The old woman narrowed her eyes with a dark expression and snorted, "I'm only here for personal matters and have no intention of breaking the agreement. I'm only here to seek justice for my great-grandson. What? Is there anything wrong with that? "
There was nothing wrong with an elder taking care of the younger generation and standing up for them.
Was it wrong for the Poison Sect to kill a traitor? There was nothing wrong with that either.
Since both sides were in the wrong, how should they resolve the conflict?
The three elders flew over and sneered, "Since it's a private matter, it's easy to talk about it. This is the Poison Sect's world and you're not welcome here. Go back where you came from. Secondly, Wuhua is a traitor of the Poison Sect. According to our rules, it's only right to kill traitors."
Murderous intent swirled in the old woman's eyes. As Wu Zun, she had never been afraid of crowds.
She snorted and said, "My great-grandson's master was killed, and my great-grandson was almost killed as well. Then, should I take revenge for my great-grandson or stop those people who killed my great-grandson?"
Logically speaking, both sides were in the right.
This was going to be a little difficult.
The Poison Sect Master couldn't sit still either. This matter needed to be resolved and only he had the right to negotiate. His position in the sect was unique and his words were final.
He arrived in front of the crowd and they bowed to him.
He sneered and said calmly, "Since you're not in the wrong and we're not in the wrong either, let's see whose fist is bigger."
The Poison Sect Master didn't fear the old woman. She was just a mere clone and couldn't even hurt his disciple, much less him.
He took two steps forward, releasing a majestic aura that locked onto the old woman. He said disdainfully, "I'd advise you to think this through. This is the Poison Sect. The Poison Sect manages its own affairs and doesn't allow outsiders to interfere. Once you do, you might be held responsible for it."
Everyone in the Poison Sect understood this principle. All traitors had to die and no one was allowed to interfere, even if that person was Wu Zun.
The old woman's expression fluctuated. It was just as the Poison Sect's sect master had said. This was the Poison Sect, not a place where she could act as she pleased. Once the Poison Sect's wrath flared up, this clone of hers would definitely die here. It wasn't easy to refine a clone, and once it was lost, it would affect the main body, so it was best to cherish it.
Wu Hua's face turned ugly. He really didn't expect that Xiao Yang would have so many people protecting him. Damn it.
No matter how he looked at it, this Xiao Yang was more or less the same as him. Why was Xiao Yang so popular? The sect must be biased, he thought viciously. His heart grew more and more unkind as his malice towards the Poison Sect grew.
"Ancestor, I don't think it's a good time to take revenge today. Why don't we wait for our great-grandson to succeed and settle the score with them personally? What do you think?"
Wuhua shouted at the old woman. He was not a fool and knew when to advance and retreat.
The entire Poison Sect wanted to kill him. It was already good enough that they were able to protect him. How could he still hope to take revenge? Revenge was impossible and even escaping would be difficult. Wu Hua was very worried about this.
The old woman's expression was still uncertain. However, she had to admit that what Wu Hua said made sense. If the two sides completely fell out, it would be difficult to walk out of here.
From the start, the Poison Sect had held back and only watched from the sidelines.
The old woman was the same. She hadn't planned to kill Wu Hua from the start, which showed that both sides were apprehensive and wary.
She took a deep breath and revealed a rare smile. Looking at Wu Hua with gratification, she said, "Very good, it's rare for you to be so sensible. Then let's go. When you grow up in the future, you can take revenge on your own."
The Poison Sect was far from being able to compare to the Celestial Sect. Once Wu Hua returned to the Celestial Sect Realm, he would have the support of the Wu Hua family's resources. His cultivation speed would definitely be faster than it was here. That way, the Poison Sect's geniuses would only be able to hang him up and beat him.
The old woman had no doubts about this.
"Yes, ancestor."
Wu Hua replied proudly, then raised his head and walked proudly towards the old woman. He looked so amazing that it was as if no one dared to provoke him.
"What do you take my Poison Sect for? You think you can come and go as you please? Did you ask for my permission? "
At first, the scene was silent. Most of the Poison Sect members were silent because they'd tacitly agreed that the old woman and Wu Hua should leave. But when this faint voice echoed through the air, everyone couldn't help but turn to look.
Xiao Yang had spoken, his expression indifferent.
Before, they'd relied on Wu Zun's support to threaten to kill him. Now that his backer was here, what right did they have to leave just because they said so? Did they get my permission?
That was what Xiao Yang was thinking.
He'd already thought it through. Excluding the ten pavilion elders and three elders, he only needed to fight his master. Wu Zun against Wu Zun, and he against Wu Hua. He was one hundred percent confident that he could beat Wu Hua to death.
"Oh? Can't I leave even if I want to? Do you want me to stay for dinner? "
The old woman sneered as she stared disdainfully at Xiao Yang.
She was a strong person to begin with and had supported Wu Hua's revenge from the very beginning. She'd even made a move against the Poison Sect. Now that she was willing to let go of her grudge, she'd already compromised. Did this Xiao Yang want to court death?
"So what if we've shed all pretenses of cordiality? Do you think I, Xiao Yang, will be afraid of you? "
Xiao Yang snorted. He was also a newborn calf who wasn't afraid of tigers. After the Poison Sect Master untied him, he regained his freedom.
Then, he used the Greater Teleportation Technique. The power of teleportation burst out and engulfed Wu Hua. In an instant, Wu Hua was in front of him.
He reached out with one hand and easily grabbed Wu Hua by the neck. Then he stared coldly at the old woman and sneered, "Now what move do you have?"
As Xiao Yang mocked, he reached out and slapped Wu Hua hard across the face.
The slap reverberated through the air, loud enough for everyone to hear.
Ah!
Wu Hua couldn't help but scream in pain. He clutched his stinging cheek and glared hatefully at Xiao Yang. At the same time, there was fear in the depths of his eyes.
Xiao Yang was his nightmare. He didn't dare provoke him.
"Ancestor, save me! Ancestor!"
In Xiao Yang's hands, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to struggle. He could only cry out pitifully at the old woman with a pitiful expression.
What a useless thing, the old woman thought angrily. They're both young people of the same age, so why is there such a big difference?
Forget it. No matter how useless he is, he's still a member of the Wu Hua family. I can't just abandon him.
The old woman narrowed her eyes, releasing a shocking murderous intent. Her gaze paused on Xiao Yang and she said with a baleful aura, "Brat, you're courting death."
It was no wonder that he was so angry. It was fine that her great-grandson was useless, but this damned Xiao Yang was only a sixth level Martial Ancestor. Yet, he kept jumping in front of her and challenged her authority. How could she tolerate this?
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