Her name was Bing Wuqing. In terms of age, she was not much older than Xue Jianfeng. In fact, she was even a few years younger. However, her strength was there for all to see. Even Xue Jianfeng could only pinch his nose and call her Uncle-Master. The so-called number one Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Archaic Alliance was nothing in front of Bing Wuqing, because that title was left over from her playing.
Two generations of the number one Foundation Establishment cultivators had come from the Snow Sword Faction. From this point alone, the Snow Sword Faction's foundation was indeed extraordinary. In the entire Archaic Alliance, it was a top-notch existence among the ten small sects and clans. If they had one or two more Nascent Soul cultivators, it would not be impossible for them to challenge the four major sects and clans.
However, this was not a good thing for Xue Jianfeng. He had always considered himself the successor of the Snow Sword Faction. With such an Uncle-Master above him, no matter who it was, they would not be in a good mood.
If it was possible, Xue Jianfeng would definitely not let the higher-ups send such an Uncle-Master. It was a pity that his father was only the deputy head of the Snow Sword Faction. Although his status and power in the Snow Sword Faction were not low, it was far from the point where he could cover the sky with one hand. Moreover, Coold's master was not an ordinary person. He would definitely try to argue for what was right. In the end, the Snow Sword Faction sent Bing Wuqing, who was more neutral, to balance the situation.
Bing Wuqing looked at Xue Jianfeng expressionlessly and said in a cold voice, "From today onwards, all the disciples of the Snow Sword Faction who are training are under my command. You are no longer the leader."
"Yes, I understand." Xue Jianfeng nodded hurriedly. He did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Bing Wuqing. Moreover, this was his suggestion from the beginning. Ever since he fought with Lin Yi, he knew that he had no hope of revenge with his own strength. Therefore, he could only think of a way to ask for help from the Snow Sword Faction.
Of course, this wasn't something they could ask for help just because they wanted to. If there wasn't a good reason, then they wouldn't be able to get past the Archaic Alliance. The reason Xue Jianfeng gave was that his dantian had been crippled, and there was no one among the disciples of the Snow Sword School who could take his place as the eldest senior disciple. Without a leader, it would be easy for something to happen. So, he asked the Snow Sword School to get rid of another senior disciple.
The reason sounded reasonable, so the Archaic Alliance did not stop it and allowed the Snow Sword Faction to send out Bing Wuqing, the Uncle Master leading the team again. There was only one condition, and that was that Bing Wuqing could only lead the disciples of her own Snow Sword Faction. She was not allowed to order the disciples of other Archaic Sects around, and she was not allowed to fight for power with Xin Yijie. After all, Xin Yijie was the recognized rightful Uncle Master leading the team in the secular world.
"Where's Leng Leng? Call her over." Bing Wuqing said directly. Other than leading the disciples of the Snow Sword Faction for the training, she had another important mission, which was to send Leng Leng back to the Archaic Underworld.
The sect's life was greater than the sky. Ever since they found out that Leng Leng had disobeyed the order, the senior disciples of the Snow Sword Faction had been quarreling like a pot of porridge. The two factions had a small quarrel every day, and a big quarrel every three days. Vice Leader Xue swore to punish Leng Leng to avenge her son, while Leng Leng's Master argued with reason every time. But no matter what the final outcome was, there was one thing that couldn't be discussed, and that was that Leng Leng had to be sent back as soon as possible. Otherwise, her continuous disobedience would be seen as a traitor, and even Leng Leng's Master would not be able to save her.
"This … I'm afraid it's not possible …" Xue Jianfeng shook his head, looking troubled.
"What's not possible?" Bing Wuqing frowned slightly. Regarding the matter of Leng Leng, he did not have a clear stance. He was purely carrying out orders. As long as Leng Leng was sent back to the Archaic Underworld, no matter what the final outcome was, it would have nothing to do with him.
"She has now completely betrayed the sect. Unless we use force, as a Senior Brother, there's no way I can summon her." Xue Jianfeng laughed bitterly, then added, "Even if it's Master Bing's order, I'm afraid she won't listen to it."
"Really?" Bing Wuqing's aura was already extremely cold to begin with, and this time, the temperature dropped even further. Even Xue Jianfeng subconsciously hugged his arms tightly.
"Seeing is believing. It's a waste of my words here. Why don't you make a trip there yourself, Master Bing? We'll know if it's true or not." Xue Jianfeng's tone was rather sincere, and he looked fair and objective. He did not have the slightest intention of slandering Leng Leng.
Bing Wuqing glanced at him. Although he did not have a clear stance, if Leng Leng really dared to disobey his orders, then she would undoubtedly be Bing Wuqing's enemy. When dealing with traitorous disciples, Bing Wuqing's principle had always been to kill without mercy!
"Alright, lead the way." Bing Wuqing's eyes narrowed into thin slits.
"Yes, Master Bing, please follow me." Xue Jianfeng nodded repeatedly, and at the same time, he was overjoyed. He knew that with Lin Yi's stubbornness, he would never hand Leng Leng over to the Snow Sword School easily. And with Bing Wuqing's character, she might just make a move at any time. She was a true early-stage Gold Elixir expert, and Lin Yi was nothing in front of her!
Under Xue Jianfeng's lead, Bing Wuqing soon arrived at the small island assigned to the Blue Cloud Sect on the north island. At this time, Xin Yijie was personally explaining the entry-level mental cultivation method to a few prospective disciples. When he looked up, he saw Bing Wuqing coming toward him with a cold aura, and he immediately frowned.
"Bing Wuqing? What are you doing here? " Xin Yijie was slightly stunned. The circle of the small Jianghu in the Far Ancient Era was not as big as that of the Heaven-level Island. The Blue Cloud Sect and the Snow Sword School were both part of the ten small sects and families, so they had a lot of communication in various aspects. Moreover, he and Bing Wuqing were both early-stage Gold Elixir experts, so naturally, they had met several times.
"Hand Leng Leng over." Bing Wuqing had no intention of making small talk with him, and directly demanded Leng Leng Leng.
"What do you mean? Coming here to ask for Leng Leng? Bing Wuqing, aren't you being too arrogant? " Xin Yijie's face darkened. Although they were both early-stage Gold Elixir experts, in terms of experience, he was far more experienced than Bing Wuqing. Moreover, he was the Master Uncle who was leading the team in the secular world this time, so Bing Wuqing had no reason to ignore him.
"Hand Leng Leng over." Bing Wuqing repeated herself, and just stared at Xin Yijie expressionlessly. Her attitude was so tough that it was a complete mess. Xue Jianfeng, who was standing at the side, could not help but feel pleased when he saw this scene. Although Bing Wuqing was not the same kind of person as him, it was really delightful to see Xin Yijie, the old bastard, being humiliated.
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