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Shen Luofeng sneered: "What did the Immortal Lord Chiyang say? I don't understand."
As the saying goes, pinch the snake and hit it at its most vulnerable part. After fighting with Lin Yu for many years, Chen Luofeng knew very well what she cared about.
After these words were spoken, Lin Yu stopped struggling and remained expressionless, as if he had been born with a paralyzed face: "I am a sinner, I am guilty."
Being one of the three Immortal Lords of the Wuwang Sect was an honor for outsiders, but for them, it was like buying one and getting two free, giving her and Shen Luofeng one Immortal Lord each, a ridiculous title.
Shen Luofeng nodded with satisfaction, released his hand and sat down next to Lin Yu. Turning around, he was greeted by a glistening white head. He was stunned for a moment, then roared angrily: "Lin Yu! Why did you bring the bald man from Wuding Temple in here!"
He was about to continue speaking when he met the bald man's face. The face was so familiar as if he had seen it before, right at Hanfeng Mountain!
"Fu Chen? How did you become like this?!"
It was obvious that it was even more difficult for him to accept that his nephew Fu Chen had become bald than Fu Chen's suicide.
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The other person's master was still sitting next to him. He and Lin Yu, as his uncles, finished their words first, leaving Su Miao to watch how they cared for their disciples.
Fu Chen: "...dead, but not completely dead!" This time he changed his words. In fact, he didn't know what had happened to him.
The three of them looked at each other in silence, and it was Su Miao who broke the silence: "Lin Yu, take a look at his injuries. Luo Feng, come with me to see the elders."
It was as if nothing had happened, Fu Chen had never betrayed the sect, and Chen Luofeng had never led people to attack Fu Chen.
Chen Lin and the other two had no objections. The three of them looked at Fu Chen together. He bit his lip and said, "No! I'm already dead, why should I listen to you guys?"
His tone was so arrogant and he was not willing to give in at all, but it was just a bluff.
Su Miao raised his hand, and his spiritual power bound him into a ball. No matter how hard Fu Chen struggled, he couldn't break free.
Lin Yu clapped his hands, stood up, and thought a little slower: "Senior Sister, I was not thoughtful enough before. My nephew's situation is indeed not urgent."
After all, the people were dead, so even if those people wanted to hold them responsible, they couldn't. Forcing their disciples to death, it was time for those old guys to get anxious.
She rarely felt in a good mood. Even Chen Luofeng was like this. He looked at Fu Chen with a lot of favor. Before leaving, he couldn't help but remind him: "If there is anything missing, ask Su Rong to go to Fufeng to get it."
Lin Yu waved her hand to indicate that she would not be polite. Fu Chen behind her was tied into a ball and floated behind her out of thin air.
After the two of them walked away, Shen Luofeng said solemnly: "Senior Sister, as you expected, the Hehuan Sect has changed people this time."
The fact that the Wuwang Sect and the Hehuan Sect are at odds has become common knowledge in the world of immortal cultivation.
Thinking of the unfamiliar face he had seen today, Shen Luofeng continued to add: "That person should not be an elder, his cultivation is only at the Golden Core stage. The Hehuan Sect is really not that bad, actually sending a young man who is less than a hundred years old!"
There are many sects in the world of immortal cultivation, but only a few cultivators are worthy of mention. It's hard to blame Shen Luofeng for being cautious when someone suddenly appears. Especially since the Hehuan Sect is so special to the Wuwang Sect, it's hard for him to ignore it.
Su Miao glanced at him lightly and said, "The golden elixir that is less than a hundred years old must be that senior disciple."
Upon hearing this, Shen Luofeng laughed out loud: "He, it seems that he has also found a good place."
Su Miao's reputation spread far and wide, and countless people went to Wuwang Sect for the sake of one dream - to become the disciple of Immortal Beihan.
There are tens of thousands of geniuses in the world, and countless more have been stifled. To wipe out a genius who hasn't yet emerged is not particularly unusual in the world of immortal cultivation.
There was once an arrogant person who relied on his good talent. As soon as he passed the selection of Wuwang Sect, he spoke nonsense in front of all the sects, claiming that he came for the Immortal Lord Beihan.
