After I left the sect, the entire sect knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

"What does Venerable Lingyun mean by this?" Among cultivators of the same realm, those who are polite can call each other by their Daoist titles, while those who are less polite can use nicknames instead. Those who are close to each other can address each other as fellow Daoists.

Asking Ningqing to directly call out her Taoist name was a way of being polite at first, so that if a fight broke out later, she would also have a "reason" to back her up.

It's different when there's "reason" involved; a sect can protect its own, openly and legitimately.

"I am only here to seek justice for my disciple. Please, Venerable Duan Yi, do not interfere."

"Oh? So it has something to do with my disciple? Is it appropriate for me not to get involved?"

With her master by her side, she felt more confident facing Venerable Lingyun, a Nascent Soul cultivator!
I thought it would take Tao Zhizhi some time to return to Lingyun Sect. After she returned, Venerable Lingyun would definitely take care of his injured disciple first and wouldn't be able to come to see me for a while.

By the time others tried to find her, she had already hidden in the secret realm! Secret realms all have cultivation level restrictions; some can only be entered by cultivators at or below the Foundation Establishment stage, while others can only be entered by cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage.

If the other party wants to track me, I need to suppress my cultivation level and enter the secret realm.

With equal cultivation levels, one has more room to maneuver, and the outcome is still uncertain!

However, this plan was disrupted. No one knows what Tao Zhizhi said when she went back, but the other party came looking for her so quickly.

Venerable Lingyun confronted her directly, ignoring his master's words, and immediately called her a "traitorous disciple."

Lin Yan felt quite uncomfortable listening to this. She was no longer his disciple, nor a disciple of the Xuantian Sect. The word "traitor" coming from his mouth and being used on her seemed extremely inappropriate.

She chose to ignore it, and she was not afraid of those cold eyes.

If it weren't for saving face for her master and showing off her good manners, she would have called him "Old Deng"!
"You traitorous disciple, you still won't admit your mistake!"

Lin Yan's gaze turned cold, her hands clenched tightly. Sensing the increasing pressure from both sides, she knew she couldn't back down.

Lingyun Venerable is, after all, one of the main characters, and like his master, he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, but he is only at the late Nascent Soul stage.

If this standoff continued, her master would definitely suffer! She didn't want her personal grudges to affect her master, who was so good to her. She tried to stand up, but her master pressed her back down with one hand behind his back.

"..."

Master, you don't need to press my head down!

While pressing down on her disciple's head, Wen Ningqing calmly faced Ling Yun. With a flick of her other hand, a golden staff appeared in her grasp. "Old man Ling Yun, what do you mean by scolding my disciple when you're nearly six hundred years old?"

"Fellow Taoist, be careful!"

"Who's calling me a fellow Daoist? You're telling me to be careful with my words? Bullshit! You're a nearly 600-year-old man, and you're scolding my disciple right in front of me, and you want me to be careful with my words? Be careful with your words, my ass!"

Lin Yan was stunned to hear her master swear! Her master, who sat high on the cloud platform, actually... spoke like that. But it was actually quite pleasant to hear!

After finishing her tirade, Wen Ningqing swung the stick and flew off the bird.

The True Person of Broken Will, as seen by the world, has always been like the cold moon hanging high in the sky, aloof and lonely. Her figure always seems to be shrouded in a thin layer of frost, exuding a chilling aura that keeps people at a distance.

She walks through the world, yet seems detached from it all. Her strength is awe-inspiring, and she always remains calm and composed in the face of crisis. Being near her brings an unprecedented sense of security.

However, Wen Ningqing was also unsteady and unreliable in her youth.

In her youthful arrogance, if Ningqing disliked someone, she would grab a stick and charge at them without a word. That reckless drive, that boldness of conquering the world with a single stick, was utterly unrestrained. Now, the way she flies into battle wielding the Hunyuan Vajra Staff still evokes that same unbridled flamboyance.

——Bang bang bang!

The stick landed on the barrier with a dull thud.

Ling Yun dodged a few times, realizing that his opponent was serious. He frowned, thinking: Why go to such lengths for a newly accepted disciple? And a useless piece of trash with only three spiritual roots and mediocre talent at that!

Because the fourth-ranked disciple was someone he deliberately chose because he was dissatisfied with the sect leader's arrangement for him to take on disciples. Therefore, he never paid any attention to this disciple and naturally didn't bother to investigate her current cultivation level.

Seeing himself being pushed back step by step, Ling Yun's expression hardened. "Since Venerable Duan Yi is unwilling to negotiate properly, then don't blame me!"

Wen Ningqing sneered, her heart filled with contempt!

Listen to this! What sanctimonious words! This person, knowing that she had taken the girl as her disciple, bypassed her and called her disciple a "traitor," and now she's turning around and blaming her!
He must have suffered a great injustice under this old geezer's tutelage, otherwise he wouldn't have gone so far as to leave the sect.

Thinking of this, Wen Ningqing channeled more spiritual power into the stick in her hand, while simultaneously pushing the bird further away.

In an instant, the world changed color. Thick black mist rapidly gathered around the two of them, with lightning leaping like silver dragons within it. Her clothes fluttered, her hair danced, and her spiritual energy surged around her.

This is the Thunder Domain that Wen Ningqing comprehended with the Hunyuan Vajra Staff after breaking through to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Within this domain, lightning will naturally and continuously supply her and the magic weapon with its power.

When the opponent attacks, the power that escapes will be absorbed by the domain and transformed into the power of lightning.

In the Canghai Continent, there are fewer than a hundred Nascent Soul cultivators to begin with, and among them, even fewer have comprehended a domain.

Venerable Lingyun has already reached the late stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, but he still hasn't comprehended his own domain!
"If you want war, then let's fight! Stop spouting these high-sounding platitudes! Don't you find it hypocritical? I'm getting annoyed!"

Ling Yun's face was grim as he formed hand seals. Instantly, a powerful gust of wind erupted from his body, sweeping outwards in an attempt to break through the domain.

At the same time, a giant sword appeared from his back, conjuring countless sword shadows! With his gesture, the sword and sword shadows all attacked Wen Ningqing.

Undeterred, Wen Ningqing wielded the Hunyuan Vajra Cudgel, and lightning instantly coalesced into a massive electric net, directly blocking the incoming sword shadows.

Venerable Lingyun instantly appeared behind her, unleashing a black fireball with both hands.

She reacted quickly, dodging the attack with a sudden movement, while simultaneously sending out her staff to entangle the opponent's flying sword.

Lacking weapons, she drew a lightning whip from the clouds and lashed it out.

The opponent met it with a fiery serpent; the two collided, producing a deafening, earth-shattering impact.

——Boom, boom, boom!

The two sides went back and forth, neither willing to give an inch, and they fought for an unknown amount of time. Lin Yan watched anxiously from the sidelines.

She wouldn't be of any use in battles between Nascent Soul cultivators, and would probably only become an obstacle for her master. Besides, with the domain in place, she couldn't even enter.

At this moment, two Nascent Soul cultivators arrived on their swords from the direction of the Myriad Dharma Sect. Upon seeing the two combatants, they hurriedly shouted, "Stop!" (End of Chapter)