My family has been wielding knives for generations, but now it's my turn to wield a pen!

what?

Upon hearing Chu Qingci's last words, the expressions of the five people present simultaneously froze.

They exchanged one last glance, silently swallowing back the words they wanted to say.

That's right, Chu Qingci has already said so much, so even if they have any objections, they can only keep them to themselves.

As the lobby quieted down again, Chu Qingci's gaze swept over the group, and she asked softly, "Do you... have anything else to say?"

Seeing that no one spoke, Chu Qingci said again, "Since there's no one else, let's disperse!"

After saying that, Chu Qingci stood up.

But just as she was about to leave, Feng Jitong's voice rang out: "Sect...Sect Master, I have something to say!"

"Um!"

Chu Qingci did not sit down again, but instead looked at Feng Jitong and said, "Then you speak!"

"Sect Master, there were some strange noises coming from down the mountain, so I went down to investigate myself!"

Feng Jitong spoke with an embarrassed expression: "Then I discovered that there was a young man at the foot of the mountain, leading over a hundred soldiers!"

"And those soldiers also controlled some dark, metallic lumps!"

"That thing is incredibly powerful; every time it erupts, it's like thunder."

"Now... the entire back mountain is riddled with craters from the explosion, and many martial arts practitioners have even died!"

Feng Jitong paused for a moment, then continued, "If we let this person continue to act so recklessly, wouldn't that be inappropriate?"

Actually, he hadn't originally planned to bring this up.

After all, it's somewhat embarrassing to be scared away by a young man wielding a cannon.

But this matter is not insignificant, and he felt it was necessary to mention it.

"Oh……"

Chu Qingci's expression didn't change much after hearing this, but she asked, "Then... what does Elder Feng mean?"

"I suggest that our sect take action and capture this person first!"

Feng Jitong solemnly said, "Then... seize those iron lumps and drive him out of this place completely!"

"In this way, the back mountain will naturally be able to return to peace!"

"Oh, then I suggest you..."

Chu Qingci glanced at Feng Jitong and said indifferently, "Don't meddle in other people's business!"

After speaking, Chu Qingci lightly touched the ground with her toes, her white dress swaying slightly, and she had already left the hall.

what?

Feng Jitong sat there, his expression completely blank.

Don't meddle in other people's business!

Why does this sentence sound so familiar?

That's right, that's exactly what that arrogant kid said to him when he went downstairs!

Why is it that now that we're back in the sect, their sect leader is saying something like that?

This whole thing has caused quite a stir...

Feng Jitong opened his mouth, but ultimately couldn't utter a single word.

As Feng Jitong looked utterly embarrassed, Cheng Yanqiu stood up, leaning on his wooden cane, and looked at him strangely, saying, "So, you haven't resolved the matter down the mountain?"

"Who says it hasn't been resolved!"

Feng Jitong snapped out of his daze, looked up, and said, "Look, so much time has passed, and there hasn't been a sound from down the mountain at all!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yanqiu's face was filled with disdain.

He immediately stopped paying attention to Feng Jitong, propped himself up with his wooden cane, and walked out of the hall.

The other four people also stood up. As they passed by Feng Jitong, they glanced at him, then shook their heads and left.

"No, what do you mean?!"

Seeing their expressions, Feng Jitong became somewhat annoyed: "You've never been to that scene before!"

"Let me tell you, that lump of iron is no ordinary thing!"

"If the four of you go down there, you might escape even faster than I do!"

"Oh?"

The elderly man in purple robes at the very back stopped and turned to look at Feng Jitong: "So, you escaped back?"

"this……"

Feng Jitong's expression stiffened, and he realized he had let something slip, saying, "I mainly sensed that the sect leader was looking for me, so I came back early!"

"hehe!"

The purple-robed elder chuckled coldly twice, shaking his head and saying, "Feng Jitong, you are supposed to be a Heavenly Elder of our sect, yet you were frightened back by a young man!"

"You're really something, you're a disgrace!"

"Go to hell!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jitong's face flushed red instantly: "If you're so capable, why don't you go down and stop them!"

"OK!"

The old man in purple robes readily agreed, flicking his sleeve and saying, "I'll go down right now and see just how powerful that iron lump really is!"

"You're so scared!"

After saying this, the old man in purple robes strode outside.

Feng Jitong was taken aback for a moment, then followed suit: "Alright, whoever doesn't go is a coward!"

"Then we'll see if you chicken out!"

……

After an incense stick has burned.

The five of them arrived together at the edge of the cliff near the back mountain of the Hidden Peak Sect.

The old man in purple robes took two steps forward, looked down, and quickly noticed the several cannons placed on the open ground.

"Old Feng, you're talking about those lumps of iron down there, right?"

"That's right!"

Feng Jitong nodded calmly and said, "Elder Nie, don't blame me for not warning you, that thing is extremely powerful!"

"Ha, just a few lumps of iron!"

Nie Qianwen scoffed, "You're the only coward who thinks everyone else is like you!"

"Just wait!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Qianwen took a step forward and leaped off the edge of the cliff.

Amidst the turmoil of internal energy, the purple robe fluttered in the mountain wind, and after a few leaps, it landed steadily on the open ground behind the mountain.

The remaining four people stood on the edge of the cliff, looking down with curiosity.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xiaobai had just stopped Pang Guanming and the other four from fighting and was preparing to choose new opponents when he saw a purple figure land.

Ok?

Jiang Xiaobai looked up and saw that the person who had come was an old man in a purple robe.

Before Jiang Xiaobai could speak, the purple-robed elder stood with his hands behind his back, his cold voice echoing around: "Come here, where's that arrogant brat Old Feng mentioned!"

"Come up here and talk!"

As he spoke, Nie Qianwen glanced at the cannon not far away, raised his hand and said, "Also, use that iron lump to fire at this old man a few times!"

Ok?

Jiang Xiaobai was stunned.

The expressions of the martial arts practitioners present also became extremely strange.

Is this old man... serious?

Yu Shangwu's expression changed, and he quickly stepped forward, saying, "Elder Nie Tian, ​​please don't get involved!"

"Take my advice and go back right now!"

"snort!"

Nie Qianwen snorted angrily and said, "Stop rambling!"

"Hurry up, I don't like dawdling!"

After saying that, Nie Qianwen looked in Jiang Xiaobai's direction and even patted his chest.

Jiang Xiaobai's expression became even more peculiar upon seeing this.

After a brief moment of thought, Jiang Xiaobai did not refuse. He turned his head and waved to Zhang Xinnian.

laugh!

The flash of fire rapidly approached the cannon barrel.

Nie Tianlao was initially full of disdain, but when he saw the people around him quickly retreating, his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

The next moment, a deafening sound exploded.

boom!

Terrifying flames whipped up the earth...

A few breaths later, the wind stirred on the cliff.

Nie Qianwen landed again beside Feng Jitong and the others.

Nie Qianwen's purple robe looked disheveled, and his face was slightly blackened by smoke.

"Ahem, um... I suddenly remembered, I have something urgent to attend to!"

"I'm going first!!!"