Chapter 12: Arrogance (2) (2/2)
Protector Mo no longer cared for his image. He grabbed Li Qiye and carried him back into the room.
“You fool. If you want to die, please don’t bring our sect down with you.”
“Protector Mo, do you have to be so scared?” Li Qiye, unwilling to be carried back to the room, pushed Protector Mo’s hands away.
“You… You… You…” Protector Mo couldn’t help himself anymore and started to hyperventilate.
Nan Huairen cried like a mistreated bride: “Senior, do you know how strong the Nine Saint Demon Gate is right now? Let alone their elders and the Demon King, all of their protectors have the qualification to become Royal n.o.bles. Demon King Lun Ri could bring disaster to our sect with a single wave of his sleep. Back when their first elder was disarming the conflict, you should have taken the chance to nullify the problem.”
Li Qiye coldly replied: “Is that how it is? It is too late now. Plus, I prefer to talk with my fists.”
Of course, Li Qiye could not reveal his secrets. If the Nine Saint Demon Gate wanted to cause trouble, he would use this opportunity to test the integrity of the sect. Although he promised the Nine Saint Virtuous Paragon that he would take care of his descendants that year, if they didn’t know their rightful place, Li Qiye would be happy to cure them of their corruption.
It would also justify him taking the treasures of the Nine Saint Demon Gate.
Nan Huairen gave up, no longer wanting to speak or look at Li Qiye. He felt like he was conducting music for an ox. It was a waste of his energy. [2. Basically, an ox can’t hear or appreciate music, just like a dumb person can’t be appealed with reasoning.]
Protector Mo eventually regained his voice, but he could only scornfully say: “You better follow the rules and attend the trial. If you keep causing trouble, you won't have to worry about returning to the sect. No one can save you then.”
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The trial was taking place in an ancient pavilion where two protectors acted as mediators. One of them was Protector Hua, the master of Xu Hui, and the other was Grand Protector Yu He, the strongest protector in the Nine Saint Demon Gate.
Visible auras surrounded the body of Protector Hua. It was as if his body was made out of a golden metal. As for the grand protector, his aura was much more intimidating. His Royal n.o.ble strength seeped out in a sanguine color instead of a golden one.
Many disciples surrounded the pavilion because cultivating could be lonely and mundane at times. They were all eager for the opportunity to watch an entertaining spectacle. So many people were here that even a fly wouldn't be able to pa.s.s.
The group that opposed this marriage the most mainly consisted of male disciples. They all hoped for Li Qiye to fail his trial because they believed that he doesn't have the qualifications to become the husband of their G.o.ddess.