Lord Shenxiu
Chapter 401 Justice (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 401: Chapter 401 Justice (Please Subscribe)

Zhu Ling’er mingled among the crowd, her thoughts gradually drifting away.

She thought about the future, where her brother Long’er would surely shine within the Xuanhai Sect.

She herself had brought back Daoist texts, and with those, the Zhu Family and Sunrise Trading could reach new heights, which brought a smile to her face.

"How bold, to dare to try to sneak through with an Illusion Technique!"

At that moment, an explosive shout like thunder came from ahead.

Zhu Ling’er’s pretty face went blank as she saw her helpless brother slumped on the ground.

And Hong Yuanxiong, the Inner Sect Disciple who had taken a bribe, had a face full of rage, "Just a low-grade Dao Foundation, yet pretending to be high-grade. Are you here to mock the Xuanhai Sect?"

She immediately rushed out, shouting, "Immortal Master, wait, there might be a misunderstanding here!"

’A misunderstanding, of course, there’s a misunderstanding!’

Hong Yuanxiong was very clear: a piece of Thousand-Year Cold Light Iron was worth him intervening once.

Besides, he was narrow-minded and envious of Zhu Long’er who possessed an outstanding Dao Foundation.

If he allowed Long’er to enter and show his talent, the youngster might soon be promoted to the Inner Sect, threatening his own position.

Moreover, doing such a thing would always be a vulnerability.

Coupled with the previous request from the Fourth Prince of Yue, everything spurred him to make a decision.

He not only wanted to demote the child today but to also destroy his foundation!

This way, even if there were an investigation later, it would end up a headless case with only rumors, which couldn’t affect his status.

At this moment, seeing Zhu Ling’er rushing out, he couldn’t help but sneer, "Seeking death!"

He unfolded his folding fan, ready to flick it lightly.

Hong Yuanxiong had cultivated to the Condensing Evil Realm. He was greedy for progress in his cultivation technique, and his advancement in Daoist skills was very rapid, making it easy to break through realms, but his spell power was not so impressive.

As for the Condensing Evil checkpoint, he used only a common ’Beiming True Evil.’ This Evil Qi may sound imposing, but it was actually the most common type found in the deep sea. When used in combat, it could bring in a layer of cold air, but that was all.

However, if used on ordinary people, one breath of Evil Qi could freeze them to death!

Hong Yuanxiong also had murderous intent.

Destroying the foundation might leave traces upon investigation, but if turned into a dead person, then it would truly be dead without evidence.

For him, a great Immortal Master, to kill one or two mortals, what was the big deal?

A blast of evil wind, carrying the Beiming True Evil with it, made everyone around suddenly feel an extreme, bone-chilling cold.

Even the young man previously holding a sword couldn’t help but turn his head, knowing that the unfortunate siblings were probably about to turn into two icy statues.

Hong Yuanxiong closed his fan, quite satisfied with his spell, thinking that after one flick, the siblings would be dead. But the people around only felt a gust of cold wind.

In fact, his spell had not yet reached the stage of perfection. When he struck, there was still some aura that leaked out. Otherwise, with one wave of the fan, people around wouldn’t have felt anything, and the enemies would have been all dead.

However, the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

Zhu Ling’er was hugging her brother tightly, bracing for death, but unexpectedly, they were unscathed, which made her feel the relief of having escaped from the jaws of death.

Hong Yuanxiong’s face turned ugly as he looked toward a window at the Lai Fu Inn, "Where is this Loose Cultivator from, daring to interfere in Xuanhai Sect’s matters?"

Around Zhong Shenxiu, the onlookers who had been enjoying the commotion quickly dispersed, revealing a large empty space.

"It’s me."

He had been planning to intervene all along, or Hong Yuanxiong, even with ten more eyes, wouldn’t have noticed it was him secretly helping Zhu Ling’er and her brother.

