Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Jiang Tingwan on the high platform nodded with satisfaction, looking quite pleased that his son had grown up.

Then he glanced at Mu Qingge beside him, and said to himself with a touch of self-importance: My dear daughter, you saw it, Mu Yun finally had such a high-spirited moment! You should look at him more often, and this will be like saving my life.

"Congratulations, Third Junior Sister. Mu Yun has finally been enlightened by Junior Sister and now has the strength to reach the Transformation Realm." Xing Mingzi's congratulations interrupted Jiang Tingwan's inner prayers.

Jiang Tingwan turned around and replied modestly but proudly: "This is also because my disciple is gifted. He can understand things at once. This is his own good fortune."

"Uncle Master is too modest. He is able to focus on principles that ordinary people do not. He can see the big picture from the small and go from the subtle to the macro. This is something we cannot achieve even after years of practice. If it were not for Uncle Master's guidance and enlightenment that day, I am afraid that Junior Brother Mu and I would not be able to break through the bottleneck in such a short time."

Lin Shuyu on the side also joined in the compliments. In his heart, Jiang Tingwan had now become a beacon of salvation. If he hadn't gotten her guidance, he would still be stuck in the high and low grades of the secret technique, unable to face the fact that there is no distinction between high and low among all things in this world.

Jiang Tingwan felt guilty for a moment after being suddenly praised, and could only force out an awkward smile and nod repeatedly.

Mu Yunzhong on the competition stage also walked in front of him, "Master! Disciple wins!"

His smile was confident and bright, and everyone was slightly surprised to see this. It seemed that the master and disciple were a little different.

The defeated Meng Ziyuan just happened to walk up, and when he saw Gu Qingman's expression, he didn't even dare to raise his head.

"Congratulations, Junior Sister. The grass bag that has been watered for more than ten years has finally bloomed. But from my attitude over the years, I really thought you had never thought about training this apprentice of yours?"

Gu Qingman looked at Jiang Tingwan and his disciple in a sarcastic tone. She really couldn't figure out when Jiang Tingwan let go of his worries and went to teach Mu Xingzhi's son?

Hearing this, everyone looked back and forth at the relevant people. In the entire sect, only Gu Qingman dared to speak to Jiang Tingwan like this. Meng Ziyuan behind him showed respect for his master, like a puppy protected by its master, feeling warm in his heart, and adding a bit of loyalty to Gu Qingman.

Jiang Tingwan heard the provocation in Gu Qingman's words, and he had no intention of arguing with her. After all, he was the author of this book. In addition to the hero and heroine who were his good sons and daughters, these minor supporting characters were also his biological children. He couldn't always compete with them.

In addition, her three apprentices had just been robbed two days ago, and today Mu Yun finally lost to them again. She should endure it for a while and keep calm, then take a step back and the sky will be clear.

So, Jiang Tingwan walked towards Gu Qingman, took her shoulder and patted her, "Thank you for your congratulations, Junior Sister, but I am just shy by nature and don't like to show off. I don't have many opportunities to show myself, which is why people misunderstand me. Although I can't compare to your favorite disciples, I am definitely not a fool."

As soon as Jiang Tingwan finished speaking, Gu Qingman broke away from her hand in disgust. Is there something wrong with her? Just talk, why use violence? She was never like this before.

When he thought about what she said again, he felt that it was a hidden provocation and a show-off. He was about to fight back immediately, but just as he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly noticed several sword energies approaching rapidly from the air, and he quickly turned around.

The people around him had the same reaction. Suddenly, several streams of spiritual energy appeared in the air and came towards them at the same time.

The red light flying in the front suddenly fell, and a man covered in blood landed on the platform below. The people surrounding the competition stage reacted quickly and lined up to wait.

Then several sword beams fell to the ground and transformed into dozens of men in uniform, who looked at everything in front of them with vigilance.

Cang Shuzi flew up first and landed in front of everyone, followed closely by Xing Mingzi and Gu Qingman.

Only Jiang Tingwan walked down the stairs step by step.

"Are you from Zizaimen?"

