C9 (2/2)

Chu Qianye nodded his head lightly. He could tell now that his identity seemed to be different, there were only a few disciples dressed in white robes here, and he was one of them.

Chu Qianye's gaze swept across the white robed man's body. Unlike Chu Qianye, the white robed man's sleeves did not have any markings.

The white robed man cupped his fists and said: ”I am Fang Zhixiao, a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, Master Liao Changfeng. May I know which hall this brother belongs to? Who does Master follow? ”

Chu Qianye shook his head and said: ”I am Chu Qianye, and I don't have a master yet, I've been cultivating by myself for the past few years.”

The smile on Fang Zhixiao's face stiffened. A white robed disciple without a master, who would believe such nonsense? How could he become a Successor Disciple without a Master?

Fang Zhixiao was extremely unfamiliar with Chu Qianye, he had never seen him before, and Chu Qianye's body did not emit any spiritual energy fluctuations, making him look profound and unfathomable. Fang Zhixiao did not want to blow the matter up, so he said reluctantly: ”These junior brothers and sisters have probably offended Junior Brother Chu before, I hope Junior Brother Chu can let them off on my account.”

Chu Qianye quickly reacted, he anxiously cupped his fists and said: ”I am truly sorry, I did not know the way, so I followed behind them, I did not expect to cause a misunderstanding.”

The group of disciples stared at each other. The white-robed disciple didn't know the way?

The young lady came to Fang Zhixiao's side and said softly, ”Senior Brother Fang, he can't be an imposter, right? Look at him, he's sneaky and doesn't look like a good person. Moreover, how could there be a disciple in white robes who doesn't know his way?

Fang Zhixiao made a ”don't be impatient” gesture, looked at Chu Qianye seriously and said: ”Junior Chu must be joking, even if I am a new disciple, I shouldn't get lost, I'm sure you don't want to forgive these Junior Brothers and Sisters.”

Chu Qianye said politely: ”If there is a misunderstanding, I am willing to apologize. I just reached Foundation Establishment three years ago, then went through some things.

Their conversation garnered the attention of many people, causing Fang Zhixiao to feel that there was a problem. Foundation Establishment three years ago? What qualifications did a Foundation Establishment cultivator have to become a Successor Disciple three years ago?

Suddenly, a green robed man pointed at Chu Qianye and said, ”You are Chu Liu?!”

Very few people knew Chu Qianye's name, but some people knew about the nickname Chu Liu. The young lady was also enlightened as she pointed at Chu Qianye in surprise and said: ”I remember now, you are the guy that had been living at the foot of the mountain the entire time. When I became an official disciple, you were still only at the fifth level of Qi Disciple stage.”

When Chu Qianye was in the outer sect, he was exceptionally low key and reserved. He knew that he did not have a background, his family was poor, and his own talent was not good enough.

There were too many people who didn't recognize him, and it was just that during their idle chatter, this guy who was usually taciturn, and had good news, gave Chu Qianye a nickname called Chu Li.

Not many people had paid attention to Chu Qianye in the first place, and Chu Qianye was wearing a white robe, so no one dared to look at him seriously. In addition, after these few years of cultivation, Chu Qianye had almost been completely reborn. His demeanor and appearance had changed quite a bit, and it was only when Chu Qianye said his name that people remembered that he was that Chu Kuang.

Upon hearing that this was Chu Kuang, and that he had become a disciple in white robes, more and more people surrounded him.

Fang Zhixiao looked at Chu Qianye meaningfully and said: ”Junior Brother Chu, where did you get your true disciple identity?”

Chu Qianye said innocently: ”I don't know either, today someone gave me this set of white robes, so I wore it.”

Laughter rose up, and Fang Zhixiao revealed a smile on his face as he said: ”Without master, you are not a Successor Disciple, do you know how big the crime of impersonating a Successor Disciple is?”

Chu Qianye really didn't know that he could have worn a set of black robes. If he had known earlier that this white robe would bring about trouble, he definitely wouldn't have worn it.

Fang Zhixiao took a step forward and said, ”According to the law enforcement hall's third and seventh paragraph, impersonating a Successor Disciple is equivalent to crippling one's cultivation, and is then punished according to the severity of the crime. Chu Qianye, come with me. ”

The young girl said angrily, ”Shixiong Fang, punish this shameless bastard severely. He followed us all the way and caused us to think that we had committed a great sin. He is too wicked.”

Chu Qianye stared at Fang Zhixiao and said: ”I don't know what a white robe means, I've said it before, I don't know who gave me this white robe, even if I'm wearing the wrong clothes, it shouldn't cause my cultivation to go down the drain.”

After making such a ruckus, Fang Zhixiao recalled the respect and politeness he showed Chu Qianye and became even more furious.

Fang Zhixiao lowered his face and berated: ”You said it yourself, you do not know anything about the situation of my sect, this is sufficient to prove that you have not been in my sect for the past few years.

Fang Zhixiao's hand grabbed towards Chu Qianye's shoulder. Before Chu Qianye could react, the scorpion wood nail on his right shoulder automatically shot out.

Fang Zhixiao thought that he had gotten enough evidence. This guy, who had just reached Foundation Establishment three years ago, definitely did not dare to resist, nor did he have the ability to.

The thin as cow hair scorpion wood nail pierced through Fang Zhixiao's palm, leaving a wound as thick as a chopstick. The scorpion wood nail quickly returned to Chu Qianye's shoulder point, as if it had never appeared before.