With a smile, Li Yushi announced, "The enthronement ceremony of Li Zhengfang, the 362nd sect leader of the Immortal Rhyme Sect, officially begins."
After a long period of time, Li Zhengfang was "donned the yellow robe" and rightfully became the 362nd generation sect leader of the Immortal Rhyme Sect.
Ji Xiaoxiao smiled as she watched the main hall performance conclude, then stood up straight. The stands were filled with people sitting upright, but suddenly one person stood up, standing out like a crane among chickens, attracting attention.
Who is this person?
"It seems they came with the Heavenly Mystery Sect."
"Is the Heavenly Mystery Sect looking for trouble with the Immortal Rhyme Sect?"
People whispered and murmured, their lips curling into smiles, clearly enjoying the spectacle.
Li Yushi frowned, looked at Ji Xiaoxiao, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
This person?
This person looks just like Xian Bifeng!
Li Yushi took a deep breath, and only then did he calm down, a man accustomed to seeing big scenes.
"Fellow Daoist, what brings you here?" Li Yushi asked.
Ji Xiaoxiao stepped into the void and slowly walked towards the white jade ice.
"Don't you remember me?" Ji Xiaoxiao waved her hand gently, and everyone in the room was unable to speak or move, and could only stare blankly.
Li Yushi felt immense pressure, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. Danger was approaching, and the alarm bells for his life were ringing deafeningly.
Ji Xiaoxiao steadied herself on the white jade ice and leaned towards Li Yushi, "Look closer, see clearly, you really don't remember me?"
"Fairy... Jade... Wind." Li Yushi's self-deception skills still need improvement.
"You finally remembered me." Ji Xiaoxiao smiled brightly, stroked Li Yushi's face, and said in a nostalgic tone, "Ten thousand years have passed, and you still look the same. The celestial stone I found for you has a truly remarkable effect on keeping you young forever."
In the struggle between man and nature, one either advances or regresses. Even a powerful being who has transcended tribulations may not be able to ascend to immortality even after ten thousand years. It is a foregone conclusion that one's appearance will become aged, one's skin will become withered and wrinkled, and one will become old and decrepit.
"Why are you back?" Li Yushi asked respectfully. Before him stood the first person to ascend to immortality on the Ling Shan Continent, who had also been the sect leader of the Xian Yun Sect, a genius of unparalleled talent. Li Yushi, an ordinary man, held Xian Bifeng in the highest esteem.
"You've gotten married and had children, and your son has even become the sect leader of the Immortal Rhyme Sect. I should at least come back to congratulate you."
Ji Xiaoxiao turned around and carefully examined Li Yushi's eldest son, Li Zhengfang. Bright eyes, white teeth, handsome appearance, and imposing presence—not bad, not bad at all. Like father, like son; indeed, they were family, both possessing the air of refined, hypocritical gentlemen.
"Your son is a good son," Ji Xiaoxiao praised.
Upon hearing this, Li Yushi hurriedly said, "Bifeng, I was wrong, I won't do it again."
This sycophantic behavior is a disgrace to the Immortal Rhyme Sect.
"Who are you, and why are you so disrespectful to my father, the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Rhyme Sect? Are you a member of the demonic path?"
Li Zhengfang deliberately raised her voice to confuse the audience.
Ji Xiaoxiao didn't get angry but laughed instead; this child was really interesting.
"Everyone, this woman is a demonic witch; we must not let her go." Before Ji Xiaoxiao could say anything, Li Zhengfang asserted that Ji Xiaoxiao's visit was ill-intentioned.
On the stands, many righteous people with a heart for the common people glared angrily.
Hehehe, Li Zhengfang chuckled inwardly. "Witch, today is your death day. You have insulted my father, the sect leader. I will make your soul suffer the burning of three True Fires for a hundred years."
Li Zhengfang looked at Ji Xiaoxiao smugly, his face a despicable expression of smug satisfaction and petty triumph. Little did he know, Ji Xiaoxiao completely ignored him, treating him like a mad dog barking.
"Li Zhengfang, shut up!" Li Yushi shouted angrily.
Li Zhengfang, young and fearless, wielded great power and had powerful backers; he could roam freely throughout the Ling Shan Continent. However, Li Yushi feared he might speak disrespectfully and anger Ji Xiaoxiao, who would then swiftly kill this disrespectful disciple.
"Father."
Li Yushi glared fiercely at Li Zhengfang, who reluctantly shut her mouth.
You vile woman, one day I, the sect leader, will slaughter you.
Ji Xiaoxiao looked at Li Zhengfang's venomous gaze, which seemed ready to devour her alive at any moment! "Don't take me for a pushover just because I haven't shown my teeth," Ji Xiaoxiao snorted, yet the sound sent blood gushing from Li Zhengfang's seven orifices.
"Zhengfang." Li Yushi reacted quickly and caught Li Zhengfang as she fell. "Bifeng, I know I've wronged you, but Zhengfang is just a child, an innocent child. Let's resolve our issues ourselves and not involve innocent people."
Li Yushi shielded Li Zhengfang behind him, seemingly ready to trade his life for hers.
Ji Xiaoxiao smiled suddenly, what a touching scene of father and son affection!
Wait, someone's coming.
Ji Xiaoxiao glanced sideways to the left front.
Before the person arrived, the voice preceded them: "Who is it? Who is it? Who hurt my son?"
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