Feng Xiangtian said in a deep voice, "Looks like you're going to resist till the end and refuse to admit it?"
Yue Qianchou stood there with a wronged look and didn't say a word. It was as if he didn't do it, how could he admit it?
"You were originally a disciple of Aung Kwang-tsung, why did you join Fu Xian Island? Speak! What are your intentions? "Feng Xiangtian shouted. Although he said that, he couldn't bear it in his heart. Such a rare and good seedling was going to be destroyed here.
Damn it! I'm exposed! Yue Qianchou didn't reply to him. Instead, he turned around and bowed deeply to Guan Weiwu. With a distressed expression, he said, "This disciple was originally a commoner in the mortal world. My family was quite wealthy, and I originally wanted to live a carefree life! Fortunately, my ancestors saved Aung Kwang-tsung's Sect Master, Liu Changqing. In order to repay the kindness, Liu Changqing brought me to Aung Kwang-tsung to cultivate even though I didn't have a spiritual root to cultivate. Then, I became master and disciple with Sect Master, Hao Sansi. Under the encouragement of my master, this disciple concentrated on training day and night, not daring to slack off for even a day. Perhaps it was heaven rewarding the diligent, I was a disciple of the Azure Light Sect who had no spiritual roots and was humiliated by my fellow disciples. One day, I was enlightened and stepped into the refining qi stage. This should have been a happy event, but who would have thought that my master would warn me not to reveal a bit of my cultivation in front of others. At that time, this disciple didn't understand. Later, because my master was attacked and died, I was so angry that I exchanged a palm strike with the head's grandson Liu Zheng Guang and revealed my cultivation. Afterwards, I understood why my master repeatedly warned me not to reveal my cultivation. "
Yue Qianchou looked at everyone and bowed to Guan Weiwu again, "Sect Master, Liu Changqing kept sending elders to ask me to reveal my cultivation secrets. But how could I have any cultivation secrets? I only know how to make up for my lack of cultivation with diligence! Because of this, I was demoted to a spirit stone mine to do hard labor. It was only a day after my master passed away! They couldn't wait any longer. So be it if you have to do hard labor! But the Sect Leader didn't want to let me go. He sent Elder Lu Wanqian to threaten and bribe me. I almost died in his hands several times, but I didn't know any cultivation secrets. How could I tell him? Then, one day, the Magic Illusion Palace attacked the Spirit Stone Mine. The dignified Elder of the Aung Kwang-tsung, Lu Wanwan, used me as a shield in order to escape. Fortunately, this disciple was lucky enough to survive. Looking at the whole Spirit Stone Mine, I was disheartened and didn't think about cultivation anymore. So, I left quietly, thinking that it was just a nightmare and that I never came to Aung Kwang-tsung. "
Everyone from the Supporting Immortals Island sighed. It turned out that Yue Qianchou had such a miserable experience. Imagine a disciple without spiritual roots suddenly being able to cultivate. Some sects would indeed use all kinds of means. Who would have thought that Yue Qianchou was an exception with extraordinary talent? However, a dignified righteous sect actually did such a thing to their own disciple. Anyone would be disappointed and leave Aung Kwang-tsung just like that. Everyone glanced at the green-robed elder and couldn't help but reveal a trace of disdain.
When Qing Nu, who was beside Feng Xiangtian, heard Yue Qianchou's words, a few of his white beards were already broken. He cupped his hands at everyone and sighed, "I won't hide my shame. I also heard about this matter after the incident. It was indeed those evil disciples who were devoid of conscience and did the wrong thing first. Sigh! Let's not talk about the sect's misfortune! How shameful! "
These words undoubtedly proved that Yue Qianchou's words were true, and everyone felt even more sympathy for Yue Qianchou from the bottom of their hearts. Especially the Cultivation Pavilion's Principal Elder, Ou Sihai. He thought to himself, 'Aung Kwang-tsung didn't want such an outstanding disciple. Now that he has entered my Supporting Immortals Island, he is my Supporting Immortals Island's disciple. How dare you, a mere Aung Kwang-tsung, come to my Supporting Immortals Island to ask for him? This is outrageous!' He had been thinking about how to get Yue Qianchou into his Cultivation Pavilion.
"Brother Qing, don't blame yourself!" Feng Xiangtian calmly comforted him. He faced Yue Qianchou and said in a deep voice, "Where did you get the Supporting Immortals Token from back then?"
