"What are you doing here?"
The middle-aged man's face darkened as he angrily rebuked the people who entered the house. Then, he said impatiently, "Father's body is unwell. He does not wish to see outsiders. Leave immediately."
"Bing Pingyu, what's with your attitude? Is this how you speak to your elders?"
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, a middle-aged man in a black robe with ice patterns said, "The Great Elder has something to discuss with the Temple Master. Don't get in his way. Step aside."
Seeing the other party's attitude, Bing Pingyu was furious. He wanted to force them to leave.
However, before Bing Pingyu could do anything, a terrifying aura enveloped him.
Under the aura, Bing Pingyu's body trembled and he instantly lost his ability to move.
"You …"
Seeing that he had lost his ability to move, Bing Pingyu was so angry that the veins on his neck bulged.
After restricting Bing Pingyu's movement, the old man who was the leader of the group snorted coldly and said, "The Temple Master is unwell. He is not in the mood to manage the affairs of the Ice Palace. However, you, a junior, have no respect for your elders. I cannot sit by and do nothing. I have to discipline you on behalf of the Temple Master."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, he released a surge of Saint Energy and pushed Bing Pingyu to the side.
After pushing Bing Pingyu back, the old man did not stop and slapped at him again.
"Enough!"
Seeing the old man's actions, Murong Nana shouted angrily and stopped him. She said, "Bing Chenxin, Polar Snow is unwell. Please leave immediately. Don't disturb his rest."
"So it's Great Elder Murong. I was wondering who dared to stop me."
Murong Nana's actions made Bing Chenxin stop in his tracks. He looked displeased and said, "Great Elder Murong, this is a private matter of the Ice Palace. Please do not interfere."
Mo Qingyun could not help but sigh when he saw Bing Chenxin's actions and the current situation. He said, "From the looks of it, grandmaster's authority in the ice hall has been taken away by someone else. No wonder his status has plummeted."
Mo Qingyun, who understood this, looked at Bing Chenxin with a wary expression.
He was Polar Snow's grand-disciple. If Bing Chenxin knew about this, he would definitely cause trouble for him.
Although he was not afraid of trouble, Bing Chenxin's identity and strength were not ordinary. It would not be wrong to be cautious.
That way, he wouldn't be caught off guard and fall into a trap.
"Bing Chenxin, are you trying to force me? If that's the case, please forgive me. I can't sit by and do nothing. "
Murong Nana did not back down in the face of Bing Chenxin's questioning. She stood in front of him with an unyielding attitude.
Murong Nana's domineering attitude caused Bing Chenxin to frown. He felt a strong sense of anger.
However, due to Murong Nana's strength, Bing Chenxin did not vent his anger even though he was furious.
. to you............................ are.. s... you......................... to.........
. king.
. "Polar Snow snorted.
Bing Chenxin did not care about Polar Snow's anger. He said, "The centennial Canonical Book of Exorcism will be here in a month. I hope you can attend it."
Bing Chenxin turned and left after he finished speaking. Polar Snow and the others were left with serious expressions.
"Bing Chenxin. That old thing. He's getting more and more overboard."
Bing Baijun clenched his fists and gritted his teeth in anger as he watched Bing Chenxin leave.
Bing Baijun retracted his gaze. He looked at Mo Qingyun with even more hatred.
Obviously, he had transferred his anger toward Bing Chenxin to Mo Qingyun.
Mo Qingyun did not care. He stood where he was calmly.
Murong Nana's face was tense as she watched Bing Chenxin and the others leave. She asked Polar Snow, "Polar Snow, when the Canonical Book of Exorcism is here, Bing Chenxin will definitely force you to abdicate. I can't stop him. Have you thought about how to deal with him?"
"Unless my injuries are healed, I can only give up my position to someone else."
Hearing Murong Nana's question, Polar Frost had a helpless expression on his face and sighed.
Polar Ice's answer caused Murong Nana and the others to fall silent. They all had helpless expressions.
Mo Qingyun hesitated when he saw everyone's reaction. He walked up to Polar Snow and said, "Grandmaster, can I check your injuries and see if I can help?"
"You?"
Mo Qingyun's request was immediately questioned by Bing Baijun. She curled her lips in disdain and said, "Even Senior Murong can't do anything. What can a mid-stage Eternity Realm cultivator do to cure Grandpa?"
"Baijun, don't be rude!"
Polar Snow reprimanded Bing Baijun when he saw her attitude.
When the Ice Demon Lord stopped him, Mo Qingyun did not back down. He looked at Bing Baijun in front of him and said, "Even though my chances of curing Grandmaster are slim, as Grandmaster's grandson, you should give it a try even if there is only a sliver of chance. You shouldn't stop me like this."
"Your self-righteous and condescending behavior is like a dog biting Lu Dongbin and not recognizing a good person's kindness. But it's also like you're unfilial."
"You …"
Mo Qingyun's mockery made Bing Baijun speechless.
The middle-aged woman who had been silent all this time raised her hand to stop Bing Baijun when she heard Mo Qingyun's words. She said, "Baijun, he's right. We shouldn't give up even if there's a slim chance. Let him take a look at Daddy."
"Yes!"
The middle-aged woman's words made Bing Baijun feel ashamed. She lowered her head and walked to the side.
Without Bing Baijun's obstruction, Mo Qingyun walked to the bed, picked up Polar Snow's hand, and injected a stream of Saint Power into his meridians.
The Saint Power entered Polar Snow's body and slowly circulated in his body to check his condition.
After a round of investigation, Mo Qingyun's brows furrowed, and his expression became heavy.
The condition of Polar Snow's body was far more serious than he had imagined.
Not only were his meridians and physical body damaged, but there was also a terrifying chill in his internal organs.
"I can use the Genesis Bloodline to heal the damage to his meridians and physical body."
"As for the chill in Grandmaster's body, I need to use the Fire of Civilization to slowly disperse it. It's a bit troublesome."
After learning about Polar Snow's condition, Mo Qingyun rubbed his chin and thought silently.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's actions, the middle-aged woman looked nervous. She took the initiative to ask Mo Qingyun, "Martial Nephew Mo, do you have a way to heal Father's injuries?"
"I do, but it's very troublesome."
Hearing the middle-aged woman's words, Mo Qingyun frowned and said, "According to my estimation, it'll take at least a month to heal Grandmaster's injuries."
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