Chapter 343
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Suddenly, the disdainful voice of the Fire Phoenix's beast origin spirit rang in his mind. "Tsk, a mere Heaven Grade Spiritual Artifact can make you so happy. If it was in the past, I would have melted it with a single flame."
Long Bufan snorted and retorted, "So you're talking about the past. Now, you're just a beast origin spirit without a physical body, and you still have to live in my soul."
The Fire Phoenix was speechless for a moment, but it didn't fly into a rage because of Long Bufan's words. It just snorted and didn't say anything else.
Long Bufan rubbed his nose as a wisp of an arc appeared on the corners of his mouth. He was just probing just now. It looked like the Fire Phoenix had really acknowledged him as a descendant of the Phoenix Bloodline Clan and wouldn't harm him. Perhaps it would even help him when he was in danger.
Of course, that was under the premise that it didn't know the truth. If it knew that Long Bufan was a fake descendant of the Phoenix Blood Clan, it wouldn't be hard to imagine what would happen to Long Bufan given his current strength.
The next morning, the sun that was supposed to rise hid behind thick dark clouds. The clouds in the east were covered with a layer of dusky color, as if it was refusing to come.
However, the world was unpredictable. Many things couldn't be stopped no matter how much they delayed, how carefully they planned, or even if they used one as two, they couldn't stop the arrival of that moment. For example, the Faction's verdict on Long Bufan.
"Creak ~"
The iron gate of the courtyard was pushed open and five Deacons in black robes walked in. They were wearing masks and had no expression. The one in the middle said to Long Bufan coldly, "Come with us."
Long Bufan's heart sank. He frowned and asked, "Where are we going?"
"The Hall of Punishment."
After that, the Deacon in black robes didn't say anything else. He undid the Gravity Shackles on Long Bufan's hands and flew up with him in tow.
Just like that, under the 'escort' of the five Black Robed Deacons, Long Bufan leisurely flew towards the Disciplinary Hall of the sect, a place that was feared by many.
Along the way, many Outer Palace Disciples from Ling Xuanwu Province looked up curiously at Long Bufan, who was acting like a Palace Master. Some of the Outer Palace Disciples who knew about the situation in the Mystic Realm were loudly explaining to their companions.
In less than a moment, most of the Outer Palace disciples in Ling Xuanwu Province were shocked by this very famous young man in the Sect.
Gradually, the group grew larger and larger. Even some curious odd job disciples followed the Outer Palace disciples and walked toward the Inner Palace's Punishment Chamber.
The disciplinary hall of the Spirit Profound Martial House, unless someone had committed a major crime, it would normally not be opened.
The disciples of the sect had always strictly adhered to the rules of the sect, and very few of them would make mistakes. However, the Punishment Hall, which had been silent for many years, was reopened today.
And all of this was because of Long Bufan.
"Junior Brother Long, we support you!!"
Outside of the Hall of Punishment, Big Fatty Zhu and the other servants of the Ovens were shouting and cheering. They had even pulled up a banner they had prepared beforehand, upon which were written in large, crooked letters. "Anyone who strengthens our sect will be acquitted!" Big Fatty Zhu and the other servants of the Ovens were all shouting and cheering.
Long Yunfei, Lin Yan, and Raymond were among them. They had made their own loudspeakers and were shouting with all their might:
"Those who strengthen the Sect are acquitted!"
"Those who strengthen the Sect are acquitted!"
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