When I woke up, the entire cultivation world was talking about my master.

The moment the Master Pointing at the Moon landed on the ground, the entire arena was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Facing the only known sword cultivator in the Tribulation Transcending stage in the cultivation world, and this woman who was even more like a monster than a half-demon, their cultivation levels were completely overwhelmed, leaving them no room to even look up in awe.

The two poles reversed.

It's not scary for the ancestor to go into seclusion; what's scary is when the ancestor likes to

Chu Xianlan was enveloped by the immense sense of security brought by the powerful figure, and her tense heart finally relaxed.

Master Zhiyue moved his fingers, dissipating a small portion of his oppressive aura. The female cultivator put her hands on her hips, looked down at her disciple who was covered in blood, and then at her little grand-disciple whose face was covered in dirt. She looked like she had been bullied and was about to cry.

Look at you!

Master Zhiyue pressed his hand to his forehead, genuinely puzzled. "What's going on?"

"That's right," Chu Xianlan thought to herself.

What happened?! How did things turn out like this?! He's racking his brains trying to figure it out!

But soon, Chu Xianlan remembered that her master was still in the form of a half-demon, and even though she was facing her grandmaster who was in the Mahayana stage, she subconsciously made a protective move.

From Chu Xianlan's perspective, he didn't know whether Zhiyue Zhenren was aware of his master's identity.

The resolute movement was naturally noticed by Master Zhiyue, who raised an eyebrow and looked at the silent Yichen.

Master Zhiyue paused for a moment, then smiled slightly, his eyes filled with a mixture of helplessness and tenderness.

Now you can finally relax, right?

Being cautious, anxious, and harboring deep resentment, you fear the collapse of the trust and affection built up over the years, and that your apprentice will fear you, avoid you, and leave you after learning the truth.

In the end, it was just that simple.

Having reached the level of cultivation of the True Man Pointing to the Moon, one already understands that some destinies are inviolable. Everyone has their own tribulations in life, which cannot be avoided, but are not necessarily insurmountable.

In life, there are bound to be a few stumbling blocks.

A seal can suppress bloodline, but it cannot suppress destiny.

Therefore, she was not surprised at all that Yi Chen's identity was exposed on this day.

Fate is hard to defy, but what if there are variables beyond fate?

You should have been as cold as ashes, as adrift as a boat, but this unexpected turn of events brought you back to life, allowing you to find your harbor.

You thought you were going to fall into the mud, but he desperately lifted you up, preventing you from getting dirty.

A disciple does not have to be inferior to a teacher.

Yi Chen, he is better able to accept yourself than you are.

Thinking of this, Master Zhiyue patted his little grand-disciple's shoulder affectionately, "Good boy, good boy." Why is he so lovable?

Over there, Wei Jin stopped whipping people repeatedly. His eyes darted around, then he threw the fire whip on the ground and complained to Master Zhiyue from afar, "Master, they all hit me! You must avenge me!"

The cultivators who were being attacked just a second ago: ??

Say it again: who hit whom?

"Which ones?" Master Zhiyue turned his head, his voice light and ambiguous.

"Oh, this one, that one, and that one over there—" Wei Jin called out, taking stock of his troops.

The monks who were named were terrified.

They seemed normal enough, but they had actually been gone for a while and wished they could just disappear on the spot.

"Little Jin! Stop fooling around!" The scene was already in complete chaos, and Pei Fang'an just wanted his junior brother to say less. "Sect Leader, please let me explain, it's just..."

However, the matter could not be explained in just a few words. Pei Fang'an was too verbose, and the more he talked, the longer and more convoluted it became. He didn't get to the point for a long time. Zhiyue Zhenren got a headache listening to him and clicked his tongue.

At this moment, many people present were unable to move, as if their bodies were being pressed down by a huge object. They were already uncomfortable, and they were forced to listen to the Taiyi Sect members chatting and gossiping.

"Master! The matter of half-demon concerns the safety of the cultivation world. You must not be confused!" someone couldn't help but speak up to persuade him.

With the Taiyi Sect's stance currently unclear, many are worried that Master Zhiyue might act recklessly.

