Yuan Wu was trembling all over, sweating profusely, and kowtowed heavily to the ground, his voice trembling so much that it was almost inaudible.
"Holy Son, spare my life! This subordinate... this subordinate is guilty!"
He cried with tears and snot.
"I was possessed by a demon. Seeing Junior Sister Meng Wan's rapid progress in cultivation, I was tempted to exchange some ideas with her..."
He secretly glanced at Meng Wan, who remained expressionless, as if it had nothing to do with her.
"As a result, my skills were inferior to others, and I was taught a lesson by Junior Sister Meng Wan..."
Yuan Wu's voice became increasingly low, almost like a mosquito's hum. "Not only has my cultivation level dropped, but... I've also lost four peaks..."
He lowered his head, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it and replaced it with an expression of deep sorrow.
"Holy Son, be wise! Junior Sister Meng Wan has only been building her foundation for two months, and she has already reached the fourth level of foundation building. Her growth rate is truly incredible!
Your subordinates, your subordinates are really worried..."
Yuan Wu paused, his tone growing heavier, "I'm worried that when she grows up, she'll be detrimental to the Holy Son!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked!
Yuan Wu's words brought some things to the surface.
Xue Wuya's gaze also fell on Meng Wan, with a smile on his face.
"Oh? Meng Wan, what do you think?"
Meng Wan slowly raised her head and met Xue Wuya's inquiring gaze, but she did not avoid it at all.
"Holy Son, I only regret that my strength is too weak. I have a lot of passion, but I am not qualified to serve you."
She lowered her eyes slightly, with a hint of self-blame in her tone, as if she was really regretting that she was not strong enough.
"As for being disadvantageous to you... Ha, Yuan Wu's words, I wonder if he thinks too highly of me, or too lowly of the Holy Son. How dare a firefly compete with the bright moon?"
Xue Wuya laughed out loud when he heard this, obviously in a good mood.
"Meng Wan, Meng Wan, you really know how to talk. This Saint Son was right about you. You are much better than some of those old guys."
He glanced meaningfully at Yuan Wu, whose face turned even paler and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Xue Wuya restrained his smile, turned his gaze to Yuan Wu, and his tone suddenly turned cold.
"Yuanwu, you're an old man in the Blood Path, yet you suffered such a huge loss at the hands of a newcomer, and you even made excuses for yourself afterwards. You're really capable!"
His tone was filled with undisguised disgust and dissatisfaction. "Not only has your cultivation level declined this time, you've also lost four peaks. If I don't punish you, it would be hard to convince everyone!"
Xue Wuya flicked his sleeves and spoke in a cold and ruthless tone.
"This Saint will confiscate all your benefits as a quasi-Saint, and before you reclaim the lost territory, you must pay double the tribute! Do you acknowledge your mistake?"
Yuan Wu trembled all over and kowtowed quickly, saying, "Don't worry, Holy Son! I will recapture the lost territory as soon as possible and will never let you down!"
Xue Wuya snorted coldly, "This Saint Son will give you one chance. If you are not capable of defending those peaks, it is better to let someone capable manage them."
Although Xue Wuya did not name who this "capable person" was, everyone present knew it.
Yuan Wu's face suddenly changed, his lips trembling, but he didn't dare to refute. He could only respond humbly, "Yes... the Holy Son is wise."
His heart was filled with resentment and resentment, but he could only endure it.
Xue Wuya nodded with satisfaction and then announced the rewards and punishments for the others.
"Meng Wan, Qing Ling, you two have performed exceptionally well this time. I grant you permission to enter the Sixth Peak Blood Pool for three days of training to enhance your cultivation."
Upon hearing this, Meng Wan and Qing Ling both showed joy on their faces and quickly thanked the Holy Son for his grace.
However, the other quasi-saints did not receive such good treatment.
"Yu Qi, Duan Qianxiao, your performance has been disastrous. Your qualification to enter the Fifth Peak Blood Pool for cleansing next year will be revoked.
As for Yuechan, considering your good performance in the past few months, I will not punish you."
Xue Wuya's voice was cold and emotionless, "Reflect on your actions. If you act so unbearable again next time, you don't need to come to see me."
Yu Qi and Duan Qianxiao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly nodded in agreement.
After announcing the rewards and punishments, Xue Wuya waved his hand.
"Meng Wan, Qing Ling, please stay. If you have nothing else to do, please leave."
"Yes, Lord Saint."
After bowing his head and agreeing, a look of frustration flashed in Yuanwu's eyes.
In the past, if there was something important, it was usually him and Qingling who were asked to stay.
But now, as his cultivation level declined, his position was gradually replaced by Meng Wan, who performed more brilliantly.
After the others left, Xue Wuya glanced at the two people who stayed and opened his thin lips slightly.
"I'm sure you two have heard about the treasure robbery at Duobao Pavilion."
Meng Wan and Qing Ling bowed their heads respectfully, "Sir, we have heard a little bit about it."
Duobao Pavilion is the treasure house of Xuanyin Sect.
It is said that there are countless natural treasures and magical weapons hidden inside, and every time it is opened, it attracts a group of saints to flock to it.
Xue Wuya nodded slightly, "Two months later, Duobao Pavilion will be reopened.
The Duobao Pavilion has a total of nine floors. According to regulations, each saint can bring two quasi-saints into the Duobao Pavilion to challenge levels and grab treasures.
This time, you two will accompany this Holy Son."
A hint of joy flashed in Qingling's eyes, "Don't worry, Holy Son, we will go all out to help you seize the treasure!"
Xue Wuya nodded slightly, his eyes falling on the two of them with a hint of warning.
“The Duobao Pavilion is fraught with danger. Even this Saint Son dares not be careless.
Before entering the Duobao Pavilion, you all must work together and avoid internal fighting and wasting time, which will ruin this Saint Son's great cause."
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