C7

"Chu Ling, come with me. The Sect Master and the various elders want to see you. Don't delay any longer."

After the third elder let go of the two's hands, he did not pay any attention to the peculiar gazes of the crowd.

When Chu Ling heard this, the anger in his eyes flared up even more. This time, it wasn't because of Xu Qing, but the elder in front of him.

The old man was clearly the Third Elder of the Guiyuan Sect, and appearing here was only to pass down the order. Chu Ling naturally did not think that the old man could have predicted that he would be in trouble and rush over to help, thus, the old man's appearance here could only be explained by one thing.

That was, although the old man still held the title of Third Elder, because of his falling cultivation, he was probably not treated as an elder by the sect. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been ordered around by the other elders.

"Although grand-teacher's cultivation has dropped greatly, no matter what, you have still contributed greatly to the Guiyuan Sect. For the sect to treat you in such a manner, it is truly chilling!"

Chu Ling sighed with emotion in his heart, looking at Xu Qing, who was not far from him and did not even have a shred of respect for the old man, who had even intentionally wiped his hands with a handkerchief, felt even more disappointed in the Guiyuan Sect.

It's the Third Clan Elder, I hope you can wait at the side a little. Today, Chu Ling had beaten Xu Yan up for no reason, so I must give Xu Yan, everyone, and explain the rules of the Guiyuan Sect to him. Xu Qing remained expressionless as he spoke.

At this time, the Third Elder was frowning and was about to say something, but Chu Ling quickly stepped forward. He knew that although the Third Elder's strength was much stronger than Xu Qing's, Xu Qing did not fear him in the slightest.

"Xu Qing, your goal is nothing more than to chase me away from the Guiyuan Sect and obtain the Hundred Sect Order s by name. If that's the case, then I, Chu Ling, will make a favor of it, and the Hundred Sect Order will be promoted to the top of the trial as a Successor Disciple, just as you have thought.

However, I, Chu Ling, have already said this before, that I was stronger than you, and that I would be no exception in the future.

With that, Chu Ling turned and said goodbye to the Third Elder, then turned and left.

Xu Qing, on the other hand, was overjoyed. After all, Chu Ling did not even need to talk about getting first place in the trial, even if he had only become one of the ten true disciples, it would be extremely difficult.

Over the years, she had never heard of anyone becoming a direct disciple of the top ten with a cultivation below the seventh stage of the Vein Opening Stage. The current Chu Ling only had the strength of the third stage of the Vein Opening Stage, so even if his Spiritual Vein was not harmed, it would be impossible for him to reach the seventh stage of the Vein Opening Stage in less than a month.

Not to mention, if Chu Ling wanted to get first place in the Hundred Sect Order, he would have to pass his own test first.

"In a month's time, you want Ninth Level of Vein Opening Stage, Chu Ling, oh Chu Ling, your tone is really big!" Xu Qing said in a low voice.

Thank you Master for helping me. I just do not know why Sect Master and Clan Elder are looking for me. Along the way, Chu Ling was slightly behind the third elder by a step, and respectfully asked the old man in front of him.

I only know that Sect Master and the other elders are very angry, they are truly angry, but you do not need to worry, Master will definitely protect you well, but you also need to remember, if Qing Shan does not worry, if there is anything you can endure, you can endure it.

"Mn," Chu Ling nodded, and did not say much.

By the time Chu Ling arrived at the Guiyuan Palace, there weren't as many people in the Palace Hall as he had imagined. There was only a middle-aged man with the demeanor of a deity holding onto buddhist dust.

The man was Wu Hong, an elder of the current generation of Guiyuan Sect, and the person with the strongest Guiyuan Sect today.

The sect disciples had always been amiable towards him, with a slight smile on their face. However, only those who had come in contact with him would know that Wu Hong was actually a violent and easily angered person.

But what Chu Ling was most afraid of, was that Wu Hong was Xu Qing's master.

In the end, the moment Chu Ling stepped into the hall, the two of them only looked at each other for a moment. Wu Hong's originally sage-like appearance instantly collapsed, and the expression in his eyes became extremely sinister.

"Insolent Chu Ling, my Guiyuan Sect has always been good to you, I never thought that you would actually repay a debt of gratitude with enmity, and kill over a dozen disciples of my Guiyuan Sect and friendly sect.

Wu Hong had just finished speaking, and Chu Ling was stunned for a moment. But very quickly, Chu Ling reacted, the anger in his heart seemingly couldn't be suppressed at all at that moment.

What Wu Hong had said was indeed true. Three months ago, he did indeed kill more than a dozen Spotless Sect disciples, but that was only to protect the Guiyuan Sect's profound vein.

He did not expect that after his cultivation had been completely crippled and he had fought for the sect with all his might, his Guiyuan Sect had reduced him to a service disciple. It was one thing to seek his own Hundred Sect Order but today, he actually used it as an excuse to find trouble with him and even wanted to use it to kill him.

It had to be known that Spotless Sect and Guiyuan Sect were average, both within the borders of Yan Nation, and both sects had grudges against each other for generations. Over these years, the number of disciples from the two sects who died at the hands of each other was already beyond count.

Not to mention that they would be held accountable for killing them, in the past, the sect would even take it as an example and unrestrainedly advertise it. But now, Chu Ling had killed a few Spotless Sect disciples, and they actually wanted to punish him.

Before Chu Ling could say anything, the Third Elder stepped forward and spoke with justice.

