Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

Zhang Yixing and the other two had been taken down from the pillar. The reason was simple: the three of them were terrified.

When Chi Buwan raised the whip just now, he really wanted to kill them. The killing intent from the late stage of the Dao Integration Realm was like a world-ending calamity to the Nascent Soul and Foundation Establishment Realms, causing them to tremble from the depths of their souls.

The three men had pale lips, paper-like faces, and blank stares, as if they had lost their souls and become mentally impaired.

Shen Qianhe frowned, looking coldly at the three people in front of him, and scoffed, "I thought you were so capable, but Junior Brother only threatened me with a whip and you've become so stupid."

Xie Hanfeng wiped away non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead, looking somewhat helpless.

Chi Buwan is so irreverent. Whenever he gets angry, people think he's just joking around. Only those who know him well know that Chi Buwan was really angry just now.

Xie Hanfeng said, "Senior Sister, leave this to me."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qianhe moved the whip away from him, looking at him warily with wide eyes.

Xie Hanfeng: ......

Look, this is all thanks to the 'good' foundation laid at the right time.

He said, "I'm different from my junior."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qianhe first put away the whip in his hand, and then went to the side to coax his beloved disciple, leaving the scene to him.

Xie Hanfeng looked at the three people who had collapsed on the stage with weak legs and gently shook his head.

He thought the villains and idiots in novels were just characters written by the author to advance the plot, never expecting that there were actually such stupid people in the world.

How dare a mere Nascent Soul cultivator challenge the authority of the number one sect? Who gave them the guts?

Xie Hanfeng: "Gentlemen, may we now begin checking whether my Lingxiao Sect disciples meet the requirements for participating in the Sect Tournament?"

No one speaks.

Xie Hanfeng: ......

"The three of you." Xie Hanfeng raised his voice and repeated his words, but there was still no reply.

Just as the familiar, exotic fragrance slowly wafted over, the panicked voices of three people rang in her ears.

"Yes...yes!"

Xie Hanfeng: ...........

He turned his head to look at Chi Buwan, who had walked up to him, and winked at him, asking what he had come over for.

After a while, she regained her ethereal appearance and calmly began to show off: "Oh, it's nothing. I just came to see how it's going."

Xie Hanfeng: "It's been handled well. They said they will conduct thorough testing."

"That's it?" Chi Buwan raised an eyebrow slightly, clearly dissatisfied with the result.

Seeing his expression, Xie Hanfeng thought to himself, "This is bad," but by the time he reached out to grab the evil fleece, the people around him had already walked towards the three of them.

Xie Hanfeng, who grabbed nothing, was speechless.

Forget it, just don't kill them.

If Chi Buwan isn't allowed to vent his anger, he'll hold a grudge for the rest of his life.

But then again.

Why does Chi Buwan hate these three people so much?

The next second, he knew the answer.

"The three of you were quite formidable in your mortal days." Chi Buwan's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but all cultivators could clearly hear what he said.

Xiao Wuli, sitting below the stage, stared at him in a daze.

"Oh my, are you happy now?" The old man, who had been watching the show, couldn't help but tease him when he saw his micro-expression.

Xiao Wuli ignored him.

The old man, in his spirit form, stroked his chin, suppressing a laugh, and asked knowingly, "Young man, who do you think Master is doing this for?"

For my sake.

Old man: ......

That's shameless.

Xiao Wuli had already learned to use spiritual power to transmit her voice, and answered his question very quickly.

His eyes sparkled as he looked at the person on the stage, clean, clear, and filled with admiration, with a different kind of emotion surging in his eyes.

Master must have done it for him, right?

He and his master had a secret that only he knew: a few days ago in Qinglu City, his master knew that it was not his eldest brother who had protected him that day.

Five days have passed since that day, but unexpectedly, Master still remembers who bullied him and is still seeking revenge for him.

so......

Was he a very important person in his master's heart?

Thinking of this, Xiao Wuli's eyes shone even brighter, and the corners of his lips turned up. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he suddenly remembered something he had previously overlooked.

Master rarely goes out, so why did he go out that day, and why did he go to Qinglu City?

