The fate of the Water Moon Cloud Manor Master was unknown, but Ji Xiaoxiao also vomited blood. It was unimaginable and unexpected; if Ji Xiaoxiao hadn't fought back with all her might, and the Water Moon Cloud Manor Master's massive body had still collided with her, Ji Xiaoxiao would have been half-crippled, if not dead.
"Enough with the nonsense, you old fogies, are you getting more and more confused as you get older?" A clear, cold voice suddenly rang out in the hall.
The person was backlit, so Ji Xiaoxiao couldn't see their face clearly, but it felt strangely familiar. She couldn't forget the urge to kneel before them.
"Immortal Lord." Ji Xiaoxiao knelt on the ground, her head lowered, but her eyes slanted upwards, wanting to catch a glimpse of the Immortal Lord's face.
The man known as the Immortal Lord coldly glanced at Ji Xiaoxiao, then immediately withdrew his gaze. His imposing aura reverberated throughout the hall. "As members of the Holy Sect, you must be loyal to it. Do you still remember the poisonous oath you swore when you joined? 'Born to be a member of the Holy Sect, die to be a ghost of the Holy Sect.' How beautifully said! You were willing to live and die, yet you fell in love with that illusory reputation and morality. I will tell you one more time today, the last time: the Lotus Holy Sect is neither a model of righteousness nor a paragon of demonic ways. The fate of the Holy Sect is the Immortal Lord's decision; you have no need to make your own decisions. If you anger me, remember the consequences of what happened to Se Kongming."
The man's last word disappeared into the Lotus Palace. Ji Xiaoxiao's ears twitched, as if she heard the elders trembling.
Before Ji Xiaoxiao could mock the elders for bullying the weak and fearing the strong, the man continued, "There are priorities. This time, I will spare your lives, but..."
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