The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 155 Returning the Token
Pointing to a seven-centimeter-long black token at the waist of the purple-clad man, Li Tian's eyes flashed, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke.

Li Tian's own cultivation had reached the late stage of the tenth level. In his opinion, among the core disciples present, his strength was second only to Wu Ye and Xiang Qiubai.

If it were merely a matter of saying something wrong that displeased Feng Tianjue, at most one would only receive a symbolic punishment.

Indeed, even though Feng Tianjue wanted to severely injure Li Tian, ​​he couldn't do it in front of everyone.

"Yes, Sect Master! Have you made a mistake in the assessment criteria?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's attention shifted from "the withered bones and white generals" to "the elders' rules".

"That bastard...!" Feng Tianjue's face was ugly, and he was secretly annoyed that Li Tian was becoming more and more audacious, and now he even dared to stir up trouble and openly question him.

Unexpectedly, seeing the Jade Purity Sect Master's gloomy face, that fellow thought he had been right and brazenly said again, "Please give us a reasonable explanation!"

"Outrageous! Do you not take this sect master seriously?" The chilling voice carried a hint of anger, and everyone's pupils contracted as they vaguely sensed something.

Bang~!

With a deafening roar, a jet of blood shot two meters high, and a streak of brownish-red light struck Li Tian directly in the chest, so fast that no one could react in time!

Even Feng Ling and Long Yuzhong, two legendary experts, could only catch a fleeting glimpse of it.

"This disciple dares not! But regarding this matter..."
This is unacceptable! This disciple cannot…
Watching helplessly...
Seeing the sect leader do this...!

Li Tian clutched his burning chest, collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood violently. His eyes were filled with horror, as if he hadn't experienced the feeling of being seriously injured in a long time.

"You still dare to be stubborn!" Then, the red longsword that had disappeared reappeared in the hands of the Jade Purity Sect Master, and the murderous aura made the pupils of countless elders below shrink.

In the refined man with the purple-gold crown, they seemed to see once again the Feng Tianjue of yesteryear, who used iron-fisted methods to subdue one powerful sect after another.

"Li Tian, ​​step back! Don't be rude!" Seeing Li Tian endure his serious injuries, stand up, and summon a blue sword, Long Yuzhong quickly stepped forward and shouted angrily.

If he hadn't intervened, Li Tian would have definitely died under Feng Tianjue's enraged sword. At the same time, the occasional glimpse of Feng Tianjue's strength made Long Yuzhong somewhat terrified.

"But……!"

"Damn it, get out of here right now!" Seeing that Li Tian was still somewhat stubborn, Long Yuzhong was also furious.

It was obvious to everyone that the reason Feng Tianjue was holding his sword without making a move was because he was waiting for the Grand Elder to make a statement.

"Sect Master, it's all because I haven't disciplined them properly!"

The white-haired man turned around and gave a respectful bow to the menacing man in the purple-gold crown. Long Yuzhong was furious that he had cleaned up Li Tian's mess and cursed him inwardly as an idiot!
"Seven days of reflection on your actions on the tenth floor of the Ghost-Locking Tower!"

Feng Tianjue raised an eyebrow and sheathed his sword, his killing intent completely concealed. Although he uttered a single sentence, it carried an air of unyielding authority.

"Thank you, Sect Master, thank you, Master...!" Li Tian said with a resentful tone, then turned and glared fiercely at the expressionless man in purple.

"Get out of here!" Long Yuzhong roared in exasperation, then gave a signal. Immediately, a core disciple stepped forward and led the heavily injured Li Tian away from everyone's sight.

"I am not an elder!"

After everyone watched Li Tian and his companion leave, their bodies trembling, a man's voice suddenly rang out in the subdued atmosphere.

Although the sound wasn't loud, it was clear enough for everyone to hear, which gave people a rather strange feeling.

"I found this token, and I will return it to its rightful owner!"

Although no one spoke, they cast questioning glances at each other. Clearly, they were only temporarily under pressure from Feng Tianjue, and each of them had become wiser, unwilling to be the first to stick their neck out. As they were talking, the man in purple pulled off the seven-centimeter token from his waist and began to slowly walk towards a beautiful and refined woman in green among the core disciples.

"Yuqing, this is what I saw you drop earlier. I was going to return it to you later."

I never expected it to cause such a big misunderstanding among you all!
I'm so sorry.
Now, it's returned to its rightful owner!

……

The man in purple stepped forward and forcibly placed the token into the woman in green's hand. After giving her a smile, he turned and returned to the elders' seats.

“Feng Ling…!” The woman in green was stunned for a moment, clutching the seven-centimeter token in her hand that still had a trace of warmth, feeling a pang of unease in her heart.

Others might not see anything wrong from the purple-clad man's smile, but Feng Yuqing and the other woman present knew him best.

Self-deprecating humor!

irony!

"Yuqing, keep this safe...! Don't put your father in a dilemma!" Feng Ling reminded her telepathically. Then, the woman in green, suppressing her anger and with tears glistening in her eyes, said, "Thank you!"

"I knew it! It was a mistake!"

Seeing this, some elders sighed deeply, unsure which of them were truly enlightened and which were pretending not to understand.

Feng Yuqing's cultivation level now surpasses that of most elders, so when Feng Ling handed the elder's token to Feng Yuqing, they naturally had no objections.

"Damn it!" Feng Tianjue was secretly furious. He had sensed something was wrong when Feng Ling walked towards Feng Yuqing, and now Feng Ling's actions confirmed his suspicions.

"A mistake?"
I'll tell you all your idiots what this kid's true cultivation level is!

What a pity! Another opportunity has been missed.

"Sigh, I say. Why is this kid so hard to handle? He's as tough as... an old bone!"

Behind the scenes, Feng Tianjue was so angry at these people that he almost vomited blood.

He had spent the last few days carefully selecting a suitable position for Feng Ling, hoping to use it to cultivate a relationship with Feng Ling, but unexpectedly, it was ruined by these jeers!
"Sect Master, calm down, you're so angry you've lost your temper!"
When I first met him, I was even more stubborn than I am now!

Now, things are already pretty good!
I only like it occasionally...

Hit... women,
Take a stroll...to a brothel.
Incidentally...

"Just a little sneaky trick!"

The withered old man winked and replied telepathically, leaving the kind-faced old man and the man in the purple-gold crown dumbfounded, their faces full of black lines...

"Cough cough~, Brother Ling, is your old problem acting up again?"

"Yes, Sect Master, you're right! He's just having a relapse, let's ignore him...!"

"Hey, hey, I'm telling the truth!"

After the telepathic exchange, neither of them looked at the withered old man again.

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.



(End of this chapter)