A life of leisure is worse than a life of flowers and splendour

The headmaster's face was peeled off and rubbed on the ground. The face of the middle-aged man, who looked much older than Master Xuancheng, turned red.

He was so choked up that he just wanted to find a hole to crawl into, but reality wouldn't allow it. True Lord Xuancheng might still consider the sect's reputation, but True Lord Shangshan would truly disregard it. This was also why, since both of her disciples had furnace-cauldron constitutions, he had never considered even a little bit of it.

He glanced at the people from the Hehuan Sect and knew that today's matter would definitely not succeed. "Two True Lords, please put this matter on hold for now. You can go back first. I will contact your Qingyang True Lord."

These two people are really something. It's just a small golden elixir. They could just go up and take it directly, but they still made such a mistake. It also caused him to lose both his dignity and face. After losing such a big man, he is not in a good mood now.

If this thing didn't work out, it would be difficult to find another opportunity in the future. Facing the wrath of Junior Brother Xuancheng and finding a way to make him compromise would be even more difficult.

The people from the Hehuan Sect retreated, and several sects that were watching the fun also consciously moved a distance away.

True Lord Xuancheng stood firmly where he was, showing no intention of leaving with his disciple. His expression was so gloomy it looked as if water could drip from it. He stared intently at the Sect Leader with his fierce eyes and coldly demanded, "Senior Sect Leader, don't you need to give me and my disciple a proper explanation for what happened today?"

Upon hearing this, the Sect Master's expression changed slightly, and he said softly, "Junior Brother, this is not the place to talk. Let's return to the Sect and discuss this matter in detail."

However, True Lord Xuancheng snorted coldly and retorted mercilessly, "Haha, go back? Is there still room for us, master and disciple, in this sect?" He then stomped his foot fiercely on the ground. A loud boom was heard, and the earth shook violently. Then, from the point where he stomped his foot, a huge crack spread forward like lightning, rushing straight towards the Sect Leader.

The Sect Master clearly hadn't expected Junior Brother Xuancheng to openly fight him in front of so many other disciples, and for a moment he was caught off guard. He frantically deployed his skills, frantically dodging left and right, barely avoiding the fierce blow.

"Junior Brother, please don't be impulsive! Calm down and listen to me. After we return, I'll give you all a satisfactory explanation." He spoke sincerely, his gaze firm yet filled with resignation. In reality, everything he did was out of a sincere heart for the sect. He felt his actions were completely without regret. As long as he returned to the sect and found a suitable opportunity to explain things to his fellow disciples, they would surely understand and appreciate his difficulties and intentions.

However, at this moment, Master Xuancheng's eyes were wide open as he roared indignantly, "Hmph, it's because I've always been too self-restrained and tolerant that the Sect Master actually treated me like a soft persimmon to be squeezed and squeezed at will! If the Sect Master can't give you a reasonable explanation, then we, the master and the disciples, will never set foot in the sect again! Sect Master, you better think carefully about the consequences!"

Hearing this, the headmaster felt bitter in his heart, but hurriedly persuaded: "Junior brother, things are not that serious. I did this all for the sake of our sect, without any selfish thoughts. If I had even the slightest selfishness, may God send down thunder to smash me to pieces, and let me never be reborn after death!" After that, he raised his right hand and solemnly swore.

"Hmph, how ridiculous! Sacrificing others so easily for the so-called benefit of the sect? Master, your methods of exploiting others are truly adept and disgusting! If you believe your actions are so righteous, why bother trapping me? You actually tried to use this opportunity to betray my disciple! Zhao, today I will make you pay a heavy price!" Before he finished speaking, he could no longer suppress the raging rage within him. Regardless of his current location or whether it was appropriate to attack, he rushed forward and grabbed the Master's collar tightly. Then, he launched a torrential downpour of blows, each one filled with endless anger and resentment, landing firmly on the Master.

At that moment, as if in sync, the two men simultaneously chose not to utilize even a trace of spiritual power, instead relying solely on the pure strength of their bodies to engage in hand-to-hand combat. They exchanged blows, fists and kicks, each strike a solid, relentless collision, devoid of any gimmickry or technique.

Time slipped quietly through the fierce battle, and soon the usually imposing and handsome headmaster was reduced to a horrible state. His once smooth, fair face was now covered in bruises and purple scars, a crisscross pattern that gave his features the appearance of a scribbled canvas. Furthermore, the repeated blows had distorted his features. His once upright nose tilted sideways, his once bright eyes swelled to a mere slit, and his lips swelled high, like two overcooked sausages dangling from his face. It was hard to believe this was the once dashing, handsome headmaster.

