Venerable Guanglingzi smiled proudly and waved his hand: "Not at all, you have done very well, Jianqing."
Luo Jianqing continued, "Disciple still feels that I have failed in my duty."
Although Venerable Guanglingzi was bold and uninhibited, he was not stupid. Seeing this, he quickly understood that Luo Jianqing had something to say, so he laughed and said, "If you have something to say, just say it directly, Jianqing. Does your uncle think he will bully you?"
Luo Jianqing bowed and said, "Then I'll speak frankly. Yesterday, I heard from Third Junior Sister that someone from Haoming Peak keeps going to Bican Peak every few days, always harassing..." After a pause, Luo Jianqing continued calmly, "Always looking for a Junior Sister."
Xie Zizhuo, who was standing by, opened his eyes wide and looked at his handsome senior brother in amazement.
What is the art of speaking? This is the art of speaking!
Big Brother is simply amazing! I won’t accuse you completely, I’ll just tell you half of it, leaving you to your imagination!
Suddenly, Xie Zizhuo remembered what Luo Jianqing had just said to him. He immediately stepped forward and said sternly, "Master, what Senior Brother said is correct. This is indeed the case. I was just about to ask you to punish that disciple who violated the rules."
Although Guanglingzi had always punched and kicked Jie Zizhuo, he actually loved this disciple very much. Seeing the expressions of Luo Jianqing and Jie Zizhuo, he already had a clue which disciple they were targeting. However, Guanglingzi did not stop them.
One was his most beloved direct disciple, the other was Junior Brother Xuan Lingzi's last disciple and a descendant of Yuxiao Peak. If what they said was true, they would naturally be severely punished. They wouldn't dare lie, so Guanglingzi waved his hand and said, "It's up to you. Your master doesn't need to worry about such a trivial matter, right?"
Xie Zizhuo chuckled.
Luo Jianqing left gracefully, leaving no trace of regret behind. However, Xie Zizhuo sharpened his sword and attacked Li Xiuchen. That same night, he punished Li Xiuchen by making him kneel down and reflect on his mistakes at the disciplinary gate. His words were righteous and justified: "You have repeatedly harassed your fellow junior sisters, forcing the third senior sister to personally teach you a lesson, and you still don't know you are wrong?"
Li Xiuchen retorted, "Junior Sister Mu and I are old acquaintances. I didn't harass her!"
Xie Zizhuo slapped his thigh and scolded, "How dare you quibble?"
Li Xiuchen argued for a long time. Xie Zizhuo glanced at him calmly and said, "You have cultivated rapidly in recent years and have earned Master's attention. But Li Xiuchen, this does not give you the right to harass your junior sister. No need to say anything more, just get out of here."
When Venerable Guanglingzi heard that the disciple Jie Zizhuo wanted to teach a lesson was actually Li Xiuchen, whom he valued highly, his eyes widened like bells and he asked in astonishment, "Do you really dislike your Junior Brother Li so much?"
Xie Zizhuo sneered, "We are incompatible and we are tired of each other!"
Venerable Guanglingzi originally wanted to teach this disciple a lesson, but then he remembered the coldness that Jie Zizhuo had shown him over the years. His heart softened, and he said helplessly, "Forget it. Don't bully him too harshly. He is your junior fellow apprentice after all."
Jie Zizhuo snorted, then walked away with satisfaction, leaving Master Guanglingzi staring at his back with a mixture of laughter and tears.
Luo Jianqing knew nothing about these things, but he knew that his fourth junior brother would definitely not let Li Xiuchen have an easy time.
In his previous life, Xie Zizhuo had never much liked Li Xiuchen, and in this life, he disliked everything about him. Before Luo Jianqing died in his previous life, he had heard that on Mount Taihua, Li Xiuchen was a shining star, revered by many of his fellow apprentices.
Not to mention the deceased Second Junior Brother Zuo Yunmo and Sixth Junior Brother Xiu Hen, Third Junior Sister Wei Qiongyin remained in seclusion, Fifth Junior Brother Huo Yuchong devoted himself to animal training, and Youngest Junior Sister Mu Tianxin had long been with Li Xiuchen. Luo Jianqing hadn't heard of Jie Zizhuo's situation, but he imagined...it must have been tough, too.
After all, Xie Zizhuo always believed that he did not do those things, and kept running around for him, trying to clear his name.
——Li Xiuchen definitely doesn’t like Jie Zizhuo.
Before leaving Taihua Mountain, Luo Jianqing went to the forbidden area of Yuxiao Peak again.
The natal lamp of Venerable Jiulian still had only two sparks, flickering with a faint light, but the nine green lotuses on the flowing jade juice were not as withered and dilapidated as before, and seemed to have some vitality.
Luo Jianqing knew that Qingjun couldn't hear him anymore, but he still walked to the front of the platform and said with a smile, "I wonder if I can find Senior Mo Qing's remains in the far north this time. If I can, I will definitely bring him here."
The Qinglian natal lamp remained calm, as if it had not heard Luo Jianqing's words.
Luo Jianqing didn't think any more about it. He turned around and left with Xuan Lingzi. Soon the master and disciple left Taihua Mountain.
Mount Taihua is located in the center of Xuantian Continent. This time, Luo Jianqing and Xuan Lingzi's destination was the far north. So, upon leaving the mountain gate, they flew due north. After scouting a relatively prosperous town in the distance, they stopped together on the outskirts.
Xuan Lingzi reached out and touched Luo Jianqing's forehead, and the five-petaled blue lotus sword pattern instantly vanished. He said, "The Far North is known as a dangerous place because every ten years, a terrifying sandstorm strikes, lasting a full year. Jianqing, the sandstorms only started six months ago, so there's no need to rush there."
Luo Jianqing was naturally aware of the sandstorms in the Far North, and this sandstorm was no ordinary wind and sand. It had gathered a trace of the true meaning of the laws of heaven and earth, and every tiny grain of sand was like the full-strength attack of a Jindan-stage cultivator. In some cases, the powerful wind and sand could rival the attack of a Fusion-stage cultivator!
It's just a grain of sand!
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