The sect master of the Spirit Ruin Sect, Yang Yuntian, walked in with a few elders. The elders were still carrying Han Feiyu and the others who had been extremely arrogant on the Spirit Ruin Cliff. However, Han Feiyu's face was pale and his body was trembling non-stop. Being carried by a cold elder, he was like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.
"Greetings, senior!" Yang Yuntian walked in cautiously and respectfully bowed to Ye Xuan, who was sitting on the highest seat.
"What's the matter?" Ye Xuan's attitude towards Yang Yuntian was no longer as good as before after what had happened just now.
Seeing the change in Ye Xuan's attitude, Yang Yuntian could not help but bitterly laugh in his heart. He hated Elder Han, who had already died, even more. If he had not provoked this expert before him, how could things have ended up like this?
It should be known that before this incident, the expert before him had treated their Spirit Ruin Sect quite well. Although he had occupied a mountain in the Spirit Ruin Paradise as a cave, he had also given them two ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma as compensation. This was a good thing that many sects could only dream of. How much could the refined pills increase the cultivation of the elders in the sect? How much could it increase the sect's strength?
However, all of this had been reduced to nothing by Elder Han's death.
If it was not for the fact that Elder Han had died without even ashes left, Yang Yuntian and the other elders would have wanted to grind his bones and scatter his ashes.
However, Yang Yuntian had no other choice. Elder Han was already dead, and Ye Xuan seemed to be rather dissatisfied with the Spirit Ruin Sect. Right now, he could only do his best to restore Ye Xuan's impression of the Spirit Ruin Sect.
"Senior, this junior has specially come to ask for forgiveness for what happened just now!" Sighing in his heart, Yang Yuntian maintained a respectful expression as he said, "Based on this junior's understanding, the previous matter was completely caused by Han Hong alone. Han Hong's lifespan is running out, and recently he seemed to want to refine a cauldron of Yang Return Pills. It seems that he heard that senior's disciples seemed to have consumed a divine fruit that can allow them to be reborn, so he set his sights on senior's disciples."
"Damn! That old bastard really is a good-for-nothing. Not only does he want to kill us, he even wants to refine us into pills?" Pang Bo cursed furiously when he heard Yang Yuntian's words.
Not only Pang Bo, but even Ye Fan, Zhou Yi, Li Xiaoman, and the others were both angry and glad. They were angry that Elder Han was so crazy, but they were glad that Ye Xuan was here. Otherwise, they might have all been killed and turned into pills.
With that thought in mind, Zhou Yi, Wang Ziwen, and the others could not help but look gratefully at Ye Xuan who was sitting on the main seat.
"Was it really done by him alone?" Ye Xuan did not deny Yang Yuntian's words and looked at Yang Yuntian indifferently.
Although Ye Xuan did not reveal any of his aura, Yang Yuntian still felt a chill down his spine under his gaze, and his forehead could not help but break out in a cold sweat.
If this matter could not be explained clearly, the Spirit Ruins Grotto-heaven would probably flow with blood today.
After taking a deep breath, he said respectfully, "Senior, please understand. This matter was indeed done by Han Hong alone. If senior doesn't believe me, you can interrogate Han Hong's son, Han Feiyu. He was instructed by Han Hong to make these people disrespect your disciple."
Ye Xuan glanced at Han Feiyu and the others who were captured by the elder. How could he not see that their cultivation had been crippled? More than ten years of hard cultivation had gone to waste? He waved his hand indifferently and said, "Forget it. This matter ends here. You guys can handle the rest yourselves!"
"Yes, Senior. Thank you for your magnanimity. We will take our leave first!" Upon hearing Ye Xuan's words, Yang Yuntian immediately heaved a sigh of relief. Not daring to stay any longer, he hurriedly bowed and left with his people.
Watching Yang Yuntian and the other high and mighty Spirit Ruins Grotto-heaven's Sect Master and Elders leave, Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and the rest had different thoughts and their expressions could not help but change.
"What do all of you think about this matter?" Ye Xuan suddenly asked the people sitting in the hall, with a faint smile on his face, as he looked at the people sitting in the hall, whose expressions were constantly changing.
Everyone looked at each other and fell silent for a moment. Then, Zhou Yi stood up and said respectfully, "Holy Venerable, from this matter, I feel that this world is too cruel. Everything is based on strength, and the weak can only accept the domination of the strong. I will definitely work hard to cultivate in the future and control my own fate!"
"That's right. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid we would have been the meat on the chopping block here!" Wang Ziwen also stood up and said.
Hearing this, the rest also nodded their heads and expressed their agreement.
Ye Xuan nodded slightly and said to everyone, "I'm very pleased that you can see the essence of this world from this matter. This proves that you have started to understand this world."
"However, it's just cultivation, and it doesn't mean everything. Go back and rest for the next few days. I will let the people in the Spirit Ruins Grotto-heaven make arrangements. After a few days, all of you will be sent to the outside world for training!"
"Yes, thank you, Holy Venerable!" Everyone agreed. They knew that Ye Xuan was doing this for their own good.
"Ye Fan, you stay here. Stay here and cultivate for the next few days!" Ye Xuan said to Ye Fan.
"Yes, Master!" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Ye Fan was startled, and then he nodded in agreement. Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the others could not help but look at Ye Fan, who was standing still, with a hint of envy in their eyes.
However, there was nothing they could do about it. After all, Ye Fan was the disciple of the Holy Venerable. Although he was only an in-name disciple, he was still not someone strangers like them could compare to.
At that moment, everyone could not help but think about how they wanted Ye Xuan to take them as his disciple. However, they had forgotten about it due to the sudden arrival of Big Dipper. They could not help but remember it now.
However, they also knew that it was not the time to talk about it. They secretly made a mental note to remember it the next time the Holy Venerable summoned them.
After Pang Bo and the others left, Ye Xuan looked at Ye Fan and said, "Ye Fan, I'm sure you know that your physique is different from ordinary people, right?"
"Yes, Master. I've already learned from the Elder of Impartation that I have the Sacred Body of the Ancients. However, this physique was only suitable for cultivation several million years ago. It's no longer suitable for cultivation now, "Ye Fan said respectfully.
"Heh, you think so too?" Ye Xuan smiled faintly and looked at Ye Fan.
"No, I don't think so!" Ye Fan suddenly narrowed his eyes and said with determination, "As the saying goes, man can conquer nature! I believe that there is no such thing as an invincible physique. There is only an invincible person and an invincible heart. As long as there is no fear in the heart, you will definitely be able to break through all obstacles in your path and move forward! "
"Hahaha, good, not bad!" Ye Xuan could not help but smile when he heard what Ye Fan said. He nodded slightly and said, "You're right. There is no such thing as an invincible physique. There is only an invincible heart. You must remember this!"
"Yes, Master!" Ye Fan said with a serious expression.
"Alright, your physique is different from ordinary people. You will need ten, a hundred, or even a thousand times more Essence Qi of the world in the early stages of cultivation. Here is a bottle of the Demon Saint's blood. I've already removed the killing intent within it. As long as you can refine it, it should be enough for you to set foot on the Celestial Bridge Stage! " As he said that, Ye Xuan flipped his right hand and a small bottle the size of a palm appeared in his hand. He then flew it to Ye Fan.
"Thank you, Master!" Ye Fan was overjoyed and quickly bowed to thank him.
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