repentance lived in such a simple manner.

A harsh environment is also an effective punishment.

Li Zhiming went deep into the cave and discovered a strange phenomenon.

At the entrance of the cave, many disciples were sitting cross-legged on straw mats, facing the stone wall and thinking about their mistakes.

But as he went deeper into the practice, the number of his disciples decreased.

Now, Li Zhiming could no longer see anyone, only an empty straw mat.

"Where did everyone go?"

Li Zhiming looked around, his face full of confusion.

After a while, he came to the end of the cave.

The space at the end was very large, with a cemetery on top. A gentle breeze blew, and dust floated slowly in the projected beams of light.

It is relatively dry here, and because it is located in a windy place, the smell is not that strong, and the environment is much better than before.

Near the stone wall at the end of the cave, there is a table with several layers of straw mats next to it.

A young man in black was sitting on the straw mat.

At this time, the young man in black turned his back to Li Zhiming, faced the stone wall, and meditated on his mistakes.

This person is Peng Li.

They were all disciples from the same sect, so he naturally recognized each other.

Peng Li moved his ears and noticed someone coming.

He didn't turn around, but asked sternly: "Didn't I tell you that no one is allowed to get close within fifty meters of me!"

"How dare you come?"

"Do you really think I don't dare to teach you a lesson?"

"You bunch of losers, I came here to hide from the limelight, and you came here to be punished, so know your place!"

Peng Li's voice was full of warning.

Upon hearing this, Li Zhiming folded his arms, narrowed his eyes, and a smile flashed across the corners of his mouth.

He said that the further he went in, the fewer disciples there were. It turned out that they were driven away by Peng Li.

He occupied the best area in the cave by himself.

Peng Li has only just entered the seventh rank and became a direct disciple this year. With such status and strength, he dares to be so arrogant and overbearing.

It seems that Qi Yang has been supporting him behind the scenes a lot.

"I'm asking you a question, why don't you answer?"

Peng Li didn't hear any response and felt a little angry for a moment.

He was already tired of staying in the Cliff of Repentance and was in a very irritable mood. There were even people who were not aware of the danger and came to irritate him.

Previously, he had followed Qi Yang's instructions and voluntarily surrendered himself to release Li Zhiming. Qi Yang then secretly manipulated the Criminal Court to give him a lighter sentence.

The plan was indeed executed perfectly.

His cultivation was not abolished, nor was he imprisoned in Xuyuan Prison. He was just imprisoned in the Cliff of Repentance, facing the wall for half a year, and was fined half a year's salary.

But staying here forever is not a solution. The environment here is harsh and it greatly affects his practice.

Moreover, some time ago, Uncle Jin came to ask me questions several times.

This made him feel uneasy, and he felt that Uncle Jin might have discovered something.

However, all of this was secretly done by Qi Yang. The commander-in-chief of the Punishment Hall was his uncle, so no one should dare to investigate further.

Peng Li thought of this and regained his composure.

Just as he was about to speak again, he heard laughter from behind him.

"Peng Li, please turn around and take a look at who I am!"

Peng Li frowned slightly when he heard this.

He felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

He turned around, and the moment he saw Li Zhiming, his pupils trembled and his face was full of disbelief.

"Li, Li Zhiming?!"

Peng Li looked Li Zhiming up and down and couldn't speak clearly.

"Brother Peng, why do you look like you've seen a ghost when you see me? What are you afraid of?"

Li Zhiming walked slowly to Peng Lishen, leaned forward and let him take a good look at him.

"Or maybe you have done something wrong and have something to hide."

Li Zhiming stretched out his finger and nodded at Peng Li's heart.

"You...why are you here?"

Peng Li tried hard to calm himself down, but his speech was still a little unsound.

"The chief has ordered that from now on, you will be handed over to me for disposal."

Li Zhiming said calmly with a peaceful smile on his face.

“How… is this possible?!”

Peng Li’s eyes widened.

Who is Li Zhiming? What qualifications does he have?

The abbot would let a disciple punish him. Isn't this ridiculous?

"Why not? You fabricated evidence to slander me, causing me to lose my skills and be imprisoned in Xuyuan Prison. Now that I'm out, I know that every wrong has its perpetrator, and you should be handed over to me for punishment."

Li Zhiming smiled.

"Who do you think you are to punish me?" Peng Li gritted his teeth.

"It's not up to you to decide whether it's suitable or not."

Li Zhiming opened his palm, and a golden token appeared in Peng Li's eyes.

"This is... the Azure Luan Golden Order!"

"Are you a direct disciple?"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. How can a useless person like you become a personal disciple?!"

"Fake, this token must be fake!"

Peng Li was so frightened that his speech became incoherent.

"It seems Qi Yang doesn't treat you well. You act like a dog for him, and he didn't even tell you that I have recovered my strength and identity."

Li Zhiming smiled and shook his head, expressing doubts about the relationship between the two.

"It has only been more than half a year since your cultivation was abolished. Even if you have a magic medicine, it is impossible for you to recover so quickly in such a short time."

"Moreover, after your cultivation is wasted, your Dantian and meridians will also be damaged to a certain extent. How can you eliminate these stubborn diseases in your foundation?"

Peng Li's face was filled with horror, and he refused to believe that what Li Zhiming said was true.

But Li Zhiming was right about one thing, Qi Yang had indeed not told him about his situation.

"You don't need to know that."

"All you need to know now is that I have the final say over your life and death." Li Zhiming said with a smile.

"Haha, I don't believe it!"

Peng Li clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"It's not up to you to believe it or not."

"Just now, the Punishment Hall sent an order saying that you have performed well and suggested that Qingluan Peak release you early so that you can participate in the next trial."

Li Zhiming stood up and clapped his hands.

"real?"

"Of course it's true, but I rejected it. It's up to me whether you can leave the Cliff of Repentance or not." Li Zhiming's words poured cold water on Peng Li.

"you……!"

"You dare to go against the Punishment Hall?"

"When you are at Qingluan Peak, you should focus on Qingluan Peak."

"I don't believe it, you must be lying to me. How could the abbot entrust such an important matter to you? You are just a disciple!"

Peng Li's teeth were grinding. Before the order from the peak master came, Li Zhiming's words were all bullshit!

At this moment, the disciple who had been guarding the Cliff of Repentance walked in quickly.

"Hello, Senior Brother Li." He first bowed to Li Zhiming, then looked at Peng Li with a serious face.

"Peng Li, the chief has ordered that you and your case be handed over to Li Zhiming to handle. No one else can interfere!"

This news was like a bolt from the blue to Peng Li.

It made him dizzy and he collapsed to the ground.