"Why didn't Senior Brother Xie take Senior Brother with him?"
"That's right!"
"Why don't you just take me with you? Then the demonic cultivators won't have to swing their swords thousands of times every day."
"Wow, you really dare to think that way."
See everyone's reaction.
Gingerbread once again marveled at how wondrous the Sword Sect was.
And the wisdom and prowess of our ancestors.
Um?
Ancestor?
She glanced at Fen Jue beside her without making a sound.
A certain curiosity arose in my heart about him.
How did he cultivate such a sect?
The master and his disciples flew back to Immortal Jade Peak, where Immortal Lord Qingxue continued to hide in a corner, clutching her wine jug and sobbing.
Liu Zheng left with a heavy heart.
Wen Yuzhao smiled faintly and said sarcastically, "Junior sister, your acting is the worst."
Embarrassing.
"Senior brother, that's too much!" Ginger Cake scratched his cheek sheepishly. "It wasn't that bad, it's just that Peacock and Master Uncle acted so well."
"When you fell from the sky clutching your chest and winked at your junior brother, your eyelids were practically twitching." Wen Yuzhao said these words, his expression gentle yet utterly hurtful.
Fen Jue pursed his thin lips slightly, as if he was also suppressing a laugh.
"..."
"You're all laughing at me, I'm not talking to you anymore!" Gingerbread blushed and ran away.
Halfway up the mountain, only Wen Yuzhao and Fenjue remained.
The two nodded and returned to their respective courtyards.
...
Demonic Realm.
"idiot!"
The Demon Lord struck out with his palm, and the tables and chairs shattered instantly.
"Demon Lord, please calm your anger. I never expected that the Sword Sect would dare to tolerate demonic cultivators."
The person kneeling inside the hall was Song Yuechen.
The Demon Lord's chest heaved as he took a deep breath and sat back down, looking somewhat dejected. "That rebellious son will probably come to take my life soon."
Song Yuechen paused, "How could that be? Even if he is at the Void Refinement Realm, you still have the Four Saints and Twelve Generals."
The Demon Lord closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again, too lazy to curse the Nine Heavens Sect, that stupid thing, any longer.
"For more than ten years, do you think he didn't plan this?"
"The Four Saints and Twelve Generals are bound by interests, and no one knows how many of them have been bribed by that rebellious son. I failed in my tribulation a few years ago and failed to cultivate my Blood Pearl. Those scoundrels are eager to show off in front of the new Demon Lord."
He coughed up a mouthful of blood after saying that.
The decline is already evident.
"......"
A lump formed in Song Yuechen's throat.
It seems he's on the wrong side.
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