Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Zhao Liyang was impatient. Seeing the young cultivator in front of him speaking unclearly, trembling and hesitantly, and failing to get to the point, he frowned and said impatiently: "What nonsense! If you continue to hesitate and fail to get to the point, don't blame me for being rude."

"I... I dare not lie... When Zizai Sect was disbanded, I also took away many pills from the alchemy room..." After being yelled at by Zhao Liyang, the young cultivator shuddered, buried his body even lower, and vomited everything out.

"Since the dissolution of Zizai Sect, many independent cultivators have been targeting disciples who left Zizai Sect and snatching elixirs from them. Many disciples have been killed because of this. I know that I can't protect these elixirs, and carrying them will only bring disaster, so I came to Qinghuai City. Because I know that there will be many cultivators coming and going during the trial conference, and there is Wenhe Academy here, so I want to sell elixirs here and exchange them for some spiritual treasures. But who would have thought..."

Having said this, the young cultivator finally had the courage to raise his body a little and pointed at the people kneeling beside him, "Who would have thought that even in Qinghuai City, they would dare to despise the dignity of the academy. After seeing the things, they not only went back on their words, but also snatched them. I have absolutely no intention of causing a private fight in Qinghuai City. They were the first to start it. I hope all the immortals will understand..."

Around him, there were several other older cultivators kneeling. They originally wanted to make some explanations, but after looking around at the various immortal sects around them, they could only kowtow and beg for mercy.

"We know we were wrong, and we won't do it again."

After hearing this rebuttal, the three people on the stairs looked at each other with complicated expressions.

"Seize the elixir?" Wei Tian whispered, as if thinking about something. He then looked at the monks who were seizing the elixir and asked slowly, "How did you guys know about the disbandment of Zizai Sect?"

Wei Tianqing's questions were much softer than Zhao Liyang's, and his gaze was not as sharp as those of the others.

Several people kneeling on the ground hunched over and looked at each other. Then one of them bravely replied, "We also heard from other cultivators that the leader of Zizai Sect caused a disaster. Knowing that he was in great danger, he fled with the treasures of the sect. The leaderless Zizai Sect was in turmoil, and the disciples fought to snatch the elixir left by Wen Bumian and fled in all directions..."

Perhaps because someone started it, the other person next to him also had the courage to respond, and even wanted to explain a little.

"We dare not disrespect the dignity of the academy, but this kid saw that we were interested in buying his medicine, so he raised the price. It's really hateful. We just want to teach him a lesson, not to hurt anyone's life..."

The other person also nodded his head, "Yes, yes, now the independent cultivators in the entire cultivation world regard the elixirs of Zizai Sect as ownerless treasures, and there are even people who kill people to steal the treasures. We just want to teach him a lesson, not to kill people..."

Several people kneeling together began to explain, hoping to be forgiven.

Several people in the center of the square were chattering, and the people watching the excitement below were also looking at them with disdain, as they could actually say the word "robbery" so guiltlessly.

"Although you didn't intend to kill anyone, looting property is a disturbance. Since you are causing trouble in Qinghuai City, you can only listen to the disposal of the academy." Wei Tianqing was quite polite after asking the question. When everyone was unwilling to respond to their plea for mercy, he gave them an answer.

The gentle tone and friendly face actually gave these people the illusion that they would be fine.

Several people were stunned for a moment, and even stopped begging for mercy.

Pei Xuanzhi walked up to the top of the stairs and glanced at Su Ming below.

Su Ming stood up and said loudly: "Take them away. Anyone who uses magic to rob and injure people in Qinghuai City will have his cultivation abolished and be expelled from Qinghuai City. As for this young cultivator, detain him first and then interrogate him in detail."

After he finished speaking, the few people who heard that their cultivation was going to be abolished finally reacted and began to beg.

Unfortunately, Su Ming just waved his sleeves to silence the voices of several people, and no sound came out of their open mouths.

Several disciples from the academy came up and took them away directly.

The people in the center of the field were cleared away, and Zhao Liyang above suddenly sneered.

"It seems that the Zizai Sect is nothing special. We thought that Wen Bumian was some powerful person who dared to go against the entire immortal path? It turns out that he is just a coward."

As Zhao Liyang spoke, his eyes turned towards Sanyuan Sect, as if mocking them for thinking that such a person could threaten the Immortal Path.

The elders from various factions who knew the situation understood the implication of Zhao Liyang's words and followed his gaze towards Cang Shuzi.

The disciples of Sanyuan Sect who noticed the gazes of various sects were all puzzled.

Because they found that, except for themselves, everyone else in the sect seemed relieved.

"It seems that we have been worrying too much. Wen Bumian is actually not something to be feared?" Someone in the crowd stood up and spoke.

"A mere alchemy cultivator, isn't that something to be feared?" Zhao Liyang sneered, his tone contemptuous, and he was more certain of his own thoughts. "Since the founding of the Ziyang True Sect, we have eliminated countless demons, but this is the first one who gave in before even fighting. Our sect never thought that the person that the Sanyuan Sect is so afraid of would be such a person."

Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? When he thought about what he had just said about sending out the sect disciples to deal with this kind of people, he immediately felt that he had lowered the vision of Ziyang Zhenzong, and even despised Sanyuanzong.

After hearing what Ziyang Zhenzong said, some people in the crowd immediately followed suit, "Perhaps the Sanyuan Sect has lived in Luoyang Mountain for a long time and is not familiar with the outside world, so they are particularly wary of demons when they see them."

Upon hearing this, Bai Wangshu was immediately furious. These words were clearly mocking the Sanyuan Sect for being naive and making a fuss and worrying too much just because they met a rat after coming down the mountain.

What they didn't expect was that many people actually nodded in agreement.

Bai Wangshu stepped out and made a few rebuttals, but Cang Shuzi then held her back.

But no one pulled Meng Ziyuan behind him, and he couldn't stand others mocking Sanyuan Sect, so he opened the microphone directly: "What do you mean by this? We are also thinking about the immortal way. We should be prepared for danger in times of peace and take precautions. In your mouth, does it become a fuss?"

"You have no right to interrupt your elders when they are talking! Is this how the Sanyuan Sect disciplines its disciples?" The man who was refuted suddenly had a dark face and brought out his status to speak.

"Ziyuan." Cang Shuzi's voice stopped him, "Don't be rude."

Seeing everyone's reactions, Cang Shuzi slowly let out a breath.

But despite facing such ridicule, he remained calm, as if he had experienced such scenes many times.

Meng Ziyuan behind him looked at Cang Shuzi in front of him, extremely puzzled. Even Mo Shaoyu and Mo Shaoyang felt a sense of aggrieved.