Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

The square was bustling with people from all walks of life, heading towards the Bell Tower Square.

Bell Tower Square is so named because of the three- to four-meter-tall building that stands majestically in its center. Its carved mahogany railings glow warmly in the sunlight, and its eaves and corners seem poised to take flight. Atop the bell tower stands a grand hall, unobstructed and wallless, allowing for ventilation on all sides. Looking up from the square, one can see the entire building in full view.

Guan Shanyu looked down at the road. Disciples from various major sects appeared frequently, including Zixiao and Tianxuan, all dressed in uniform. From a distance, Guan Shanyu could also make out a few familiar faces leading the crowds. Disciples from smaller sects were also mixed in, some walking in groups, some alone.

As the Tuiyun disciples landed, Guan Shanyu paid his bill and joined the crowd, heading towards the bell tower. It was at this moment that Guan Shanyu noticed that most of the people in the crowd were civilians, men and women, young and old, with their families, coming in an endless stream.

Guan Shanyu tilted his head in confusion for a moment. He didn't expect Li Xiuqi to make such a big fuss and invite so many people, even those who were not from the immortal sect.

It seems that he has really made up his mind to die.

But on the other side, the protagonist praised by Guan Shanyu, Palace Master Li Xiuqi, was being grabbed by the collar and roared at by Elder Yun Jichan, with nowhere to hide.

"You are so shameless! You called so many people to judge me? I already said it wasn't me! Do you have any sense of reason?"

Wang Shuyan was pinching Li Xiuqi's neck, yelling and spitting at him. Li Xiuqi was shaking dizzy and desperately grasped Wang Shuyan's wrists, desperately trying to defend himself, "I've told you several times, I only asked you to come here to discuss matters, I didn't say you were the murderer in the Wangshuiling incident. Can you calm down?"

"You're bullshitting!" Wang Shuyan shouted angrily, spitting again. "It's written in black and white on the post that I'm guilty of orchestrating the disappearance of the disciples at Wangshuiling! Look, look! I can't reach all of you with my tablet! You're clearly setting me up, and you've even brought in so many people! Just wait, you bastards!"

Li Xiuqi struggled to break free from Wang Shuyan's hand, and the two of them fell down in front of the disciples in a very ungraceful manner.

Guan Shanyu watched quietly from the square, seeing them pushing each other, and thought to himself, could a fight start so soon?

"Didn't they say there was big news from the Immortal Sect on the way here? Turns out we're going to watch the elders fight?" A voice came from beside Guan Shanyu.

He turned and saw a commoner in sackcloth next to him, a child slung across his shoulder, sucking his finger. Another passerby, looking toward the bell tower, shook his head and sighed, "Tsk, tsk, how disgraceful! But seeing elders fight is a new experience, too. What sect are these two from?"

"Yuchen Palace and... I can't recognize the other fiercer one, is he from Zixiao?" Another passerby joined the discussion.

"It seems to be from Tianxuan, right? Is it the elder surnamed Si?"

"No way, isn't it said that Elder Si has gone insane? How can he still stand here and fight?"

"It's not that he's possessed by a demon. I heard he was killed by the demons."

"Oh, is this true?"

"Who knows? Look, there are a few more people wearing elder uniforms here. Which immortal sect are they from?"

The passerby's words happened to fall into Guan Shanyu's ears.

He had been searching for Yan Ruchen on the top of the bell tower, but couldn't find him. So he kept an eye on him in the crowded square. Then, someone called out, "Another elder is coming!" Guan Shanyu looked in the direction of the voice and saw Qing Yuanzi, Yuan Chongxiao, and the others already at the top of the bell tower.

After Qing Yuanzi and the others landed, they weren't as emotional as Wang Shuyan. Seeing Wang Shuyan and Li Xiuqi fighting, they simply watched indifferently, occasionally coughing to remind them to be more presentable. However, Yue Lingwu, who arrived later, wasn't so good-tempered. He was enraged at the sight of Wang Shuyan, ignoring Qiu Shui Sword Lady's attempts to stop him. He quickly stepped forward and, with two punches, separated Wang Shuyan and Li Xiuqi.

