Gu Zhuo never expected that these insignificant sects and rogue cultivators would cause such a ruckus.
The eldest disciple hasn't returned yet, and the other Golden Core stage disciples of the Taixu Sect are also on the mountain helping to fight against the Nascent Soul stage demonic beast.
Down the mountain, there was only a group of disciples led by Gu Zhuo, whose cultivation level was only Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment.
Soon, these disciples, who had only recently joined the sect, were so enraged that they immediately drew their swords from their waists and charged straight at the rogue cultivators.
"Junior sister, what a mess you've made."
A soft, distant voice sounded in my ear.
Sheng Ning leaned against the tree trunk, glancing at Lu Jingshen behind her out of the corner of her eye, and smiled, "I didn't do anything."
“I’m just stating the facts,” she said, spreading her hands. “Third Senior Brother, the Taixu Sect has been tyrannical for so many years, do you really like them?”
Lu Jingshen certainly didn't like it.
In his previous life, he died at the hands of those people from the Taixu Sect.
Even though he knew Shi Yueyao was poison and shouldn't be touched, in his past life he always followed her around, giving her whatever she wanted.
This feeling of being out of control is unpleasant.
It wasn't until he was reborn after his death that his uncontrollable obsession was broken.
Seeing the Taixu Sect fighting with a group of rogue cultivators, Lu Jingshen immediately spotted Shi Yueyao standing in the crowd.
"I have a colorless and odorless potion here. Just a drop on firewood can knock out a Golden Core cultivator for a quarter of an hour."
His tone was always gentle, but his words sent chills down one's spine.
"Junior Sister, tell me, how many lethal pills can I feed Shi Yueyao in this fifteen minutes?"
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