He knew perfectly well that he and his senior brother were subduing demons on Qinglu Peak.

Could it be Master...?

Xiao Wuli paused for a moment, his pupils trembled slightly, his fingers suddenly clenched in excitement, his chest was suddenly filled with something, and an unbelievable thought lingered in his mind.

Two seconds later, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly. When he looked up again, all the dark resentment in his eyes had completely disappeared. His phoenix eyes sparkled as he looked at the aloof figure on the stage.

The evil beast that was causing trouble on Qinglu Peak was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. This was the most powerful beast he had ever encountered. His master must have been worried about him getting hurt, which is why he was protecting him in Qinglu City at the foot of the mountain.

His lips parted in a wide grin, and his phoenix eyes curved into crescent moons with laughter.

He is the most important disciple in his master's heart!

The old man standing nearby saw his expression: ......

I don't know what this lovesick young man is thinking, but he's acting so foolish, even more so than the three people on stage.

Fortunately, no one can see him; he can't afford to lose face like that.

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On stage, Chi Buwan's gaze was cold and indifferent, but his heart was burning with rage.

[I've been wanting to beat up these three people who almost ruined my mission for ages!]

337 reached out as if to say something, then pulled back to cover her mouth. Two seconds later, she reached out again, finally deciding to cover her mouth and remain silent.

If we let them go today, how many more innocent people will be bullied by them in the future?

337 glanced at Xiao Wuli below the stage, whose eyes were sparkling, but based on its years of experience, there was something different about pure worship. Ultimately, it decided to go along with its straight-laced host. That way, if its host later realized something was wrong and wanted to blame it for not warning him, it could pretend to be oblivious.

337 indignantly replied: [Fine! Host! Let's take this seriously!]

Chi Buwan looked at the three people in front of him whose legs were trembling. He lowered his peach blossom eyes, stretched out his slender fingers, and first grasped the hilt of the long sword in his palm. Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, he used spiritual energy to create a sharp, cold sword that gleamed with cold air.

"Zheng—!"

The moment Chang Sui fully manifested in the world, a clear and melodious dragon roar suddenly exploded, emanating spiritual energy fluctuations from Chi Bu Wan as the center, with a chilling aura piercing straight to the bone marrow along with the spiritual energy!

The Long-Following Sword is an ancient divine sword. Although it is usually used only as a means of transportation, if it gets serious, it can cleave everything in two with a single strike!

The eight disciples of the Lingxiao Sect were all disciples of a single immortal. When the immortal became a god, he left nothing behind except his own life sword for the original owner, Chi Buwan.

The reason is simple: the original owner had no special skills and his cultivation was only average. His only outstanding feature was his beauty, so his master left him a sword for self-defense.

This sword has one incredibly powerful move – summoning the Master.

However, it can only be used once.

Chi Buwan gripped his longsword and walked towards the three of them. His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and spiritual energy swirled around him as if it were a tangible substance. Pale golden light patterns flowed through his clothes, and the surrounding sounds immediately quieted down because of this terrifying aura.

Zhang Yixing's lips trembled, and he swallowed hard. As he watched the person approaching step by step, suddenly, a familiar fragrance wafted into his nose, and he froze.

The oppressive aura emanating from the person in front of him was becoming increasingly familiar, just like the "Yun Dan" he had met that day!

His pupils dilated, and he finally understood where the anger of the person in front of him was coming from.

The person was already close by, and he hurriedly said, "Immortal Venerable, you can't kill me! Otherwise, all the cultivators in the world will know what you've done. If my master finds out that my life lamp has been extinguished, he certainly won't let the Lingxiao Sect off easily!"

Chi Buwan seemed not to hear, his hand holding the sword hilt slightly bent, the tip of the sword pressed against his chin, the blade lightly tapping his Adam's apple and jaw, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he said: "I am a coward, killing you? It's just a matter of waving my hand."

【Host, are you really going to kill him?】337 asked worriedly.

"Just scare him a little," Chi Buwan muttered. "Don't make a sound, I'm just pretending."

337: ...

It glanced down at the audience and saw a group of disciples with starry eyes, among whom the one with the brightest eyes was the male protagonist named Xiao Wuli.