The faces of the Feiyun Sect members darkened further. They were all top cultivators in the cultivation world; what could they not have?
Here, however, Shen Sangruo mocked him for begging for money.
Shen Daochen stared coldly at Shen Sangruo, as if he wanted to bore a hole through her.
"Is this how you should talk to me? You disobedient and unfilial brat!"
"Disobedient and unfilial, may I ask who I am, Sect Master Shen?" Shen Sangruo raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
He was so resolute in agreeing to sever his father-daughter relationship with her.
With her current attitude, how could he possibly acknowledge that he is her father?
After things have escalated to this point, there's no way he'd back down to her.
Shen Daochen choked on his words, and could only coldly snort, "Don't forget who you are!"
How could she forget her identity? She is now very clear about her identity.
"If Sect Leader Shen and the members of the Flying Cloud Sect are still unwilling to join the sect, please forgive me for not keeping you company. The ceremony is about to begin." Her tone seemed somewhat impatient.
I still need to become an apprentice of Immortal Lord Changli.
Shen Daochen had lost his temper over her countless times, his face grim as he pondered a solution.
The best course of action at this moment is to persuade Shen Sangruo to go back with them.
Seeing her like that, he felt angry and realized it was impossible for him to communicate with her properly.
"Let's go and participate." Master Lingxiao uttered a sentence with his thin lips, and then strode towards the gate of Ninghua Sect.
Shen Daochen gritted his teeth and decided to go to the banquet.
As long as we can take Chen Sangruo away, it's uncertain who will be the one to lose face later.
He said to the people behind him, "Let's go."
The Taoist Master Wuwei stopped him with a smile, saying, "Please trouble Sect Master Shen to show me the invitation."
"The invitation was personally sent by Ninghua Sect. Don't you remember who it was sent to?" Shen Daochen remained expressionless, but secretly clenched his fist.
The invitation in his hand was already crumpled into a ball; how could he possibly present it?
"There's nothing I can do. I'm getting old, and I really can't remember those unimportant things," the Taoist Wuwei said, taking the opportunity to back down.
Shen Daochen's face visibly flushed with anger.
If it weren't for Chen Sangruo, why would he attend such a ceremony? How could the mere Ninghua Sect possibly catch his eye?
Now it seems like he's the one eagerly trying to curry favor with Ninghua Sect.
"It's just an invitation, what exactly is Sect Master Shen refusing to do?"
"If you don't produce the invitation, how can you prove that you are the Flying Cloud Sect and not the White Cloud Sect or the Black Cloud Sect? You agree, Sect Master Shen, don't you?"
It can be said that he has taken his annoying and irritating personality to the extreme.
Suppressing the urge to attack Wuwei Daoren, Shen Daochen took a deep breath and threw the ball he had been holding to Wuwei Daoren.
"The invitation you requested."
Wuwei Daoist deflected the invitation with a backhand motion, saying, "What I want is the invitation. Why did Sect Master Shen give me a ball instead?"
Chen Daochen's temples twitched with anger.
Finally, only after smoothing out the crumpled invitation and handing it to Wuwei Daoist was they allowed to enter Ninghua Sect.
Shen Sanruo silently gave Wuwei Daoren a thumbs up. This old man is really cunning.
After finishing her business here, she left to prepare for the ceremony later.
Upon entering Ninghua Sect, Shen Daochen surveyed everything within with a stern face, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain.
However, as he moved on, he could no longer remain arrogant.
Ninghua Sect was far better than he had imagined, and was in no way inferior to their Feiyun Sect.
He didn't even see the scene he wanted to see: Ninghua Sect recruiting so many people at once, but being unable to manage them, and ultimately shooting itself in the foot.
The Ninghua Sect was well-organized, comparable to the Feiyun Sect, and it was impossible to tell that they had only joined the Ninghua Sect a few months ago.
What's more, this was someone he had targeted before.
Clearly, their efforts were completely ineffective.
They were furious the whole way, and by the time they realized what was happening, they had already arrived at the main hall of Ninghua Sect.
Even the experienced Shen Daochen and Lingxiao Zhenren were slightly stunned by the scene before them.
Such a grand scale has a kind of aesthetic appeal, as if the Ninghua Sect has emptied its coffers and is about to give up tomorrow.
Is Shen Sang truly worthy of being treated this way?
Shen Daochen and Lingxiao Zhenren had frosty expressions. Whether it was worth it or not was none of Ninghua Sect's business. They weren't members of their sect, so why were they making such a fuss?
The two were undoubtedly even more displeased.
The Flying Cloud Sect was the last sect to arrive. After they took their seats, the ceremony was about to begin.
Shen Sangruo and Ye Huai gathered together.
"They're really stubborn. You can tell they're up to no good just by looking at them," Su Xiyu said softly, leaning on Shen Sangruo's shoulder.
Song Weiyan leaned on her other shoulder, "If they knew that Junior Sister's feelings for them had been withdrawn, I wonder if they would still be so persistent."
"I bet even if they find out, they'll try every means to win back Junior Sister's feelings," Bai Ruoan said, leaning her head against hers.
Ye Huai looked at the strange group of four and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he said, "Should I join you?"
Hmm, it seems like there's nowhere for Junior Sister to lean on.
Chen Sangruo, overwhelmed by the burden: ...
She pretended to struggle and said, "Senior brothers and sisters, if you keep pressing down, your junior sister might die."
The three then withdrew their hands.
"I wonder if the sect leader's spell to detach from emotions is reliable."
“Even if I can regain my feelings for them, my attitude towards them will not change, and I will have no further connection with them,” Shen Sangruo said resolutely.
She had come to a realization and given up while she was in confinement; detaching herself from emotions was merely a supplementary method.
As Wuwei Daoren had said before, what she was really letting go of was her obsession.
Having gone through so much, she has long since let it go.
The four senior brothers and sisters were initially a little worried, but after hearing her words, they were completely relieved.
They believed her.
"The ceremony has begun, junior sister, hurry up and go," Ye Huai reminded her.
Everything was ready in the main hall. Chen Sanruo nodded, turned around, and stepped into the main hall.
She knew the apprenticeship ceremony process very well. This was her third time becoming an apprentice, and it was the most solemn one yet.
When she arrived at the viewing area where the Flying Cloud Sect was located, she felt two gazes, one of which had a very strong presence.
The oppressive aura emanating from the other party seemed to be filled with flames of anger, and their displeasure was obvious.
Shen Sangruo knew, of course, that this was a consistent warning gesture from Lingxiao Zhenren.
What does it have to do with her? She's no longer his disciple.
Ignoring the two gazes, he walked straight toward the upright Changli Immortal Lord.
Lingxiao Zhenren's hand, hidden in his sleeve, suddenly tightened. He squinted at her, and a dangerous aura filled the air.
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