Chapter 66 (1/2)

Meng Xuanzhao was startled and suddenly re hiroundless disciple within the sect was certainly not an issue, especially when it was done in private so that nobody questioned it Within the world of cultivators, there were plenty of people's lives that orth nothing, and—with tiotten The sect still had its rules, however, and if thisXuanzhao be in trouble, but not even his uncle have the ability to put out the fire

Sweatdrops began to for Xuanzhao's forehead as he tried to think of a way to explain himself

But Fang Xing did not give hie with shi+xiong Liu Feng and alht about taking his life! You privileged second-generation disciples really are so! A living person beaten to death, just like that Meng Xuanzhao, did you learn this from your uncle? What happened to the rules of the sect?”

Such questions directed at hi Xuanzhao to feel a sense of terror He stu hi you right no dare you misrepresent my words!”

BAM

Fang Xing slaot the evidence right here What is your excuse?” It was a palm-sized plate made out of jade, its inch-thick surface covered in complex symbols

This jade plate was a ”Recollection Talisman”, another basic spirit tool of the cultivation realrade but had widespread use Its purpose was also very simple: after a small amount of Qi was used to activate it, there was a certain tirade exaes

When two cultivators were far away froe Talisman[1], one of the cultivators would store their voice inside such a Recollection Talisman to then be delivered by a third party to the receiver Simply put, these talismans were similar to letters, but there were also certain ti voices to later be used as a form of evidence

After Meng Xuanzhao sahat Fang Xing took out, his facial expressions becaly He used privateto his death, soht out into the open If the sect were to find out about this, let alone hiht end up affected

The sect's outer court was seen as a place to measure each individual's capabilities, and only once a disciple had ed to outshi+ne the majority would they be offered the chance to join the inner court To ”outshi+ne” typically round, or even raw strength, and no lis; even shadieras theas a disciple was able to arrive at the top, they would qualify for the inner court

Although there were no specific liht achieve these results, the outer court was not without its unwritten rules The sect e their disciples to unleash their bloodthirst upon each other, but a disciple abusing strength that wasn't their own—such as the case of Meng Xuanzhao relying on his uncle—was seen as improper

If Liu Feng's death was caused by a fight between the two, or had even been a result of a duel to the death, the sectXuanzhao for it; he would at most receive a year's worth of confine's death was caused by a disciple abusing their privilege to hand out private punishments, however, there was even a chance for expulsion from the sect

And if there was evidence that his uncle had been involved in this in any way? His uncle would also be expelled from the position of elder!

”You… you planned this all along? GiveXuanzhao yelled, his expression distorting even further as he stretched his ar the talis's clutches

Fang Xing gave a cold laugh ”And now you want to destroy the evidence?” He ju Xuanzhao

It was beyond Meng Xuanzhao's expectations that Fang Xing would act in such a manner so quickly, and he did not even have time to defend himself The full force of that slap landed on his face and—with the sound of a chaotic clatter and a violent gust of wind—Meng Xuanzhao was sent flying into the thicket of black bamboo

SWOOSH

Meng Xuanzhao'sSwords towards Fang Xing, but not a single one of thehtly nervous and atching Fang Xing with disbelief Meng Xuanzhao's strength was not low, and he would perhaps be one of the top-ranked disciples within the Qing-Yun Sect's outer court, yet he had been sent flying with a single slap to the face?

”You littleto kill you!” With a face covered in blood, Meng Xuanzhao was so furious that he was growing unstable Even he hi by this little son of a bich Growing up, he had always been favored by everyone around him, and not once had he been forced to suffer such humiliation He had been left almost in tears after he was robbed by the Black Market Bandit back then, and this time—with soXing The hatred and shae of ive all he had in order to fight the boy