On the first night of infiltration, we achieved the ending of being locked up in the forbidden area with the Sword-asking Sect.
Wen Jianzong lowered his head even deeper, and the tips of his ears turned red. They were all good students and had never been to the forbidden area. They were all in a low mood at the moment. After all, entering the forbidden area for self-reflection was no less than a shame for a close disciple.
Turning to look at the other side, Mingxuan and Mu Chongxi were playing rock-paper-scissors.
Damn it.
The contrast between the two extremes made the Second Elder even angrier towards Chang Mingzong.
He took out the jade slip and called Elder Zhao of Changming Sect to wake him up. The first thing he said was, "Your disciples have been imprisoned in the forbidden area by me."
"Ah?" Elder Zhao was still sleepy and confused: "Who's been locked up?"
"Ye Qiao and the others. And also those from the Wenjian Sect." The Second Elder was filled with rage when he mentioned this. He couldn't understand what was wrong with these disciples.
Elder Zhao was even more confused. How did Ye Qiao and his men get involved with Yueqing Sect? Why did they go to the forbidden area? He barely pulled himself together and asked, "Who did you lock up with Ye Qiao?"
"Ask the Sword Sect."
"What!" Elder Zhao's voice suddenly rose, and he sat up in shock from his dying illness: "You locked up those troublemakers from our Changming Sect and the demolition team from the Wenjian Sect together?"
It was not he who came up with the title of Demolition Team. It was given by those bored monks. Most of the members of the Sword-Asking Sect were a bunch of rough men who would fight without any regard for the consequences. They were truly worthy of the title of Demolition Team in the world of cultivation.
"I advise you to think it over before making a decision." To be honest, these bastards were as familiar with entering the forbidden area as they were with going home. Elder Zhao felt that this did not pose much of a threat to them.
And considering Ye Qiao's feat of either blowing up or collapsing the secret realm, he sincerely wanted to persuade the other party to calm down.
"That's right. Do they really think that our Yueqing Sect is a place where they can come and go as they please?" The second elder thought that this old man was finally scared, and couldn't help but feel smug. "Even if the emperor came today, Ye Qiao and the others would have to stay and reflect on themselves."
"Okay, since you insist on doing this, then I wish you happiness." As a result, Elder Zhao did not say anything to stop him, but there was a bit of pity in his tone... ?
Wait, mercy?
Who to have mercy on???
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