After changing to the ruthless way, the whole sect cried and begged for forgiveness

Hearing Ruomu say this, Lan Zhuochi silently lit a few candles for Ye Wenjie in his heart.

It seems that his sister never thought of everything he did before as a relationship between a man and a woman.

This made him feel much more at ease!

But looking at Ruomu's indifferent expression, Lan Zhuochi felt a little helpless.

When will his sister finally see things more clearly?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to endure so much hardship!

But it’s okay, if my sister really reacts.

By then, he might not be able to occupy the first position!

"Sister, you're right. I thought it was weird before!"

"Although Senior Brother Ye is known for his good temper, he pays too much attention to me."

"So this is the reason. He really is a good brother!"

Lan Zhuochi led Ruomu here again.

Now, in Ruomu's heart, Ye Wenjue has completely been regarded as her brother.

"Chi'er, then you should stop getting angry with Senior Brother Ye in the future!"

Although Ruomu is a little slow in emotional matters, she can see other things clearly.

It's not that she didn't notice Lan Zhuochi's secret little actions in private, but she just never found a chance to remind him.

"Don't worry! Sister, how could I possibly have a problem with your brother?"

"I'll find a time later to apologize to Senior Brother Ye!"

Lan Zhuochi behaved very well and obediently.

Seeing him like this, Ruomu nodded and didn't ask for anything else.

The two of them went all the way to Xiangshan.

But they were not the first to arrive, as many fellow Taoists who were attending the event had already arrived.

I just didn't expect to meet another acquaintance here.

"Little Daoist Fellow Ruomu, what a coincidence!"

"Earlier at the Sword Discussion Conference, I mentioned looking for an opportunity to spar with my young Taoist friend. I didn't expect it to happen so soon."

Tu Sumie was still wearing a black robe, but it was embroidered with some gold threads, making him look even more cold and heartless.

Those narrow and long phoenix eyes were like a disgusting poisonous snake, staring at Ruomu.

How strange!

Although he has a pair of affectionate eyes, they only give people a deadly feeling of oppression.

"What a coincidence! I'm also looking forward to sparring with Senior Brother Tu Su!"

Ruomu remained calm and unaffected at all.

If it were a disciple with weaker cultivation, he would have been frightened by the pressure from Tu Sumie by now.

But the calmer and more composed Ruomu was, the more Tu Sumie wanted to destroy her.

As the top genius in the world of immortal cultivation, Ruomu is helpless and has no background, making him the easiest to target.

And the martial arts he practiced required just such a person to provide him with powerful true energy.

This is also the reason why he set his sights on Ruomu!

"Wait a minute...Tu Sumie, this is the Qianji Pavilion's grand event, why are you, a disciple of the Seven Evil Sword Sect, getting involved?"

"Besides, even if you were a participating disciple, you don't seem to meet the requirements, right? Aren't you just bullying the weak?"

Lan Zhuochi immediately stood up and raised his own questions.

No matter what, Tu Sumie is only slightly worse than Ye Wenjue.

If this were in the other eight major sects, the strength would be comparable to that of the elders and leaders of the other sects.

If he is allowed to attend the event, then there is no point for the other disciples to compete. It would be better for them to surrender directly.

Besides, he has already reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and has a famous weapon in his hand.

Who can beat him!

Of course, these are not what Lan Zhuochi cares about.

What he cared about most was Ruomu's safety.

It was obvious that Tu Sumie had bad intentions, and he was still worried even with so many people watching.

"He is indeed qualified!"

Ye Wen Jue walked over from behind with a helpless look on his face.

Lan Zhuochi was very surprised to hear what he said.

But now that he has said so, there is nothing we can do.

Tu Sumie had a very presumptuous smile on his face, and his eyes met Ye Wenjue's with a somewhat provocative tone.

"Last time, Senior Brother Ye single-handedly defeated all the disciples of our Seven Evil Sword Sect."

"I still remember this incident! It's a pity that I wasn't in the sect at the time, so I couldn't fight with Senior Brother Ye."

"But it doesn't matter. I am satisfied to be able to spar with fellow Daoist Xiaomu this time."

"Little Taoist friend, see you the day after tomorrow!"

After Tu Sumie finished speaking, he turned around and left.

His departure made everyone around him breathe a sigh of relief.

He has a very strong aura, and even just standing there makes people feel inexplicably pressured.

This is also because of their Seven Evil Sword Sect’s unique skills.

"Brother Ye, what's going on?"

Ruomu turned and asked Ye Wenjue.

Now that we already know that he is Aunt Wang's son, there is naturally no need to call him senior brother as before.

Hearing Ruomu ask this, Ye Wenjue felt a rare sense of guilt.

"It's my fault, actually."

"Every year, our four sects send disciples to each other for exchange and learning."

"It just so happened that I came out of seclusion a few years ago and was looking for someone to test my skills against, so I went to the Seven Evil Sword Sect and accidentally got ahead of myself."

Ye Wenjue lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed to face people.

He was indeed too excited at that time and forgot to save some face for the people of the Seven Evil Sword Sect.

He defeated all the disciples of the other sect by himself.

We are all from the top four sects, isn't this just a slap in their face?

It just so happened that Tu Sumie was not there at that time, otherwise the Seven Evils Sword Sect would not have lost so badly.

Afterwards, although the Seven Evil Sword Sect didn't say anything, it was obvious that they took the matter to heart.

This time, Tu Sumie came here specifically to take revenge on them!

Therefore, people of Tu Sumie's level can also participate in the event, which is the compensation given by their Qianji Pavilion.

Ye Wenjue looked at Ruomu with a guilty look on his face.

"I'm sorry! Xiaomu, that Tu Sumie was coming for me. I'm the one who got you involved."

"Don't worry! I'll be watching your every move from down there!"

"If anything goes wrong, even if it's against the rules, I will come to save you."

In the eyes of these people, although Ruomu is powerful, how could he be a match for Tu Sumie?

It’s not that their innate magical weapons are not comparable, it’s just that their cultivation levels are much lower.

In their opinion, Ruomu was at most at the Golden Core stage, and he hadn't practiced for so many years.

There is a big time gap, and both of them have top-notch talents.

It is already obvious who is strong and who is weak!

"So that's how it is! I understand. Don't worry, Brother Ye, I will do my best!"

Ruomu could still laugh at this time.

She was weird to begin with.

Why is Tu Sumie more hostile towards her this time?

Could it be that he knew that he was carrying Shangguan Mo's soul and came to seek revenge on him?

Now it seems that this is not the reason.

"Brother Ye, you're going too far!"

"Such a big thing, why didn't you tell us in advance?"

"If I had known that Tu Sumie would come, I would never have let my sister attend!"

"You know he has ulterior motives towards my sister!"

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