"Sect Master, what do you mean by this? There is a monstrous hatred between my Guiyuan Sect and them, if you kill them and you receive punishment for it, then how many elders of my Guiyuan Sect will be able to get away with it? Then wouldn't my Guiyuan Sect's ancestors have committed a heinous crime?

I, Zhang Jinsong, am not willing to let you punish Chu Ling! "

As the Third Elder spoke, he lightly moved, and completely blocked Chu Ling behind him. His attitude was self-evident.

"Hmph, Zhang Jinsong, do you really think I can call you Third Elder? Do you really think you're Third Elder?

Your cultivation has dropped from your Dragon Transformantion Stage since three years ago, and you no longer have the qualifications to be on the same level as me, so how can you have the right to speak here. I want to discipline Chu Ling then, and what does it have to do with you.

As Wu Hong spoke, he gently waved the horsetail whisk in his hand, causing a gush of wind to appear out of nowhere and sweep towards the third clan elder like a gigantic dragon.

The Third Elder, who had originally casually blocked Chu Ling's and Xu Qing's attack, actually did not have the slightest ability to resist as he was swept away by the huge dragon.

Seeing that, Chu Ling was about to go and stop them, but just as he was about to step forward and block the Third Elder, the wind that had just swept up the Third Elder turned his head over. With just a slight contact, it swept Chu Ling up and floated him in the air.

"Chu Ling, for no reason, you killed Spotless Sect disciples and ruined my thousand year plan of Guiyuan Sect, causing heavy losses to my Guiyuan Sect. Now let me ask you, are you willing to voluntarily hand over the Hundred Sect Order to make up for my loss of Guiyuan Sect, or are you willing to be punished as a criminal slave and sent to the Abyss of Black Prison?"

Wu Hong's cold and detached voice came out from the great hall's high platform, and his eyes contained an indescribable coldness.

Even though Chu Ling hadn't went to the Abyss of Black Prison, he had long known that it was a dead zone discovered by the Guiyuan Sect. There were a few heavenly and earthly treasures among them, and even some inheritance that had long been broken off from the Tianyuan Continent.

However, as long as one entered, an incense stick of time would consume a cultivator's lifespan of 10 years. If one were to encounter even the tiniest bit of danger, there would be no return.

In these past thirty years, the disciples of the Guiyuan Sect had not been able to bring out any treasures, and instead had died in less than a hundred. How could Chu Ling even go to such a dangerous place?

At that time, Chu Ling only felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and this kind of feeling made him deeply detest it.

If I had the strongest power, why would Wu Hong dare bully me like this?" "Chu Ling roared loudly in his heart, but he did not say anything. Instead, he closed his eyes and silently resisted.

As if Wu Hong had received a provocation, the wind surrounding Chu Ling also suddenly became tighter and tighter, almost wanting to crush Chu Ling's bones to pieces.

It was at this moment that footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the hall.

"Sect Master Wu, can you give this one some face and treat Chu Ling lightly today?"

After Chu Ling heard this, he only felt the wind around his body suddenly disappear, and then he landed in the great hall in an incomparably sorry state.

"Since Young Sect Master Han has already opened his mouth to plead, I will let this disobedient disciple go today."

But just as he turned around, his mind suddenly shook, because the person leading the group of people, was none other than the Spotless Sect young Sect Master who always had a huge grudge with Guiyuan Sect.

He was also the person who crippled his own cultivation three months ago and beat up all his Spiritual Vein.

At that time, Chu Ling could not believe her eyes at all. She had thought that Wu Hong was only finding an excuse to make things difficult for her and seize the Hundred Sect Order.

However, they never expected to actually see Han Xiu in the Guiyuan Palace Hall today, and the fawning expressions on the faces of all the elders and deacons, was exactly the same as what Wu Hong had said before.

Guiyuan Sect which had already been an enemy of the Spotless Sect for more than three hundred years, seemed to have submitted at this moment.

When the Third Elder saw this scene, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. He was so angry that he couldn't even speak, all he could see was the look of guilt towards his ancestors. He never would have imagined that Wu Hong and the rest were actually doing such a thing.

At that time, Chu Ling's eyes swept past Han Xiu and he noticed a black clothed man half a step behind him.

His name was Han pu, Chu Ling's crippled leg was caused by him, at that time, Chu Ling's cultivation was already crippled, and was no longer a threat. However, he was humiliated in all kinds of ways by Han pu, if not for the Third Elder bringing people over, he would have already become a corpse.

"Heh, Chu Ling, long time no see. It's just as the rumors say, you have indeed become a cripple. Not bad, not bad, as expected, you did not disappoint me! He just said that he would save you, so don't be in such a hurry to thank him.

The reason I saved you was because I wanted to see you live like a dog. Every time I think about how the son of the number one expert in Hundred Sects Land, Chu Han, lived like a dog, my entire body would feel an indescribable sense of comfort.

Oh right, don't forget about the Hundred Sect Competition in a year's time, I will bring you along and tell everyone here, no matter how strong Chu Han is, his son is still just a dog I'm raising, haha! "

Han Xiu adjusted his sleeves, and laughed heartily, his eyes full of pride.

Chu Ling took a deep breath as he looked at Han Xiu, who completely did not place him in his eyes, and ignored him. Then, he supported the Third Elder and walked out of the great hall.

However, in his heart, he was roaring with rage: "Whether it's Xu Qing or Han Xiu, I, Chu Ling, swear, whether it is above a month's time for a true disciple to be promoted to the trial, or a year's time for the Hundred Sect Competition, I, Chu Ling, will definitely trample all of you beneath my feet to wash away the shame of today."