Li Xiuqi was still in a daze, but Yue Lingwu's curse and spit hit Wang Shuyan in the face.

"Are you fucking crazy?! We've already made so many concessions to you, and haven't even settled the matter with you about Wangshuiling, yet you want us to make... that matter public? Do you want to die?! You're killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of your own, don't you know?"

Jin Yunche hurried forward and grabbed Yue Lingwu's fist that was about to strike Wang Shuyan's face. Glancing at the crowd of spectators gathering in the square, he whispered urgently, "Calm down, both of you. There are so many people in the square, and the rooftop is exposed. Everything you say and do can be seen clearly by the people below."

Before he could finish his words, a mouthful of spit splattered precisely on Jin Yunche's face. Jin Yunche wiped his face in horror, only to see that the spit had actually been splattered by Wang Shuyan. Jin Yunche was stunned for only a second before he became furious and joined the fray: "Asshole! My carefully styled hair this morning!"

"Fuck you! You're almost killing me, and you still have the mood to comb your hair? I'm going to pull your hair out and you won't be able to comb it anymore!"

While Wang Shu attacked Yue Lingwu with both hands, he also spat at Jin Yunche. Seeing that pulling out one person to start a fight only resulted in two more joining the fray, Qing Yuanzi and Qiu Shui Jian Ji hurried over to dissuade them.

Yuan Chongxiao, standing aside, his face furious yet maintaining his composure, asked Li Xiuqi, "Xiuqi, if you have something important to discuss, you could simply summon me. Why send a visiting card and gather so many people? What exactly do you want to do?"

Before Li Xiuqi could reply, Wang Shuyan had already freed himself from the scuffle with Yue Lingwu and started cursing, "Still asking! The three of you jointly wrote a letter of invitation, claiming you want a public trial for the disappearance of the Wangshuiling disciples. Bah! You're a bunch of hypocritical beasts, hypocritical and sanctimonious!"

Qing Yuanzi hurriedly defended himself, "When did we say we wanted a trial? It was you who wrote the visiting card, saying we wanted one. If you tell anyone about it, none of us will survive. We couldn't contact you with the tablet, so we went to Yunjichan to look for you, but you were already here, so we hurried over!"

Li Xiuqi was stunned when he heard this, and then slowly said, "I just summoned the senior disciples from each sect to discuss something important with you, but I didn't specify what it was."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was stunned. Those who were fighting stopped, those who were spitting stopped, and the few people on the ground were still entangled in a posture, but they looked at each other in confusion.

Li Xiuqi looked at the growing crowd below the bell tower square, seeing a mix of common people and disciples from small sects. He slapped his head suddenly and exclaimed in a low voice, "No!"

Yuan Chongxiao's eyes widened slightly, and he immediately reacted. He whispered to the elders gathered on the ground, "Everyone go to the meeting hall!"

"Wait a minute!"

Just as the elders realized the problem and were about to retreat to the meeting hall in the center of the bell tower, a loud shout suddenly came from the opposite city wall.

Not only did the elders on the bell tower hear it clearly, but the crowd watching in the square also heard it clearly. They all looked in the direction of the sound, but there was no one in sight.

Guan Shanyu felt that the voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. Just as he and the others were looking around, someone beside him shouted, "Look at the Zhaixing Tower, there's someone standing there!"

The Star-Picking Tower, standing southeast of Bell Tower Square, boasts a simple and solemn appearance, with its eaves and angled corners pointing toward the heavens. Stone steps wind upwards from the mottled city walls to a star-gazing platform paved with bluestone and surrounded by a fence. From there, visitors can admire the twinkling stars at night and the moving clouds in all directions during the day.

Guan Shanyu turned and looked in the direction the crowd was pointing. Just by watching from a distance, he recognized that the man was Wang Tianyang.

However, the onlookers didn't recognize him, looking sideways in confusion and whispering about his identity. In the bell tower, the elders, except Li Xiuqi, also didn't recognize Wang Tianyang. They just glimpsed a strange man shouting at them from afar, but didn't pay much attention. After a few glances, they continued walking towards the meeting hall.