At this moment, with a slight push on the window, he floated down and landed in the square, loudly declaring, "I only met this brother and sister by chance, yet my ears are overly sharp; I overheard the plans of that Fourth Prince of Yue from the next compartment. He mentioned giving you a piece of Thousand-Year Cold Light Iron to use against Zhu Long’er in the Immortal Fate Conference..."

The moment these words were spoken, the people around were in an uproar.

Most were skeptical, but Zhu Ling’er already believed it and shouted, "You little scoundrel, our Zhu Family’s Hundred-refined Mysterious Iron is... is..."

She wanted to say that it was thrown to the dogs, but she dared not provoke a high-ranking disciple of the Xuanhai Sect and had to contain her anger.

Zhong Shenxiu simply smiled without saying much but waved his hand and sent out a burst of mana, shattering a wall to capture the Fourth Prince of Yue along with his advisor, pinning them to the ground like two toads.

Many who recognized these two began to whisper secretly amongst themselves.

Hong Yuanxiong’s face turned green and white by turns, and then he became furious with embarrassment.

Seeing that Zhong Shenxiu easily took down the Fourth Prince of Yue and sensing the impressive strength of his mana, Hong Yuanxiong couldn’t fathom his opponent’s true capabilities and dared not make a move.

Zhong Shenxiu didn’t bother with him either.

In his eyes, it was normal for a sect to have a few black sheep.

Exposing this affair and saving Zhu Ling’er and her brother was enough for him.

If the Xuanhai Sect understood the gravity of the situation, they should be sending an elder at this moment to deal with the Prince and Hong Yuanxiong, demonstrating their fairness and strict justice.

No matter how much misconduct occurred behind closed doors, as long as one wore the guise of an upright sect, they had to maintain a façade.

Otherwise, morale would wane, not only causing division among the sect’s disciples but also tarnishing the sect’s good name in the Cultivation World.

Sure enough, the expressions of those Xuanhai Sect disciples turned one of alarm, some of them secretly sending out messages.

It wasn’t long before a streak of light descended and transformed into an old man with white eyebrows, his hair as white as a crane’s, the face of a child, clearly a person of the Dao.

Upon seeing the elder, Hong Yuanxiong’s face revealed a hint of joy: "Master!"

"Scoundrel!"

With a wave of his hand, a dark rope magic artifact bound Hong Yuanxiong tightly. The elder’s gaze was cold as he looked around: "Hong Yuanxiong’s collusion with outsiders will be thoroughly investigated by our Xuanhai Sect, and we will give the Cultivation World an account. Our Sect’s Immortal Fate Conference has always been fair and just, and we are clear about rewards and punishments within our sect."

"This Old Immortal Master really is fair and just."

Among the crowd, many who were eager to flatter instantly began to cheer.

Only a few seasoned individuals secretly frowned.

"And this young friend,"

The old man smiled warmly at Zhu Long’er: "Step forward so that this old Daoist can personally assess your aptitude, ensuring no mistake is made."

"No, we are not taking a master,"

Zhu Ling’er yelled out, clutching Zhu Long’er and taking refuge behind Zhong Shenxiu.

Hearing Hong Yuanxiong call out ’Master’ caused her heart to pound with terror; how could she dare to send her brother into the hands of a demon?

"The Immortal Fate Conference is a place where one can come and go freely; if you don’t wish to take a master, then I won’t insist,"

The elder smiled faintly and then turned to Zhong Shenxiu: "May I know how this young master is called? Whom have you apprenticed with?"

"I am Zhong Shenxiu, unaffiliated with any sect, a mere Loose Cultivator,"

Zhong Shenxiu replied with a light laugh.

He clearly felt that the moment he admitted he had no prestigious backing, a cold light flashed in the old man’s eyes.

"Ah, so it’s you, the Daohua Thief!"

The elder suddenly shouted: "I just received a message from the White Water Sect of Lin Kingdom that a notorious Daohua Thief has fled into Yue Country. This thief has committed all sorts of vile acts along the way; you dare to come to the Immortal Fate Conference today and act recklessly, thinking our Xuanhai Sect has no one to answer to?"

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