"Follow me!" Mao Yi Fu waved his hand and rushed up the stairs with a few of his men.
The Yushan Sect disciples who had surrounded Mao Yifu and the others looked at each other, unsure whether they should follow.
In the main hall of the Yushan Sect, except for a few peak masters and elders, ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter without training.
The disciples that Li Changqing brought to surround Mao Yifu and the others were only inner disciples of the Yushan Sect's Xiaoyao Peak. Without the Sect Leader's order, they dared not disobey the sect's rules and enter the main hall at will.
In the crowd, Zhu Xiaozhao stared at the backs of Mao Yifu and his group, gritting his teeth. He only came to his senses after he tasted blood in his mouth.
Damn it! What bad luck had Zhu Xiaozhao gotten into? It was only his turn to patrol the mountain today. Who knows how these Maoshan cultivators managed to sneak into Xiaoyao Peak right under his nose? If the Sect Master investigated this matter, Zhu Xiaozhao would be the first to suffer.
Otherwise... when these Maoshan monks leave, will he also follow Senior Sister Xie's example and betray the Yushan Sect?
"Brother Zhu, what should we do? Should we chase them?" A clever young disciple, noticing Zhu Xiaozhao among the crowd, hurriedly asked. It had been a while since Li Changqing had gone in, and there was no sign of him. Before leaving, Li Changqing hadn't given them any instructions. As a result, they were all at a loss as to what to do.
Zhu Xiaozhao usually helped Li Changqing with errands, and he held some prestige among Xiaoyao Peak's inner disciples. Otherwise, Zhu Xiaozhao wouldn't have known about the incident at the summit so quickly while patrolling the mountain's foothills. Maoshan Sect was the second-largest sect in the world of cultivation. If Zhu Xiaozhao truly wanted to leave Yushan Sect, he would have to join another sect, and Maoshan Sect was Zhu Xiaozhao's best choice. After all, seeing how he was implicated, the Maoshan Sect's leader would have accepted him into the sect.
"The leader should have his own arrangements. Let's wait outside the hall!" Zhu Xiaozhao said sullenly and retreated outside the crowd.
In recent years, Liu Jingyu has been remarkably ruthless towards his disciples in order to consolidate his position as head of the sect. At the very least, training resources are deducted, while at the worst, lives are taken. Zhu Xiaozhao has no idea what kind of punishment he will receive after today.
Since things have come to this, Zhu Xiaozhao was too lazy to go back down the mountain to get some fresh air. It would be better to wait outside the hall to see what the outcome would be.
"Senior Brother Zhu." A few steps away, an outer disciple saw Zhu Xiaozhao retreating from the crowd and quickly saluted Zhu Xiaozhao respectfully.
"What's up?" Zhu Xiaozhao asked lazily. Normally, Zhu Xiaozhao wouldn't bother with such an outer disciple, but, wasn't he about to be in trouble? He felt a sense of empathy! When someone came up to talk, Zhu Xiaozhao wasn't so repulsive.
"Brother Zhu, I want to ask you something, is that okay?" The man smiled awkwardly and secretly handed over a spirit bead.
Zhu Xiaozhao glanced at the cultivator with his eyes slanted. Zhu Xiaozhao remembered that the cultivator in front of him was surnamed Ye, and was originally an inner sect disciple of Qingyun Peak. For some reason, he was disliked by the peak master and was thrown from the inner sect to the outer sect. He was considered one of the unlucky ones in Yushan Sect.
Another unlucky guy from the Yushan Sect was Xie Hanmei's cousin, Xie Hanshi. Zhu Xiaozhao had just been thinking about going to Xie Hanmei for help! It seemed that this cultivator surnamed Ye had a good relationship with Xie Hanshi. If he really needed to find a way out, maybe he could use him.
Zhu Xiaozhao's eyes lit up, and he pushed back the spiritual bead that Ye Wuyang handed him. A smile spread across his face, and he said, "Junior Brother Ye, right? If you have any questions, I'll definitely tell you as long as I know."
Seeing Zhu Xiaozhao's friendly attitude towards him, Ye Wuyang couldn't help but feel a little flattered. Since being demoted to an outer disciple, this was the first time Ye Wuyang had received kindness from others. However, this strange feeling in his heart was soon forgotten by Ye Wuyang. Anyway, Ye Wuyang was so unlucky now that he couldn't be more unlucky, and he didn't have anything that Zhu Xiaozhao would like. He just thought of it as Zhu Xiaozhao being in a good mood and doing a good deed.
"I heard that Master Wen from Jinping Peak has returned to the sect? I wonder if you've met him?" Ye Wuyang asked with a wry smile. It was because he had heard that Wen Ziqing had returned to the Yushan Sect that Ye Wuyang had come to Zhu Xiaozhao to inquire about it.
"That's right, I met Uncle Wen half an hour ago. He came to Xiaoyao Peak to see the Sect Leader, but I sent him away." Zhu Xiaozhao couldn't help but brag about this. Uncle Wen! He was a figure admired by many disciples of the Yushan Sect, and yet he had actually stopped someone at the foot of Xiaoyao Peak. Such courage was enough for Zhu Xiaozhao to brag about for the rest of his life.
"Ah? Senior Brother Zhu is so mighty and domineering." Ye Wuyang opened his eyes wide and flattered Zhu Xiaozhao.
"It's also because Master Wen doesn't see any villain's fault. This is nothing." After Zhu Xiaozhao finished bragging, he was afraid that Wen Ziqing would come after him to settle the score later, so he quickly made up for it.
"Perhaps Uncle Wen knows that senior brother is a useful subordinate of the master, so he is so polite to senior brother." After Ye Wuyang got the information he wanted to know, he no longer talked to Zhu Xiaozhao. He said, "I still have something to do, I'll treat senior brother Zhu to a drink next time," and slowly left the crowd.
In the main hall of the master, Mao Yifu brought a few cultivators and followed Li Changqing's breath all the way to the destination.
In the side room, after Li Changqing came to his senses, he quickly took out a set of clothes from his storage bag and put them on "Liu Jingyu".
Mao Daling's eyes were a little dazed on the bed. Just now, she tried to mobilize the spiritual energy in her body and found that her cultivation level had dropped from the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment to the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment. It was obvious that "Liu Jingyu" had been absorbing a lot of her skills during this period.
After the "Chansi" left her body, memories of that time gradually returned to Mao Daling's mind. How could she, a cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage, have fallen at the hands of "Liu Jingyu," a cultivator in the early stages of the Foundation Establishment Stage? Mao Daling felt a surge of shame and indignation whenever she remembered how she had been treated like a cauldron by that mean-spirited "Liu Jingyu," who had taken whatever he wanted.
However, Mao Daling was, after all, a disciple carefully trained by the Maoshan Patriarch. After regaining consciousness, she began to think about the possibility of revenge now.
This was the territory of the Yushan Sect. She was alone and powerless. If Li Changqing discovered that she had regained consciousness, her death might be imminent. Li Changqing was a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training. He didn't need to call for help. He alone could capture Mao Daling again.
What should I do? Mao Daling closed her eyes and thought secretly in her heart.
Li Changqing had just helped "Liu Jingyu" put on clothes when Mao Yifu and others caught up with him.
"Da Ling."
"Big sister."
Seeing Mao Daling in the room, Mao Yifu and Fang Jinchao hurried over.
Seeing that Mao Daliang's clothes were intact, Mao Yifu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
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