Wang Tianyang saw their disdain and contempt, sneered from afar, and with a deep breath, he shouted again, "Don't even think about harming Palace Master Li. You've imprisoned us for so long, and he finally rescued us. Today, I will expose your true colors to the public and make sure these hypocritical elders of the immortal sect have nowhere to hide!"

Upon hearing this, the onlookers in the square turned their heads curiously towards the clock tower.

The elders looked at each other, bewildered, at Li Xiuqi. Li Xiuqi, standing aside with an embarrassed expression, shouted to Wang Tianyang on the bell tower, "I do want to seek justice for you, but we agreed to sit down and discuss this in the council hall. There's no need to be so ostentatious. Get down from that platform now! You'll die if you fall."

Wang Tianyang laughed heartily, raising his head. "Don't be afraid, Palace Master Li," he replied. "They're doing something that's against the will of heaven and earth, and we're in the right. If we go to the council hall, I'm afraid you won't be able to defeat ten people with your two fists. It's better to be frank here and let the people judge for themselves!"

The people in the square looked at each other in confusion, wondering what the two people shouting at each other meant. What "harmful to nature" and "give some justice" meant? Could it be that today's gossip was other than the immortal elders fighting each other?

Guan Shanyu, however, saw it clearly from the side.

Li Xiuqi wanted to dampen the morale of the Immortal Sect, but he also wanted to leave some wiggle room. He went to the Council Hall simply to use this as leverage for his own benefit in the future. But Wang Tianyang, the young and inexperienced man, didn't see it that way. Standing in the Zhaixing Tower, his unyielding demeanor made him look as if he was determined to fight to the bitter end for justice.

But that’s not right. How could it be arranged like this? Where is Yan Ruchen?

Guan Shanyu looked around, looking for Yan Ruchen, but he was not on the bell tower, not in the square, not at the gate, and not in the Zhaixing Tower. How could he not be there? Why wasn't he present in such a scene?

But he clearly went out early in the morning.

Guan Shanyu's right eyelid twitched rapidly, and he felt a little uneasy. But now, in addition to Guan Shanyu's right eyelid, Li Xiuqi's eyelids also did not stop twitching. He looked at Wang Tianyang, wanting to persuade him to come down, but he was afraid that speaking directly would be heard by everyone in the square and ruin his plan.

As he was hesitating, Yuan Chongxiao spoke coldly from the side: "Xiuqi, what does he mean by that?"

Wang Tianyang probably couldn't hear Yuan Chongxiao's question from such a distance, but he might have understood it from his lips. When he heard Yuan Chongxiao's question, he laughed and said, "Master Yuan, you're asking questions even though you already know the answer. Is that really that interesting?"

Everyone's attention was focused on Wang Tianyang again.

He gazed at the square, sneered at the elders on the bell tower, and then dropped a thunderbolt: "Let me tell you what I mean! These high-ranking elders of the immortal sect tolerate no opposition and set traps to capture those of us who oppose immortal cultivation. Among us, the longest imprisonment has been five years, the shortest four months. Tell me, does this align with their advocacy of freedom of speech and indifference to fame and fortune?"

The onlookers were stunned to see many people appearing behind Wang Tianyang, some in plain clothes and some in prison uniforms. Some of them stood in front of Wang Tianyang and shouted "Brother" and "Dad" in a certain direction in the crowd!

Someone in the crowd looked up to identify him, and then someone responded, "It's Xiaochuan! He's my brother!"

"Fuzi! It's Fuzi! Dad, I said Fuzi is not dead!"

...

Suddenly, more and more people came to the square to recognize their relatives. The prisoners jumped off the Star-Picking Platform and reunited with their relatives, telling them about their experiences during the days they were missing.

Wang Tianyang stood on the Star Platform, looking at the stunned elders with disdain. He placed a magic mirror on the platform and chanted a mantra. Purple smoke rose up and turned into a huge disc, floating in the center of the square.