“You can’t take people away” Luke Dong walked slowly towards Jiang Zheng from a distance, stood in mid-air with his hands behind his back, and shook his head slightly. Jiang Zheng was confused for a moment and looked up, thinking he had heard it wrong! This old guy probably wanted him dead. He just thought that the other party was here to take advantage of his misfortune, or at least to watch the show. But now, the other party is actually on his side? Ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous! For a moment, Jiang Zheng thought he was dreaming and couldn't figure it out. But no matter what, the current situation has indeed eased, and he silently put away the Taoist treasure fragments in his hand. "Luke Dong!" Liu Wenhua was immediately furious, pointing at Luke Dong's nose and shouting: "Just take care of your own Contribution Hall. If this boy harms his fellow disciples, I will take care of him. Hand him over!"
"Humph!" Luke Dong snorted disdainfully, "Do you think this Lingxi Sect belongs to you?" As soon as he finished speaking, several figures rushed down the mountain, two men and one woman, wearing purple robes with golden patterns and flowing clouds, emitting the aura of foundation building, all of them were elders of the Lingxi Sect. "Elder Liu, why are you so angry?" The elder of the Alchemy Hall came up to the two of them first, stroking his beard and smiling. Then he noticed Jiang Zheng who was tied up on the ground and asked in confusion: "Eh? This kid...is at the ninth level of Qi Refining, why is he wearing menial clothing?" He looked at Jiang Zheng for a moment, his tone slightly surprised. Hearing this, Jiang Zheng also raised his head and looked at the white-bearded old man. The two looked at each other, and the latter smiled kindly. The other two elders also came and asked about the incident. As such a big thing had happened in the sect, they had to take care of it as elders. When they learned that it was the errand manager on the ground who had a conflict with Liu Wenhua's grandson, they all looked embarrassed. At such a young age, he has achieved the ninth level of Qi Refining. With such aptitude, he will surely add another foundation-building force to the sect in the future. If he is killed, it will definitely be a loss to the sect. But Liu Wenhao was the grandson of the Punishment Elder. The Punishment Elder was the most outstanding among the elders. Except for the Contribution Elder, everyone else was quite afraid of him. For a moment, they were in a dilemma. "Humph, since all the elders have nothing to say, I will take this boy away." After saying that, Liu Wenhua grabbed Jiang Zheng. But he was forced back by a black long sword. Luke Dong stood behind Jiang Zheng, with aura wrapped around his fingertips, and said in a cold voice: "Do you think this elder doesn't exist? Liu Wenhua! Others may be afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you!" Jiang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief again and simply sat down on the ground to watch the show. I can't break free anyway, so let them do whatever they want. If all else fails, I'll take out my Taoist treasure.
Although until now, he still didn't understand why Luke Dong wanted to save him. He thought he had no good intentions. He was probably afraid that the so-called opportunity in his life would be given to others. But no matter what, at least Luke Dong is one of his own now. Thinking of this, he looked at Luke Dong again and felt inexplicably fond of him. After a disagreement, Luke Dong and the other two rushed into the sky and started fighting without caring about the status of the elders. It was just a test at first, but in the end real fire was unleashed and the flying swords collided at high speed in the air. Every time he made a move, spiritual energy exploded, and Jiang Zheng was so excited that he kept clicking his tongue. The strength gap between Qi Refining and Foundation Building is really incomparable. After a cultivator builds his foundation, his spiritual energy not only has a qualitative leap. And it can be easily achieved that even if the spiritual energy leaves the body, it can still burst out with huge power. "What is the relationship between this errand disciple and Elder Lu? Why did Elder Lu insist on protecting him?" "I haven't heard of him, but this boy's cultivation is really extraordinary. I was already thirty years old when I reached the ninth level of Qi Refining." "Hehe, I heard some rumors some time ago. This boy might be Elder Lu's illegitimate son!" "Impossible?" The female elder widened her eyes and became interested. "How is it impossible? Otherwise, why would Elder Lu promote this boy to be a steward, and why would he try so hard to protect this boy?" "This... doesn't make sense the way you put it..." "It could also be that he is training his own illegitimate child." The other elders stood aside and watched the two of them get really angry. They didn't know whether to stop them or not... so they just started chatting. "stop!" At this moment, a voice full of majesty sounded like a muffled thunder! A streak of yellow light suddenly pierced through the dusk and struck between the two people who were fighting fiercely. A terrifying aura spread out, and under the burst of spiritual energy, the two were easily swept away. "So strong? It's really lively..." Jiang Zheng raised his head and sighed. "It's just a golden elixir," Kong Qing said with disdain. "You are so awesome..." Jiang Zheng curled his lips. "Meet the Master!" "Meet the Master!" “…” The yellow figure slowly descended with the two embarrassed men. Everyone bent down and spoke in unison, with a huge momentum. "Are you Jiang Zheng?"
