As soon as Zhu Yi finished speaking, Xue Shan couldn't help but chuckle: Junior Sister always manages to impress her!
The fierce woman was easily angered and would explode at the slightest provocation.
Her tiger-like eyes were wide open, glaring fiercely at Zhu Yi, as if she could dig a huge bloody hole in Zhu Yi's slender body with just her gaze!
She looked down at Zhu Yi with an arrogant expression. Zhu Yi was just a second-level Qi Refining disciple. Wasn't she just someone she could manipulate at will?
Zhu Yi didn't give her the chance and continued her attack: "He's just a man, is it necessary to bully your fellow disciples like this? Anyone with eyes isn't stupid. You all look so disheveled, and you're practically throwing yourselves at that Senior Brother Shu Chen! Those men are all very shrewd! With so many of you throwing yourselves at him, of course he'll have to be selective!"
Xue Shan and Wei Weiwei were stunned: how come they hadn't noticed how talkative their junior sister was when they were in the Hehuan Sect?
Such talk about yin and yang imbalance is truly embarrassing!
Although they both practiced the Joyful Union Technique, they were still young and hadn't yet... hadn't reached the stage of Yin-Yang harmony... The two exchanged a silent glance, oh dear, a little shy! Junior Sister Zhu Yi is so cool!
Zhao Cai quietly followed Zhu Yi, keeping a low profile and silently watching the show. Tsk, this little girl really speaks so directly! Even this old cat, who has lived for so long, rarely hears such unrestrained words, meow!
Zhu Yi didn't care that the five or six people opposite her were blushing. Ha, did your Sister Zhu never eat pork in her past life, or even see a pig walk?
When you're young, you'll probably watch some adult films!
"Look at you all, you're all pretty young girls, how come your thoughts are so filthy?" Zhu Yi sneered.
The tough woman opposite seemed a little weak-willed, mainly because she was shocked by Zhu Yi's blunt words: "That was because Wei Weiwei was the one who seduced our Senior Brother Shu Chen first!"
"Yes! We're not wrong! What kind of cultivation techniques can your Hehuan Sect teach? They're obviously made by concubines, not presentable at all!"
Wei Weiwei was an illegitimate child in the family. Her face flushed red, and she found the words "aunt's behavior" particularly offensive. She was thinking about how to retort when she suddenly found herself at a loss for words.
Zhu Yi didn't have that many thoughts on it, after all, her thinking was quite modern, and she didn't have much of a feeling about the ancient system of concubines...
Zhu Yi laughed angrily: "You guys are so upright, always spouting things like 'spreading your legs to seduce men,' 'vixen,' 'doing business in the red-light district,' and 'acting like a concubine.' You know so much!"
Zhu Yi felt there was no point in reasoning with these people. She cast a cleansing spell on Wei Weiwei, then coolly tossed a few words at them without turning around: "You'd better apologize quickly. I'm in a good mood and don't want to argue with you anymore, otherwise..."
"Huh? Apologize to you?" The female cultivators opposite immediately burst into laughter. "Why should I apologize to you?"
"Exactly, you want to apologize to that bunch of vixens from your Hehuan Sect? What kind of dream are you having?"
"First, the sect leader and elders of Tianlan Sect took in the orphans of our Hehuan Sect. To some extent, they accepted cultivation resources given to them by our Master Miaoyin before her death. Although Tianlan Sect has not publicized this, the sect leader and the elders of the several peaks are well aware of it. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask them."
"Secondly, you keep calling us vixens, but what proof do you have? The Hehuan Cultivation Technique practiced by our Hehuan Sect is not an ordinary bewitching or evil art, and its mysteries need not be explained to ignorant people like you."
Zhu Yi's expression was solemn, and he didn't take the female cultivators in front of him seriously at all.
Her confident demeanor gave Xue Shan and Wei Wei a lot of courage. Why should they be afraid of those unreasonable and ignorant people on the other side?
It was late hour, and the sect's nightlights were gradually coming on as the disciples, who had been busy all day, returned to their residences.
Unexpectedly, they saw Zhu Yi and his group arguing in two factions at the entrance of the disciples' building. Some of the more curious people stopped for a while to watch the excitement.
People in the cultivation world are so gossipy. Shouldn't they be detached from worldly desires and mind their own business?
Zhu Yi silently complained to herself as she watched the disciples gradually gather around.
"Indeed, although our Hehuan Sect's cultivation techniques are not as powerful as those of other sects, our Hehuan Sect's supreme cultivation techniques can be practiced regardless of spiritual root attributes. Many superior cultivation techniques, if aided by the Hehuan cultivation techniques, can achieve miraculous results of rapid progress."
Xue Shan nodded repeatedly. Born into poverty, her family had little to no resources for cultivation, and her performance in the sect's entrance exams wasn't high; it was the Hehuan Sect that accepted her. Therefore, she felt a strong sense of responsibility to uphold the status of the Hehuan cultivation method and wouldn't tolerate ignorant people casually insulting it.
Upon hearing this, some of the disciples watching nodded in agreement, while others whispered among themselves.
"Fine, you don't have to apologize for what happened today. Just wait for the sect elders to handle it!"
Enraged, the group of fierce women rushed forward and started fighting, but were stopped by the talisman sect disciples who were watching the commotion.
"Junior Sister Lanxiang, disciples are forbidden from fighting in private. You must not violate the sect's rules!"
"Didn't you hear what I just heard, senior brother? Those three are going too far!" The fierce woman, Lanxiang, turned around angrily and accused the villain first.
"This is going too far!" Zhu Yi persisted, asking, "Who's bullying whom? How dare you say that? I've already given you a chance, and now even if you want to apologize, I won't accept it!"
The auspicious beast Zhao Cai, which had been squinting at her feet, suddenly opened its right eye and glanced at Zhu Yi: "How come I never noticed this girl was so bold before! If she's so bold, why even bother bringing her along?"
After speaking, Zhu Yi calmly took out her jade spirit communication device and sent a voice message to Mu Yu under the watchful eyes of everyone: "Hey, Senior Brother Mu Yu, this is Zhu Yi."
"Yes, I've finished my seclusion. Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. I'm currently in the small training ground of the disciple building at the Talisman Sect. I have some rather tricky matters to discuss, and I would like to ask Senior Brother to come and help me handle them."
Lanxiang and the other five or six female cultivators stared in disbelief. Who was this junior disciple? How dare he send a message directly to Senior Brother Mu Yu?
Senior Brother Mu Yu is the sect leader's chief disciple, and the sect leader is grooming him to be the next sect leader of Tianlan Sect.
Which of these disciples of the Tianlan Sect doesn't respect Senior Brother Mu Yu?
"Hey! You! It's you! What nonsense are you spouting to Senior Brother Mu Yu!" Lan Xiang was a little guilty, and the female cultivators behind her also became frightened.
"Yes, please also call Senior Brother Shuchen back. This matter is somewhat related to him, and there are some details we need to ask him back then!"
Zhu Yi completely ignored the astonished looks and gasps of those around her: "This matter also involves the Tianlan Sect's acceptance of Hehuan Sect disciples, so it's not easy to handle."
"To put it more broadly, it could be that some disciples of the Talisman Sect are dissatisfied and want to ask the sect leader and elders in person why they took in disciples of the Joyful Union Sect..."
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