Yue Qianchou still didn't answer him directly. Instead, he bowed to Guan Weiwu, causing everyone to frown. He was clearly not putting the Sect Master in his eyes! Feng Xiangtian was expressionless. The former bowed and said, "After leaving Aung Kwang-tsung, I wandered around. Once, I met an injured Qi Refinement Stage cultivator who was on the verge of death. Unfortunately, I couldn't save him no matter how hard I tried. Before he died, he said that he was originally a disciple expelled by Supporting Immortals Island. His name was Ji Wushuang. He gave me a token to repay my kindness and said that I could join Supporting Immortals Island with this token. I originally gave up on the idea of cultivating, but when I heard that it was the world's largest sect, I couldn't help but want to give it a try. In the end, I became a disciple of Supporting Immortals Island. "
"Ji Wushuang?" Feng Xiangtian frowned. He looked around and asked, "Is there a disciple called Ji Wushuang among the expelled disciples?" Ou Sihai suddenly sighed and said, "Sect Master, Yue Qianchou is right. There was a disciple who was expelled from the sect called Ji Wushuang. He was a disciple of the Cultivation Pavilion. He was the grandson of the late Elder Ji. His father died in battle for Supporting Immortals Island. I didn't expect … Sigh!"
"Elder Ji's grandson? Three generations of his grandfather and grandson are all dead? " Feng Xiangtian paused. Everyone looked at each other in dismay. Their expressions were a bit sad. The disciples who were expelled from the sect didn't have a good ending. They didn't think that even the grandson of a dignified elder of the Cultivation Pavilion would end up like this. The elders who were able to hold the Immortal Supporting Medallion were all senior elders!
Feng Xiangtian came back to his senses and shouted, "Why did you kill Sect Master Aung Kwang-tsung?"
"I didn't kill him." Yue Qianchou kept staring at Guan Weiwu, who felt uncomfortable under his gaze.
"You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!" Feng Xiangtian snorted. At first, he wanted to protect Guan Weiwu. After all, talents were rare. However, Guan Weiwu had repeatedly looked down on him and even dared to deceive him. How could he put his face as the Sect Master? He was simply courting death. Feng Xiangtian shouted towards the outside, "Bring him in."
Two disciples pushed a person in. As soon as the person came in, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed to everyone. Trembling, he said, "Great Immortals, Great Immortals …"
Yue Qianchou didn't even look at that person. He only stared at his master, Guan Weiwu. Feng Xiangtian pointed at Yue Qianchou and shouted to that person, "Come forward. See if he is the person who released those flying swords that night."
"Yes, yes, yes …" That person scrambled over. When he looked back, he immediately cried out in joy, "Eldest Young Master!" Then, he nodded to Feng Xiangtian and said, "That night, it was my Eldest Young Master who released those flying swords and fought with the evil person who destroyed my Yue Clan!"
Yue Qianchou was slightly stunned. He looked down and saw that the person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember his name. He then looked at the clothes he was wearing. It was the uniform of the Yue Residence's servants. He couldn't help but shake his head with a bitter smile. What else could he say?
Feng Xiangtian said with an expressionless face, "Yue Qianchou, what else do you have to say?"
Yue Qianchou didn't answer. He looked at Guan Weiwu and said with a faint smile, "Master! Could it be that you have nothing to say? "
When he said that, his heart turned cold. He said those words to Guan Weiwu because he wanted to tell Guan Weiwu about his difficulties and hope that Master could understand. But as his Master, Guan Weiwu actually didn't say a word for him. He didn't have any intention of protecting him. Could it be that the relationship between the two of them was so bad in the past? Since things had come to this, was there a need to stay on Fuxian Island?
The smile on Yue Qianchou's face gradually faded. He slowly closed his eyes. Seeing his disciple like this, a look of pain flashed across Guan Weiwu's face. It wasn't that he didn't want to speak for his disciple. In fact, after he knew about this matter, he immediately went to find his senior brother, hoping that his senior brother would show mercy.
But the latter immediately scolded him, saying that this matter involved other sects, and whether it was fair or not was related to the reputation of Fuxian Island. He sternly warned him that as Yue Qianchou's Master, he shouldn't intervene in this matter. He knew how to deal with it. Ferdinand was also warned.
Yue Qianchou suddenly opened his eyes. His face was full of coldness. Suddenly, he knelt down in front of Guan Weiwu and kowtowed three times in a row. After standing up, he brushed the hem of his gown with one hand and pulled it with both hands. With a "hiss" sound, the front hem of the gown was torn off on the spot. He pinched it with one hand and slowly raised it towards everyone.
Everyone was stunned. They didn't know what he meant. He raised the torn hem of the gown and shouted in a deep voice, "Master, once this gown is torn, you and I are no longer friends. We don't owe each other anything! From now on, I, Yue Qianchou, have nothing to do with Fuxian Island! From now on, I, Yue Qianchou, am free to fly in the sky and fish in the sea. No one can control me, Yue Qianchou … "
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