Why aren't you guys complaining now that I'm here?

"Damn old man?!" He Tongchen's handsome face turned slightly ferocious.

People who practice Taoism are proficient in the art of maintaining their youth. Except for those with special hobbies, even if they are a thousand years old, their real age cannot be seen.

He is only over two hundred years old and still in his youth, how can he be considered an old man!

"Senior Brother Tongchen..." Bai Qiqi gently tugged at his sleeve and shook her head with tears in her eyes.

"Brother Tongchen, don't be angry. Junior Sister Jingyi definitely didn't mean to say that to you. It's all my fault for being poisoned and making Junior Sister angry, so she spoke without thinking..."

"Qiqi, you don't have to plead for her!"

He Tongchen helped her up with a look of pity, turned his gaze to Lin Hao, and said sarcastically: "Jingyi, I'll ask you one last time, are you going to apologize or not?"

"If you apologize, I can still consider becoming your Taoist partner. If you don't apologize, don't bother looking for me again. I'm not as noble as you, and I can't reach out to you, a great Buddha."

He held his chin high, certain that Jingyi loved him deeply and did not dare to confront him, so he could only apologize in a dejected manner.

Faced with his arrogant attitude, Lin Hao had only one word in mind: "Go to hell."

[Host, these are clearly four words.]

"Don't interrupt."

【okay. 】

With a thought, the Qingshuang Sword flew out of its sheath. The sword followed the will of its owner. Lin Ha's eyes slanted, and the Qingshuang Sword attacked He Tongchen like a hot knife through butter.

He Tongchen's face changed and he pulled Bai Qiqi away in embarrassment.

"Jing Yi, how dare you attack me! Even if you are unfaithful and no longer love me, I am still your fourth senior brother and the direct disciple of the Wuji Sword Sect's headmaster!"

"If I'm hurt in the slightest, you'll be cursed by the whole world!"

"You're so noisy." Lin Hao rubbed his ears, "Qingshuang."

The Qingshuang Sword sensed the powerful fighting spirit coming from its master, and circled around He Tongchen with a fierce look, as if observing where to strike first, no, where to strike with the sword.

He Tongchen swallowed his saliva, and his hands hidden in the sleeves of his wide robe trembled uncontrollably.

The Qingshuang Sword is an ancient divine sword. Its previous owner was the legendary god of war who ascended to heaven from the battlefield.

After the God of War ascended to heaven, the Qingshuang Sword sealed itself, and for a thousand years, countless people tried their best but were unable to get close to it.

Only Jing Yi, who was exceptionally gifted, was favored by the Qingshuang Sword and formed a bond with it at the age of ten.

If injured by the Qingshuang Sword, the life span will be shortened at the very least, and the soul will be damaged at the worst.

He Tongchen wanted to retreat, so he formed a defensive formation with his hands and attacked Lin Hao, hoping to take the opportunity to escape.

Lin Hao was faster than him. He tapped his toes lightly, grasped the Qingshuang Sword and flew towards him to stab him.

After a few swishes, He Tongchen felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and then heard a very faint crackling sound coming from inside his body.

"No, no, my golden elixir!"

He Tongchen was so shocked that he spurted out a stream of blood.

Seeing Jing Yi being so cruel to the person she loved, Bai Qiqi's pupils shrank and she turned around and tried to escape.

Lin Hao didn't move at all, only a tiny arc of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his lips.

The blue frost on his wrist flipped over and he threw it backhanded.

With a "clang", she was stabbed in the abdomen by Qingshuang and nailed to the wall, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

Lin Hao walked over, pulled out Qingshuang, and extracted the spiritual roots from the two men in a few seconds.

The pain of having their spiritual roots pulled out of their bodies was no less than having their bones and marrow pulled out. The two of them crawled on the ground, wailing and screaming, in excruciating pain.

He Tongchen was breathing heavily, and before he lost consciousness, he silently crushed the talisman for help.

