Seeing that Song Jiao remained silent, Lan Zhi's crying became louder, like a sudden rainstorm in summer, which could not be ignored.
"Master, I have never asked you for anything since I was a child. Today, I only ask this one thing of you!" Her voice was nasal and resolute, as if this was the only request in her life.
With trembling hands, she gently tugged at the corner of Luo Qingjue's clothes beside her, signaling him to kneel down as well.
Luo Qingjue, the fox demon with low cultivation, was also full of fear at this moment, but he could only kneel obediently in front of Song Jiao.
"He's just an innocent fox demon. If he's expelled from the sect, he'll be hunted down by those immortal cultivators and will surely die!" Lan Zhi's tears rolled down like pearls from a broken string. She clutched Song Jiao's clothes tightly, as if they were her only lifeline. "God is merciful, Master, please keep him!"
Hearing this, Song Jiao curled her lips into a sneer, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.
Moral kidnapping? This is really funny.
She raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears on Lan Zhi's face, but there was no tenderness in her movements. "Since ancient times, the immortal sects and the demon race have always been incompatible. If you insist on keeping him, then take him away from the Tianlan Sect and never come back."
"This is also a way to survive."
She stood up, her tone as cold as frost, "Whoever is begging for mercy, get out of Tianlan Sect!"
Lan Zhi was stunned. She couldn't believe that these were the words coming from the mouth of her most beloved master.
Her lips trembled, her voice filled with disbelief: "Master, how could you do this to me? You've raised me since I was a child, how could you be so cruel?"
Song Jiao's eyes grew increasingly cold. She looked down at Lan Zhi, her voice filled with endless disappointment. "Heartless? How much effort have I put into allowing you to draw the spirit into your body? Everyone in the sect has witnessed it."
"You knew full well that the demon race is our mortal enemy, yet you still brought him back secretly! Have you ever thought about how I should establish myself in the future? And how all the disciples of the Tianlan Sect should cope with it?"
Her words were like sharp blades, cutting Lan Zhi's heart one by one.
"Do you know that in the future, when others mention the Tianlan Sect, they will only say that we are evil creatures who are in league with the demon race! How will you make those disciples who have worked so hard to cultivate feel? Are you going to destroy the entire sect for your own selfish desires?"
The air around seemed to freeze, and those who had just been pleading for mercy were now silent, not daring to make a sound.
Only then did they realize that the seriousness of the matter far exceeded their imagination.
They practiced cultivation to pursue immortality and for the glory of their families and tribesmen. If they were expelled from the sect for this, all their efforts over the years would be in vain.
So, those who had originally hoped for a lucky outcome stood up one after another and dared not plead with Song Jiao anymore.
Their eyes when they looked at Lan Zhi and Luo Qingjue were filled with complex emotions - sympathy, regret, but more of it was gratitude and relief that they were not involved in this storm.
Luo Qingjue's mind was now as clear as a mirror. He clearly realized that this arrogant woman in front of him would never take him in easily. So, he decisively reached out and pulled Lan Zhi, who was still kneeling on the ground, to his feet. "Lan Zhi, don't beg her! It's just about leaving the sect. I'm here, what are you afraid of?"
A hint of determination flashed in his eyes, but he secretly thought in his heart: Song Jiao has always doted on Lan Zhi, almost to the point of being obedient. As long as he took Lan Zhi away, she would definitely do everything she could to help.
Lan Zhi looked at Song Jiao with tears in his eyes, then turned to look at Luo Qingjue. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said resolutely, "Master, since this is your request, I will definitely comply. From now on, I will have nothing to do with the Tianlan Sect!"
After saying that, she stood up resolutely and strode out of the sect hall, leaving behind only a resolute back.
After they left, Song Jiao glanced coldly at everyone present and warned in a cold tone, "Anyone who dares to help privately is opposing me and will be severely punished!"
Upon hearing this, everyone was startled, lowered their heads, and replied in unison: "Disciple, obey your command."
After leaving the sect hall, Song Jiao returned to the original owner's room. She looked around and saw a room filled with a variety of herbs. These were the result of the original owner's untold hardships and pain in searching for them. Now, it was time to put an end to this pain.
With familiarity, she gathered all the herbs into her system space and began sorting them. Then, she sat cross-legged on the bed, closed her eyes, and began to refine the elixir. Her movements were skillful and graceful, as if everything had been ingrained into her bones.
In the sect's main hall, the fellow disciples were still discussing.
"Senior Brother, are you just going to watch Junior Sister leave like this? People outside are treacherous. What if something happens to her?" Junior Brother Dabai asked worriedly.
Upon hearing this, the eldest senior brother, Long Ze, frowned and replied in a heavy tone, "So what? Are you still going to disobey Master's orders?"
Upon hearing this, the other brothers fell silent.
They all knew that this matter seemed to have no place to go.
However, Dabai was unwilling to give up.
He rolled his eyes and continued, "Why don't you all give me some spirit stones? I'll give them to my junior sister later. It can be considered a token of our friendship."
However, just as he finished speaking, Song Jiao's cold and majestic voice reached everyone's ears like the sound of the void: "Anyone who wants to give Lan Zhi something and walks out of the sect will be regarded as leaving the sect by this Lord."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked and no longer dared to raise any objections.
They all knew that Song Jiao always kept her word and would never change her mind easily.
So, they could only accept this fact silently, but they felt worried about the future of Lan Zhi and Luo Qingjue.
Lan Zhi kept nagging as he walked along the road, "What's with all the talk about saying you're willing to do anything for me, saying you've received my parents' kindness and they'll treat me a hundred times better!"
But what about now? He's so quick to distance himself from the matter when something happens.
He just talks nicely, but actually he has no ability at all!
So disgusting.
Luo Qingjue reached out and held Lan Zhi's hand, "It's okay, she doesn't want you anymore, I want you!"
"I will definitely be devoted to you in the future! Don't worry, Lan Zhi."
Hearing Luo Qingjue's words, Lan Zhi immediately reached out and hugged him, "I believe you! You are different from my master, you are truly good to me!"
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