A majestic voice came into Jiang Zheng's ears. He raised his head and saw a middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back, his posture as straight as a pine tree. The two elders stood respectfully behind him, looking a little embarrassed. "Yes," Jiang Zheng nodded. "Ninth level of Qi Refining... Not bad," the middle-aged man said, with a hint of approval in his tone. Then he continued, "This master has already learned the truth of the matter. Although your actions are understandable, you have committed an insubordinate act. Considering your good cultivation, I will forgive you today's sin." After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and the spiritual light that bound Jiang Zheng dissipated silently. "I don't accept it!" Jiang Zheng's eyes were wide open with anger, and he stood there like a nail, refusing to leave. "Hmm? What's wrong with you?" The man's tone was somewhat displeased, his brows slightly furrowed, and he looked intimidating without even being angry. "He killed so many menial disciples, how should we deal with him?!" Jiang Zheng pointed at Liu Wenhao and asked angrily. "I already know about this," the man said calmly. "That……" "This master has absolved you of your guilt, what else are you dissatisfied with?" As Jiang Zheng opened his mouth, the man interrupted him, with a hint of anger in his voice. Hearing this, Jiang Zheng's chest rose and fell violently. He finally understood. He was only almost killing Liu Wenhao, but he was already charged with more than one crime, while the other party's killing of so many menial disciples was nothing. It seems that in the eyes of these elders and masters, the lives of menial disciples are as worthless as grass. How could such a big thing be reduced to a small thing and a small thing be ignored? If strength is respected, how am I not stronger than the other party? Jiang Zheng clenched his fists, anger burning in his mind, and he gritted his teeth every word: "I just want justice!" "Fair?" The man saw that Jiang Zheng was dissatisfied, but he did not take it seriously. Instead, he said patiently: "You want justice? Then tell me what justice is? In Lingxi Mountain, rules are justice, and rebellion is punishable by death! Did they die unjustly? " The man did not wait for Jiang Zheng to answer and continued: "I am just a person who upholds justice. I cannot give justice to anyone. If you want justice, then take it yourself. So what if you are at the ninth level of Qi Refining? You are just a clerk. In Lingxi Mountain, people of equal status can fight to the death, but it is not allowed to commit crimes against superiors!"
The man stopped talking here, and then soared into the sky. Luke Dong also gave him a deep look and left. After the matter was over, all the elders and outer disciples dispersed, leaving only the menial disciples standing there, staring at Jiang Zheng, not knowing what to do. Liu Wenhao glanced at him, snorted with disdain, then walked towards his own cave with a cold look in his eyes. Jiang Zheng was left standing there alone, looking dazed. Fairness...what is fairness? Isn't it fair to kill someone and pay with his life? "Kong Qing, isn't it fair to kill someone and pay with his life?" He couldn't figure it out and asked Kong Qing for help. "Boy, you have your own justice. Lingxi Mountain has its own justice. How can you ask for your so-called justice while you are in Lingxi Mountain?" This time, the situation was more serious than ever. “So-called justice means being stronger and more ruthless than others. Only when others ask you for justice, your justice is justice; otherwise it is just empty talk.” "Haha... I see. The so-called justice is nothing more than the law of the jungle. The weak follow the rules of the strong. This... is justice." Jiang Zheng sneered. After thinking it through, his mentality changed dramatically. "Just wait, I will let the world hear my justice!" He stretched out his hand and the other Lingxi sword on the ground flew into the storage bag in his arms. Jiang Zheng turned around and walked down the mountain. When he passed by a group of errand disciples, he casually said: "Everyone go to clean Lingxi Square tonight. You must finish cleaning before sunrise tomorrow morning. No mistakes are allowed. Otherwise, your contribution points for this month will be deducted." After saying that, he looked at Wang Zhengfeng deeply, stepped on the flying sword, soared into the sky, and flew down the mountain. "I will follow the steward's orders!" Wang Zhengfeng shouted at Jiang Zheng's back with his fists clasped.