"Useless thing, you can't even bear this little pain."

Lin Hao put the storage items dropped from the two people into his bag with disgust, and called the children in the yard.

"Throw them both down the mountain."

The little boy pushed the door open and was startled when he saw the two people who looked like blood gourds. Just as he was about to ask, two figures came in.

"Jingyi, what happened—Tongchen!? Jingyi, why is your fourth senior brother injured like this?"

Sect Leader Jing rushed over after receiving He Tongchen's call for help. Seeing him lying on the ground covered in blood, he was shocked and stepped forward to cast a spell to protect his heart.

"Oh, I did it." Lin Hao put away the Qingshuang Sword and said lightly.

"You? You used to be closest to your fourth senior brother, why did he suddenly become like this? What did he do wrong?"

Sect Leader Jing looked surprised and glanced at He Tongchen unhappily.

Lin Hao was not the type to keep her grievances to herself, so when he asked, she started complaining.

"Hmph, it's more than just a mistake. He treated me like a fool and took advantage of my affection for him. He accepted my gifts while being intimate with the outer disciple Bai Qiqi."

"I treated him as my Taoist partner and helped him to form his elixir, but he went out to train under the pretext of unstable realm, and took the outer disciple Bai Qiqi with him to search for the Piling Fruit."

"That's not all. They even stole the Mist Mountain White Lotus, my mother's birthday gift, while I was away. I just questioned them, and they ordered me to apologize to Bai Qiqi, or else they would betray me."

"I was upset, so I took it out on them."

"How dare he do this to you?!"

Hearing that He Tongchen dared to treat his precious daughter like this, Sect Leader Jing was furious and struck him with a palm, sending him flying.

The elders from the Punishment Hall who came with him hurried forward to stop them.

"Master, wait a minute. Junior Brother Tongchen is also a Jindan cultivator after all. Why should we do this to one of our family members? If we really beat him up, wouldn't we make a fool of ourselves in front of others?"

Lin Hao chuckled twice, took out the spiritual root he had just pulled out and threw it on the ground.

"That's really unfortunate. Uncle-master arrived too late. I've already extracted their spiritual roots and shattered their golden cores. They'll be useless from now on."

The elder of the Punishment Hall's eyebrows twitched. He wanted to reprimand her for her misbehavior, but was afraid of angering Sect Leader Jing, so he held back his anger and his face turned red.

Sect Leader Jing snorted.

"Jing Yi is right. These scoundrels dare not to be disciples of the Wuji Sword Sect. Since they threaten Jing Yi with betraying the sect, I will oblige them."

"Spread the word. From today onwards, He Tongchen and Bai Qiqi will be expelled from the sect. Anyone who dares to take them in will be opposing our Wuji Sword Sect!"

Bai Qiqi was pretending to faint, but when she heard this, she was so angry that she couldn't breathe and actually fainted.

Several disciples rushed in from outside, carried the two out and threw them at the foot of the mountain gate.

In the middle of the night, He Tongchen woke up from his coma. His whole body was in so much pain that it was almost numb, especially his dantian, where the broken wound was bleeding profusely.

He gasped weakly for a few breaths, and tried to sit up with his hands, but suddenly found that the touch on his hands was wrong.

With the help of the night light hanging high in the sky, he held his breath and raised his hand.

An old, wrinkled hand came into view.

"My, my hand!"

A cultivator who loses his golden elixir will grow old and decay until he dies in a very short period of time.

He Tongchen had never felt so terrible before.

Fear surged in his heart, and he couldn't help but howl in pain.

The suppressed crying sound on the side stopped.

He Tongchen turned his head tremblingly and saw a woman in her forties slumped not far from him. Her face looked vaguely familiar.

"......lush?"

His pupils widened suddenly and he cried out in disbelief.

Bai Qiqi paused and quickly turned her back.

"Qiqi!? You actually lied to me! Didn't you say you were 28? Why do you look so old?!"