Cang Shuzi seemed to recognize the clothes of the visitors and identify their origins.

After seeing the situation clearly, the leader realized that he had intruded into someone else's territory and apologized quickly, "I am Ye Guan, one of the guardians of Zizai Sect. I was tracking down a criminal in the sect and accidentally stepped into the territory of Sanyuan Sect. Please forgive me, Sect Master."

The visitor seemed to be an knowledgeable person. He recognized that this place was the territory of Sanyuan Sect and responded in a tone of being in charge.

"Since you know that you have trespassed into the territory of Sanyuan Sect, why don't you leave immediately!" Gu Qingman shouted and drove him away.

"Yes, let's leave now."

After saying that, Ye Guan signaled the people around him to go and lead the man lying on the ground away.

The man was covered in wounds and had no strength to speak. He just raised his head with difficulty and looked at Cang Shuzi and others for help.

The messy hair revealed a young and familiar face. Cang Shuzi's expression changed slightly, and he immediately stopped him and said, "Wait! Who is this person?"

Ye Guan's expression froze for a moment, but he still responded politely: "Of course he is a criminal from the Zizai Sect. Please, Master, please be lenient and let us take him away!"

The man was held up by two Zizai Sect disciples and was about to be dragged away. He was powerless to struggle and could only use all his strength to beg for help from Cang Shuzi and others: "Save me!"

Jiang Tingwan, who had just approached, only heard the three words "Zizai Sect" and immediately became interested. She wanted to see what kind of people were in this suddenly rising sect.

But as soon as he walked up to Cang Shuzi, he saw that he had a conflicted look on his face, and finally said solemnly: "But in my opinion, he is clearly your sect leader!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. The Zizai Sect was actually chasing their leader?

What is this shocking secret?

The expressions of the disciples of Zizai Sect also changed. The leader Ye Guan immediately said, "This is a private matter among our sect. Please don't ask too many questions, Sect Master Cang."

Xing Mingzi, who was standing by, also said after seeing the situation clearly: "Although Zizai Sect is not a famous and upright sect, it has never done anything that harms the world. When we heard that the Sect Master had fled here and landed in our Sanyuan Sect, he must have wanted to seek our protection. If we really let you take him away, I'm afraid it would put Sanyuan Sect in an unjust position."

The leader, Ye Guan, also hurriedly said, "Everyone, please rest assured. No one else will know about what happened today. Second Elder, don't worry."

However, as soon as Ye Guan said this, Cang Shuzi snorted coldly. This was simply an invitation for the Sanyuan Sect to "go along with the crowd"!

"Protector Ye, we really shouldn't interfere in your sect's internal affairs, but since Sect Master Wen has come to our Sanyuan Sect, Sanyuan Sect cannot stand by and watch him die. Whatever grudges you have, you have to wait until Sect Master Wen recovers and leaves our Luoyang Mountain before you can settle them."

Hearing Cang Shuzi's words, Ye Guan, who was originally polite, immediately changed his face and threatened: "Master Cang, do you mean to keep the criminals of my Zizai Sect?"

"You can understand it this way!"

Cang Shuzi looked serious and had already decided to save Wen Bumian.

As soon as these words were spoken, the disciples behind him were also on high alert. As long as Zizai Sect made the slightest move, they would go all out.

The two disciples who were holding Wen Bumian could only look to Ye Guan behind them for help due to Cang Shuzi's power.

Ye Guan, the leader, also nodded after seeing the situation clearly. The two of them could only let go of Wen Bumian and retreat behind Ye Guan.

"Master Cang is kind and righteous, and we admire him. But please remember what you just said. After he recovers, Sanyuan Sect should not interfere in our private affairs anymore."

After he finished speaking, Ye Guan bowed politely to Cang Shuzi, then waved his hand behind him, led everyone in the sect to fly away on swords, and disappeared into the air at the same time.

After everyone left, Meng Ziyuan was the first to approach the man on the ground and helped him up. After confirming that he was safe, Wen Bumian thanked Cang Shuzi and then fainted completely.