She acts eccentrically and unpredictably; if she's determined to protect her own, who can stop her?

But we can't beat them.

If you can't use your hands, then use your mouth.

"Master Zhiyue! Immortal Lord Jixue is a half-demon! Everyone saw it!"

"We earnestly request that you, in person, clean house!"

"Yes! Half-demons cannot be allowed to live. The greater good is at stake. We implore you, Master, to clean house!"

The next second, lightning surged in the sky, and purple lightning descended from the heavens like a pillar reaching to the sky.

The lightning didn't strike anyone, but landed in the center of the crowd. The loud bang was deafening and reverberated through the ears, reminding people of the terrifying lightning they had experienced during their tribulations. The impact was unimaginable.

Without a doubt, if it were to strike the flesh, not even a trace would remain.

"Oh," Master Zhiyue rubbed his nose, "Excuse me, I sneezed."

"A half-demon wreaks havoc..."

Another bolt of lightning struck.

"What? Speak louder, I'm old and my hearing isn't good."

Everyone: Mahayana stage!? Hearing problems!?

When the Moon-Pointing Immortal sneezed, a bolt of lightning struck; when she picked her ear, another bolt of lightning struck. Her terrifying moves all landed on the open ground. Everyone knew she was pretending to be deaf and dumb, but no one dared to complain.

An elder of the imperial palace lamented, "Yi Chen and Chu Xianlan have declared themselves enemies of the entire cultivation world. This concerns the reputation of our sect; it's a matter of principle. You, Master... you can't tolerate such evil and disregard the reputation of so many disciples of the Taiyi Sect..."

He spoke to them with both emotion and reason.

"Is it that serious?" Master Zhiyue listened attentively, nodded solemnly, and said, "Then let's punish them by not allowing them to eat snacks for three days."

Chu Xianlan: "?"

Yi Chen: "..."

What kind of talk is this?! The palace elder's face turned ashen as he stared at the lightning brewing on the horizon, unable to vent his anger no matter how fierce he was.

Master Zhiyue thought about it and realized that the elder's nonsense made sense. It wouldn't be good to let so many disciples of the Taiyi Sect take the blame and be implicated.

"Fang An, expel them both from the sect."

Pei Fang'an, suddenly inspired, immediately waved his fan and said, "They've been expelled. They're no longer members of the Taiyi Sect. Sect Leader, you can rest assured."

Master Zhiyue praised him highly, clapping repeatedly, "Well done! Decisive and righteous, even at the cost of family ties, this is the true model of the righteous path!" Very well indeed! None of his disciples were easy to deal with!

Everyone watched as the Taiyi Sect's divine figures put on a show, displaying an extremely strong sense of conviction. They not only absolved the sect of all responsibility but also took the opportunity to mock it.

Ji Ran was unwilling to let the two leave, but he had no choice. He had been secretly plotting a way to turn the situation around as soon as it got out of control... A being like Master Zhiyue disregarded worldly customs and etiquette, and very few people in the world could rival him.

...Unless, his master, the Three-Phase Venerable, is brought forth.

But at that moment, Master Zhiyue suddenly drew his sword.

"Then, everyone, please take a look."

She spoke lazily, changing the direction of her sword tip to aim at Yi Chen and Chu Xianlan.

"—I'm about to clean house."

The sky and earth darkened without anyone noticing, thunderclouds gathered, and undercurrents surged.

The powerful lightning-based spiritual energy spread without warning.

Everyone realized their insignificance at that moment. The cultivators with shallow cultivation trembled all over. This was the sword intent of the Mahayana stage.

Chu Xianlan was startled by his grandmaster's sudden action. Upon closer inspection, he saw that Master Zhiyue was still winking at him.

"Boom!"

As the sword light fell with the thunder, Master Zhiyue swung his sword, creating a spatial rift.

A blinding flash of lightning struck, causing Chu Xianlan's pupils to dilate. She was forcibly pulled into a spatial rift, and as the world spun around her, she felt a pair of hands holding her tightly in their arms from behind.