Chapter 62
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They didn't know what had happened, but when they heard the screams, they knew that something had happened to the young man.
The three people standing to the left of the woman surnamed Fu were incomparably pale. The thin young woman's legs went soft and she knelt on the ground, begging for mercy, "Disciple has sinned. Please spare my life, Martial Aunt! Disciple won't dare to do it again. "
When the other two saw this, they also knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
The woman surnamed Fu coldly swept her gaze over the three of them, but she didn't say anything. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the sky as if she were waiting for the black-clothed man to return.
A middle-aged man with a full beard chuckled and said, "Hehe, I remember the last new disciple who cheated. The evidence was conclusive, but he still didn't admit his guilt and even tried to escape on his magic tool. In the end, he was caught and had one of his hands cut off, his magic power crippled, and he was expelled from the sect."
A large man in yellow robes with a yellow wooden sword on his back snorted and sneered, "Humph, these new disciples have been spoiled by their families. They don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Do they really think that just because they have the support of a Core Formation cultivator, they can casually violate the sect's rules? Do they think our sect is a third-rate sect?"
"That's right. Martial Uncle Shangguan's grandfather is a Yuanying cultivator. Besides, the Taiqing Palace isn't his home. Do you think his great grandfather would dare to come knocking on our door?"
The voices of these people were very loud, and they didn't bother to hide it from the others. It was as if they were speaking for others to hear.
The new disciples, especially those who were born in the cultivation clans, heard these words and their expressions changed slightly. Indeed, from their point of view, even if the Tai Qing Palace was the number one sect of the Orthodox Dao, their clans had Core Formation cultivators. Even if the Tai Qing Palace didn't give face to the monk, they would still give face to the Buddha. Even if they broke the sect's rules, they wouldn't really punish them. At most, they would reprimand them.
When Wang Changsheng heard these words, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. On the contrary, he agreed with the Taiqing Palace's decision. He came from a small family, so his cultivation resources were not as good as those of his peers from big families. If he couldn't be treated equally in front of the sect rules, even if he didn't say anything, he would feel uncomfortable in his heart and wouldn't have much of a sense of identity with the sect.
Not long after, a man in black riding a giant black eagle appeared above the bluestone platform. What was eye-catching was that the giant black eagle was holding a bloody corpse in one of its claws. It was the young man.
When they saw this scene, Immortal Wang and the other young disciples' expressions changed greatly. The older disciples were still a bit better, but a hint of shock flashed past their eyes. They didn't expect the young man to actually be killed either.
"Li Xuan, you cheated in the competition. After being questioned, you repeatedly denied it. Furthermore, you resisted arrest and attacked a law enforcement disciple. According to the seventy-ninth sect rule, you will be killed without mercy." The black-clothed man's cold voice echoed above the bluestone platform.
The black-clothed man swept his gaze over the eight people under the woman surnamed Fu and indifferently said, "As for the others who cheated, take them back to the Law Enforcement Hall for interrogation and punish them according to the sect rules. Don't worry, they won't be forced to confess under torture."
As soon as his voice fell, a group of black-clothed cultivators standing near the platform walked towards the eight people, each of them holding a black rope in their hands.
Because of the young man's example, although the cheaters were somewhat dissatisfied, they didn't dare to resist and obediently allowed the black-clothed cultivators to tie them up with the black rope.
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