"You don't have to worry about this. As the great elder of the Canglang Sect, I still instruct some sects to some extent. I will send a message and ask them to hold the Jindan Sect for a period of time, which is enough for you to go back and forth." Ling
Gu Song glanced at He Busi with contempt.
This old man is really afraid of the wolf before he is afraid of the tiger behind him. He is afraid of death if he is asked to take action. He is afraid of being unable to convince the monster. After finally making a decision, he is also afraid that he will come back late and face the Jindan Sect's sect-protecting formation.
I really don’t know how he managed to develop such a body with such a grinding temperament?
Contempt is nothing but contempt. If you want to deal with Ling Chuxi, he is really indispensable. There is no other way, Ling Gusong can only endure his temper and give him a reassurance.
"Okay, then I'll go back to the sect first." He Busi finally felt relieved and rushed towards Echo Valley.
He Busi returned to the sect, and Hanyue Palace Master and others were also arranged to go back to Canglang Sect to rest. She was seriously injured by Ling Chuxi's slap. If she couldn't be cured early, she would be less likely to take action.
A big help.
Moreover, she also had too many doubts about the mental attack that Ling Chuxi had used earlier. She was so sad and angry that she didn't think much about it. Now that she thought about it carefully, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was similar to their Hanyue Palace's Soul-Breaking Sword Technique.
Wonderful, but how did the Sword Heart Breaking Soul Technique secretly passed down by this sect come into her hands? It seems to be much more powerful than Hanyue Palace's. What is going on?
Before she figured this out, the old lady who was filled with hatred would probably never be able to sleep well again.
"Master." After everyone left, a young man cautiously stepped forward and said to Ling Gusong.
"If you have anything you want to ask, just ask." Ling Gusong said. This young man's name is Mu Weibei. He is the youngest among Ling Gusong's disciples and the most favored one.
"The disciple will tell you frankly, could that Huangfu Qingjue just now be a descendant of the God-Emperor clan?" Mu Weibei asked.
"Wei Bei, do you know why my teacher values you the most? It's because you see things more profoundly than others." Ling Gusong nodded with satisfaction and said, "I have thought of what you said, my teacher.
But so what if he is a member of the God-Emperor clan, the God-Emperor clan cannot meddle in the affairs of our sect’s holy realm without authorization. Every secular country has its own rules, and the sect’s holy realm has its own rules.”
"However, he is very strong, so Master must not be careless." Mu Weibei said uneasy.
"His strength is indeed good, and he is by no means inferior to me. However, this time, for the Canglang Sect, the head of the family specially gave me a treasure. As long as I use this treasure, even if I can't kill him, at least I can kill him.
It will allow him to take care of Ling Chuxi flawlessly." Ling Gusong said confidently.
"Then it's my disciple's fault for worrying too much." Mu Weibei looked relieved.
"Wei Bei, it makes me very happy that you have such filial piety. Once this is done, I will let you be the master of Hanyue Palace. By then, you will also have a place in the sect's holy realm.
"Ling Gusong obviously took great advantage of Mu Weibei's filial piety, and nodded.
"Thank you Master for the gift." Mu Weibei said in surprise.
"You deserve this. Your senior brothers don't have the filial piety you have. Well, you go and inform those people first and ask them to find ways to hold Ling Chuxi back for a while. They can't be allowed to return to the sect so early.
Sect." Ling Gusong ordered. The people he was talking about were originally attached to the Canglang Sect, but now they have taken refuge in their own small sect or family power.