The two elders nearby offered a token blockade before moving away, considerately casting a barrier around the two men. The Sect Leader getting beaten was a scene best avoided by others, not even by his own disciples. It would negatively impact the Sect Leader's image, which was already tarnished by what had happened today. The two men regretted this, though they had been reluctant to do it. However, the Sect Leader prioritized the interests of the clan, and the two men, who followed his lead, naturally had no choice but to charge forward.

Now they really want to find a place to hide. I hope Master Xuancheng will not remember them and grab them and beat them up.

The sounds of fighting continued to emanate from within the barrier. The Sect Master was being beaten back, but he still stammered, "Junior Brother, listen to my explanation! This is truly for the future of the sect!"

However, Master Xuancheng refused to listen, his anger growing stronger and stronger. Finally, he kicked Sect Leader Zhao to the ground, gasping for breath and saying, "For the sect? Ask yourself, are you doing this for the sect, or for your own selfish desires?"

The Sect Leader fell to the ground, unable to refute for a moment. He knew that this incident had made Master Xuancheng completely disappointed in him. At this time, two elders hurried over and helped Sect Leader Zhao up.

"Master, calm down. It is indeed the Master's fault for not considering this matter carefully, and we are also responsible. I hope Master will consider our fellow disciples' friendship and not be too angry." One of the elders said.

True Lord Xuancheng glanced at them and snorted coldly, "Brotherhood? If you truly cared about it, you wouldn't have followed him into such a tactic!" He was furious, but he had no authority to punish the Sect Leader, much less kill anyone here. Having vented his anger, he waited to see how the sect would react. He also sent a copy of the entire story to the sect's Law Enforcement Hall.

After saying this, True Lord Xuancheng turned and left, leaving behind the bewildered headmaster and two elders. They exchanged glances, their hearts filled with regret and helplessness.

"Disciple, what do you think? Do you want to return to the sect or travel outside? No matter where you go, Master will be by your side until you form your infant, so that no one can take advantage of you!"

Wushuang glanced at the Sect Master. She didn't want to go back. To be honest, she wanted to escape the moment she realized what was happening. Although she had her master to protect her now, that was the entire sect. She didn't dare to gamble on whether her master could resist or be forced to compromise.

Before Wushuang could think of what to say, a powerful aura approached at a rapid speed.

"Mo Yu, get out here!" The roar was heard before the person arrived.

Embarrassing, getting beaten, even the head of the sect, Mo Yu, hadn't looked so grim at this moment. "Grand Elder Taiqing, why are you here?"

"You still have the nerve to ask? You almost killed me, you idiot! What happened to the child? Where is he?" Taiqing Supreme Elder asked anxiously with a face full of anger. If something really happened to the child, he would be angered to death, let alone advancing. Even if he was not angered to death, he would have to risk his life to rescue the person as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, Grand Elder. The person is here, here, here." The two elders quickly responded, fearing that the Grand Elder would get anxious and kill the headmaster.

"Hey, I'm glad he's okay. You were frightened, kid. Don't worry from now on. If anyone in the sect dares to take advantage of you, just come to the back mountain and complain. We, the old guys, are still here and will never let the sect do such a thing!" The tone of the Taiqing Supreme Elder softened several degrees when he spoke to Wushuang, with a kind and gentle smile on his face. Then he turned around and said to the sect leader with a face full of anger, "You harmed a genius of the sect and you still don't know you were wrong. Now you have done such a wrong thing again. You are not worthy of being the sect leader. When you go back, hand over the position of the sect leader and go to the Cliff of Repentance to face the wall. Come out when you have figured it out!"

Wushuang glanced at his master and saw that he was looking at the Grand Elder with respect and conviction. Wushuang said directly, "Master, let's return to Xiaoyao Peak." If it was safe to go back, then of course it would be safer and more comfortable in Xiaoyao Peak. If he left, his physical condition would be exposed, and others would inevitably covet him, and he would face danger at any time. In comparison, he would definitely prefer to return to the sect.

With the promise of the Supreme Elder, everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief.

As the group was about to board the spaceship, the Grand Elder Taiqing grabbed Sect Leader Mo Yu and flew up, "Wait, Mo Yu, don't go back yet. Come with me to the Hehuan Sect to return the things and explain everything clearly. If he dares to covet our disciples again, I'll chop off his claws!"

After Grand Elder Taiqing left with Sect Leader Mo Yu, Wushuang boarded the spaceship with her master, senior brothers, and second uncle. Wushuang recalled everything that had just happened, still feeling a bit uneasy. She was grateful for the Grand Elder's help and had gained a certain level of trust in the sect. At least the sect's leadership wasn't solely controlled by the Sect Leader, and the person who had the final say wasn't a fool.