It just so happened that the Wuwang Sect was holding a sect competition at that time, which caused a lot of trouble for the Wuwang Sect.
Whenever you meet other people, you have to accept the final result whether you like it or not.
He happened to encounter the untouchable Beihan Immortal Venerable. Even though that person's bottom line kept retreating, the Wuwang Sect refused to accept him.
Thinking of that man's arrogance, Shen Luofeng felt that Fu Chen was not bad, and he could not help but plead for his nephew: "Regarding Fu Chen, what are your plans, Senior Sister?"
I don't like it, I don't like it, I'm not afraid of getting better, I'm just afraid of something worse behind me. After all this, Fu Chen seemed to be much better.
Especially since Su Miao is famous, I'm afraid that just as he said he had no disciples, another one would come who would be even more arrogant than that kid.
Chen Luofeng inevitably asked another question: "Although Fu Chen is not of our race, if Senior Sister wants to keep him, we have no objection. But how is your inner demon?"
Hearing his words, Su Miao was a little surprised, and then said: "It's okay."
Chen Luofeng didn't ask any more questions and followed him towards the main peak in the center.
Although the Wuwang Sect manages itself internally, it is consistent in external affairs. It leads the main peak when there is something going on, and it also leads the main peak when there is nothing going on.
Even though no one was hosting them, the elders who were invited did not dare to complain openly, except for one person.
The man's clothing was very similar to that of the Wuwang Sect. They were both white Taoist robes, and even the position of the white cloud patterns on the robes was similar.
The man stood up angrily: "The Wuwang Sect is really showing off, actually stopping us here!"
He looked around, most people avoiding his eyes, afraid to get involved with him.
The calmest among them was a white-haired old man who said, "Why are you so impatient, fellow Daoist? Now that the demon has been killed, there's nothing wrong with waiting a little longer."
The man looked in the direction of the voice and saw the person sitting in the front row. He said angrily, "Elder Shi Fang is right. I'm just worried that the Wuwang Sect will change their attitude."
Among the four major sects in the world of immortal cultivation today, Wuwang Sect is the leader, followed by Qianli Pavilion, Wuding Temple, and finally Hehuan Sect.
Elder Shi Fang came from Qianli Pavilion, so they naturally didn't dare to offend him, but they didn't dare to offend Wuwang Sect even more.
Hearing this, Elder Shi Fang opened his eyes and glared at him with a pair of stern eyes: "Are you from the Hehuan Sect? Why didn't your sect leader come?"
In the world of cultivating immortals, status is never considered; the strong are respected.
The man's face turned red. He was just a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. He really had no right to speak among a bunch of cultivators in the Spirit Transformation stage and the Mahayana stage.
After a while, he said, "Master is in seclusion and sent me here specially."
Everyone understood that the cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage should be the eldest disciple of the leader of the Hehuan Sect as rumored, and he was also "famous".
Those present were all seniors at the Spirit Transformation Realm and the Mahayana Realm, and it was impossible for them to laugh in front of others.
But the gaze never stopped. The man wanted to stop it but didn't dare. His hatred towards Wuwang Sect and Beihan Immortal Venerable increased.
Elder Shi Fang suddenly stood up and looked towards the door, his expression showing a subtle excitement.
A white figure came slowly, the woman had a calm expression, and a magic sword followed behind her.
"Immortal Lord Beihan, you are finally here!" Elder Shi Fang's tone was very generous. He and Su Miao were friends regardless of age difference, and the two had been working together for many years.
Seeing that everyone was no longer as impatient as before, he then looked at Shen Luofeng: "The Sun Flame Immortal Venerable is a little slow."
Others didn't dare to be as casual as him and greet him honestly and proactively. Even if they were his seniors, they didn't dare to complain at all.
Chen Luofeng invited the elders to take their seats, and after everything was arranged, he retreated to Su Miao's side.
Su Miao nodded slightly and glanced at the young man standing beside him. It was he who had just expressed dissatisfaction with the Wuwang Sect. "Are you, Zhuang Yu? It seems that your sect leader's eyesight is getting worse."
Several pampered elders were accustomed to this. They respected Beihan as a descendant, not only because of his strength.
