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Elder Shen's smile finally crumbled.

Having lived to such an old age, he was considered highly respected in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and was always fawned over and respected wherever he went. Yet today, a junior had repeatedly humiliated him in front of everyone.

His face darkened further, and his tone turned cold: "Young friend, I have already shown you my utmost sincerity. Your insistence on this is rather unreasonable..."

Before the words were even finished, a cold voice rang out from outside the hall, causing the temperature in the entire hall to drop several degrees: "My disciple, since when did it become your place to lecture me!"

"So what if he's unreasonable? He has the right to be unreasonable, what can you do about it?"

Luo Yiyan turned around in surprise.

Elder Shen's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously turned to look at the palace gate.

The head of the Discipline Hall and Elder Xuanqing exchanged a helpless glance.

Oh no, the biased ones have arrived. This matter is unlikely to end well today.

You could have just apologized and been done with it, but you insisted on stubbornly clinging to that face that nobody wanted. Now look what you've done, you've attracted this big shot here.

Yan Lingcang, dressed in white, stepped across the threshold, and a chilling aura, like frost and snow, swept into the hall with his steps.

Yu Linzhou and Lin Zhixu were following behind him.

With Yan Lingcang's antics to watch, how could Yu Linzhou possibly miss out?

Lin Zhixu, on the other hand, was completely dragged over by Yu Linzhou.

Standing behind Elder Shen, Shen Yue instinctively took a half step back in fear.

Is this the Immortal Venerable Wu Cang?! His mere aura is enough to send chills down one's spine.

Elder Shen, being a man of the world, quickly regained his composure, put on a respectful smile, and bowed to Yan Lingcang, saying, "Immortal Venerable Wucang, your presence is an honor. I have been rude."

Yan Lingcang didn't even glance at him, walking straight to Luo Yiyan, his voice softening slightly: "Are you alright?"

Luo Yiyan was fine until Yan Lingcang asked her that question, and suddenly a huge sense of grievance welled up in her chest.

He looked at Lin Zhixu, whose face was expressionless, but he still caught the worry hidden in his eyes.

He rarely cried in front of others, but the more people supported him, the more uncontrollably that bitter feeling would surge up.

His eyes instantly reddened: "Master, they're bullying me..."

Yan Lingcang's heart skipped a beat.

Luo Yiyan was always very strong in front of him, and she never shed a tear even though she cultivated so hard every day.

To be bullied like this by these scoundrels, they must have suffered so much injustice.

He reached out and shielded Luo Yiyan behind him, his cold gaze fixed on Elder Shen: "You're the one who bullied my disciple!"

Elder Shen was so frightened by his gaze that he took two steps back, a chill running down his spine, and his voice stammered, "N-no, I didn't bully him. It's all a misunderstanding..."

Yan Lingcang's voice grew even colder: "Then why did he cry!"

Elder Shen nearly choked on his own breath: "..."

How could he know why he was crying! Just now this kid was arguing with him fiercely, refusing to back down an inch, how come he put on such a show as soon as he got to his master?

He glanced at Luo Yiyan, who looked aggrieved and was being protected behind Yan Lingcang, and then at the meaningful looks from the others. He suddenly realized that he was in a situation he couldn't clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

How did things turn out this way?

He's just here to investigate, not to court death!

It's all that brat Shen Yue's fault. All she does is cause trouble all day long. If her father weren't the sect leader, he wouldn't bother with her at all.

Elder Shen quickly pulled Shen Yue, who was cowering behind, over and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and apologize to young friend Luo!"

This time, Shen Yue really didn't dare to act arrogantly anymore. She lowered her head, her lips trembling several times before she managed to squeeze out a "I'm sorry."

The Wan Jian Sect disciple who had been hiding and trying to be invisible quickly followed suit and apologized.

Yu Linzhou blinked, his tone carrying a hint of lingering regret: "That's it?"

Elder Shen hurriedly said, "Today's events are entirely due to the poor guidance of my Wanjian Sect. It was truly not my intention to harm young friend Luo. The compensation that is due will not be lacking."

Yan Lingcang ignored him and turned his head to look at Luo Yiyan.

Luo Yiyan nodded slightly, indicating his acceptance.

When Elder Shen saw him nod, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, though the cold sweat on his back had soaked through his inner shirt.

Elder Xuanqing stepped forward to smooth things over, saying, "Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, let's put this matter behind us. Elder Shen must have come all this way to discuss something with us."

Elder Shen hurriedly went down the steps, repeatedly agreeing, and then smoothly shifted the topic to the real purpose of the trip.

"To be honest, I have come here today to discuss a matter with the Tianheng Sect on behalf of the Wanjian Sect. My sect is willing to exchange disciples with your sect, sending our members to each other's sects for training and exchange, so as to learn from each other's strengths and make up for our weaknesses, and jointly promote the friendship between our two sects."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Tianheng Sect members in the hall varied.

Exchanging disciples is not unprecedented among the major sects.

However, the relationship between the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Heavenly Heng Sect has always been delicate. This time, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect took the initiative to propose exchanging disciples, which may have a deeper meaning behind it.

The group did not immediately agree.

Elder Xuanqing smiled and said, "We cannot make a decision on this matter ourselves. We need to discuss it with the other elders before giving a reply."

Elder Shen: "Of course, of course."

Having finished explaining the matter, Elder Shen felt too ashamed to stay any longer and hastily took his leave with his two troublesome disciples.

They came in arrogant and haughty, but left looking utterly dejected.

With no outsiders in the hall, the atmosphere became more relaxed.

Elder Xuanqing looked at Yu Linzhou and Yan Lingcang and asked, "What are your thoughts on this matter, two Immortal Venerables?"

Yu Linzhou turned to look at Lin Zhixu beside him and asked, "Do you want to go have some fun?"

Lin Zhixu: "..."

Everyone's watching! Can you please not ask him so bluntly?

The head of the Discipline Hall coughed lightly: "I feel this matter is inappropriate. You all saw the behavior of those two disciples from the Myriad Swords Sect just now. If the disciples are like this, how can their masters be any better? I don't think they are very sincere; I'm afraid they have other motives."

Elder Xuanqing nodded: "I can guess what they're thinking. The Myriad Swords Sect has produced a genius in this generation named Yan Qinghan, whose talent in swordsmanship is indeed remarkable. In recent years, the Myriad Swords Sect has even gone so far as to claim that he will be the next Immortal Venerable Wucang in order to build up his reputation."

The people in the hall remained expressionless.

Every year, there are a few arrogant sects that try to piggyback on the reputation of the Twin Dragon Immortals; they're tired of hearing about it.

Elder Xuanqing smiled and changed the subject: "Actually, this Yan Qinghan and Immortal Venerable Wucang do have some connection."

Upon hearing this, even Yan Lingcang turned his head slightly, a hint of doubt appearing in his eyes.

Elder Xuanqing: "I don't know if you remember, more than ten years ago, a young man named Yan Qinghan came to become my disciple."

"That child was a rare talent in swordsmanship back then, with superior spiritual roots and aptitude. However, he was determined to become Immortal Venerable Wu Cang, and he refused all offers to become his disciple."

"But as everyone knows, Immortal Venerable Wucang does not accept disciples, so he knelt outside the sect for three years."

His tone held a hint of regret and a touch of mockery: "But our Immortal Venerable Wucang is truly heartless and unmoved."

"The young man eventually left heartbroken and dejected. The next time his name was heard, he had already become a genius disciple of the Myriad Swords Sect."