"Tian Xuanzi, why are you in such a hurry? I know what you mean. You are indeed strong, but I am already this old. Even before I made a move, I'm afraid I'd be half-buried in the ground the moment I stepped out of my cave. How could I possibly fight you?"
The old man sighed.
Tian Xuanzi sneered: "Fighting among fellow disciples is a capital offense. Since you know that, why don't you execute that girl immediately?"
"Tian Xuanzi, isn't it a grave crime for you to cultivate demonic arts against the natural order? We old folks are still in seclusion and haven't hunted you down. Can't you back down now?"
"If you want to kill me, then come now. Do you think I'm afraid of you?!"
The vast snowfields of the far north are ablaze with conflicting demonic and spiritual energies, swirling with white snowflakes in a magnificent and awe-inspiring spectacle.
However, no one was appreciating this beautiful scene. The conflict between magic and spiritual energy was turbulent, with deep-seated killing intent and a tense atmosphere. Lu Han Yuanjun and the others hid behind the old man, looking apprehensive.
No matter how much they fought with Tian Xuanzi, they didn't dare to disturb the elders who were in seclusion. However, they never expected that Feng Yinyue would dare to break through the seclusion to pay her respects to the elders and even successfully arrive with the elders' jade token.
“Tian Xuanzi,” the old man sighed, “she injured a fellow disciple, so she should be punished, but the punishment must not be too severe. You saw it when you forced her spiritual veins; although she now has dual earth and wood spiritual roots, her spiritual roots are much stronger than ordinary heavenly spiritual roots!”
He said earnestly, "As long as you start cultivating, you will reach the Great Ascension stage in a thousand years! There are already few geniuses among the younger generation of my Ziwei Heavenly Palace. Bai Tong is already ruined. If you kill another one, what will happen if the inheritance is broken? Feng Yinyue is still a child. Can't you forgive her just this once?"
"If I forgive her, then who will seek justice for my A-Tong?!"
"Tian Xuanzi! Do you have to keep pestering me like this?"
Tong Su sighed softly.
"Gentlemen, since the main point of your discussion is me, could I say a few words?"
Tian Xuanzi frowned and turned to look at her. She reached out and gently patted his arm: "Senior brother, don't let me delay you on that realm gate you're going to. Your business is more important than mine."
"Ah Tong!"
She shook her head and looked at the old man: "This... senior?"
“My Daoist name is Chen Lingzi. Since you are Tian Xuanzi accepting disciples on behalf of your master, please call me Uncle-Master.”
The old man was very polite, but his words were harsh and aggressive.
"Bai Tong, I know you feel wronged, but since Tian Xuanzi gave you his spiritual root and your cultivation hasn't been greatly affected, why not let Feng Yinyue off this time? If you agree not to pursue this further, I have a 'Phantom Sea Bottle' here as compensation. Or, if you want anything, I can help you find it."
The Mystic Bottle?
Isn't that the top-grade magic weapon that made Ancestor Chen Lingzi famous? He's actually giving it to Bai Tong as compensation!
Envy and jealousy couldn't help but show in the eyes of Lu Han Yuanjun and the others.
Tong Su chuckled, looked up, and gave a mocking look.
"Senior Uncle Chen Lingzi is truly a kind person who cares about the sect. It's just a pity that the compensation you're offering me is disgusting!"
Upon hearing this, the old man's face darkened, and everyone around him stared in disbelief!
Tong Su stepped forward, took out the jade-carved sect token from her Qiankun bag, raised her head high, looked around, and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"Now that my senior brother has left, I have no desire to remain in this filthy and disgusting Ziwei Heavenly Palace any longer! Remember this well: today, I was forced to leave by you all; tomorrow, I will make you beg me to return, crying!"
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