Zhuang Yu stared at Su Miao blankly, raised his chin proudly, and a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes when he heard the second half of the sentence.
Su Miao walked towards the vacant seat at the head: "Are the elders satisfied with the matter of Hanfeng Mountain?"
Having just been mocked by Su Miao, Zhuang Yu was eager to make the Wuwang Sect the target of public criticism: "Is the Immortal Venerable here to call for punishment?"
Su Miao remained silent, and neither did the other elders. After a while, Elder Shi Fang stepped in to break the deadlock: "You are so rude, young man! How can you have the right to comment on the Immortal Venerable?"
He bowed to Su Miao and looked at the elders: "We know the character of the Immortal Venerable, so we naturally trust him."
Su Miao didn't respond, but looked at Zhuang Yu, who was sitting alone beside him. "I heard that Fellow Zhuang is the first disciple of the Hehuan Sect's leader?"
"Exactly!" Zhuang Yu said as usual.
Su Miao said, "If I want to make a fuss, so what? Could it be that Chongting will protect you?"
Chong Ting is the leader of the Hehuan Sect and also Zhuang Yu's master.
The Wuwang Sect and the Hehuan Sect had always been at odds with each other. Shi Fang and the others felt that it was inappropriate for them to be together, so they hurriedly excused themselves: "Immortal Venerable, the sect has something going on, so we'll leave first."
"Elder Shi is a wise man. I have always admired you. I wonder what Elder Shi will say when he returns?" Su Miao was calm and at ease when dealing with a group of elders who were two or three times his age. He was full of momentum.
Shi Fang wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was a Mahayana cultivator, and his realm was not as high as Su Miao's. The Great Perfection Realm of the Ruthless Dao was half a point stronger than the Tribulation Realm. "Has the demon been suppressed?"
Su Miao shook his head: "Not good."
Another elder said weakly, "The disappearance of the immortal sect's disciples was not caused by the demon... Fellow Daoist Fu Chen. As for his fall into the devil, the Wuwang Sect has already punished him. Immortal Venerable, do you think this is appropriate?"
Zhuang Yu sat aside and snorted, his expression clearly showing that he looked down on them.
Su Miao was not polite either. He directly cast a silence spell and used his spiritual power to help Shi Fang stand up. "It was my fault that I didn't discipline Fu Chen properly, but I am truly heartbroken that you guys forced him to death."
She said these words expressionlessly, and no one laughed out loud; they didn't dare.
Shi Fang took out the storage bag from his waist first: "Inside it are the magic tools forged by Qianli Pavilion, and the rest are the spirit stones left by this old man, as a token of comfort."
Four weapons and a pile of spirit stones flew out and piled neatly on the ground.
There were three heavenly-grade weapons and one semi-god-grade weapon, as well as mid-grade spirit stones and one top-grade spirit stone.
Zhuang Yu's eyes widened. He turned around and looked around. Everyone looked surprised.
Seeing that Shi Fang had already made compensation, the other elders had to take out their own private money even if they were reluctant. Some of them who did not bring enough had to write an IOU.
Fortunately, Su Miao was used to this and even carried pen and ink with him. Turning around, Chen Luofeng handed the pen and ink to the elders who needed to write IOUs with a cold face.
Seeing that they had all paid the compensation gifts, Su Miao sighed helplessly, and the elders immediately tensed their backs, fearing that something else might happen.
Fortunately, Su Miao did not embarrass them. A disciple walked in and saluted: "Immortal Venerable, the disciples of Qianli Pavilion and other sects have come to inquire when the elder will return."
Hearing this, the group of elders finally gave up and began to cry. One by one, they no longer had the sage-like demeanor they had at the beginning.
It was obvious that Su Miao not only demanded compensation from them, but the sects behind them also did not escape.
Nowadays, resources are scarce in the world of cultivating immortals, and the resources of the sects are being used tightly. This time they have caused a big disaster. Even if they are elders, they cannot escape a scolding.
After all, they have a master above them. Even if the disciples can't scold themselves, the master can.
Su Miao: "Elders, please go back, otherwise I will be scolded by my master again."
Everyone had no choice but to follow the disciples away in disappointment, leaving Zhuang Yu sitting there motionless, silenced.
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