Looking at the high emotions and angry expressions of the crowd, Duan Qijun felt a chill in his heart and finally realized that he had been fooled.
Shura Palace is famous for its unity, and a group of elders are loyal to Shura Palace and take it as their responsibility to maintain the peace of Shura Palace. It is expected that Wutan saw this and repeatedly said these words to deliberately provoke his anger, causing him to lose his mind and fight, resulting in such consequences.
"What a calculating little bastard."
Duan Qijun cursed inwardly. He had heard about Wutan's deeds before, but he never took it to heart. He thought that a boy who was still wet behind the ears was not worth his attention at all. It was not until this moment that he finally realized that this boy was far beyond ordinary people in both character and wisdom.
"Wutian, what exactly do you want us to do in order to make you stop?" Duan Qijun said in a deep voice, his tone was no longer as arrogant as before, and there was some sign of submission in his voice.
"It's very simple. First, apologize to the Great Elder. Second, bow three times to this Palace Master. Third, Shura Palace has been serving for so long, it's time for you to do your part. Go to Zhongyaozhou and guard Shura City for me!" Wutan said as he stood up and walked towards the Great Elder.
"Impossible! I am one of the twelve previous venerables of Shura Palace, and I hold an extremely high status. It is absolutely impossible for me to apologize to the younger generation." Duan Qijun flatly refused, but did not mention the matter of going to Zhongyaozhou. It seemed that he agreed.
Wu Tian shook his head and ignored it. He walked straight to the Great Elder, took out a small bottle of monkey wine, and said with concern: "Great Elder, you have suffered a lot. This is the monkey wine I got from the ruins. It is very effective in healing injuries. Take it quickly to avoid leaving hidden injuries."
"Monkey wine!"
The Great Elder was startled and hurriedly saluted and said, "Palace Master Wu Tian, Monkey Wine is rare in the world and extremely precious. Please don't waste it! My injury is not a big deal and will heal in no time."
"What are you talking about, Great Elder! You are the pillar of Shura Palace, and you are highly respected. Although I am now the master of a branch palace, I should still address you as a senior according to seniority. Moreover, you have done me a great favor, so you must accept these monkey wines no matter what, otherwise you are looking down on me, Wu Tian."
Wutan spoke sincerely, which made the elders beside him feel warm in their hearts. They secretly sighed in their hearts that this is the kind of mind that a sect leader should have!
"Have I done you a great favor?" The Great Elder was stunned.
Wu Tian laughed and said, "Did the Great Elder forget that when I was weak, it was you..."
At this point, he glanced at the crowd around him and smiled cordially: "It was you all who helped me destroy the Yan Sect and the Huoyun Sect. Otherwise, I might still be fighting for blood feud today, or even dead. I will always remember this great kindness in my heart and will never forget it!"
The Great Elder smiled slightly and sighed, "Palace Master Wutian is too polite. We never thought that the ignorant boy would grow up to be a powerful leader and let Shura Palace go beyond Qinglongzhou."
"Yes! Time flies! Not only are you famous throughout the five continents, you have also become our Palace Master. However, we will always support you. We will not be like some people who do not do anything practical for the Shura Palace and start to take advantage of their seniority as soon as they come out."
The other elders also nodded and talked at the same time, and from time to time they looked at Duan Qijun with disgust, which was full of sarcasm, making Duan Qijun's face burning and ashamed. If the eight venerables were not still suffering here, he would have left long ago.
However, the longer they spent together, the more afraid Duan Qijun became of Wutan. He felt that he had underestimated the scheming of this young man. He was able to win the hearts of a group of elders with just a few words and make them his confidants. If it were him, he believed that he would never be able to do it.
"The commander of the army is really good. As long as the mainstays of the Shura Palace are on his side, even if the twelve great masters of the previous generation are still alive, when they teach the twelve great masters a lesson, they will not dare to do so to the commander of the army due to the people's support. Maybe they can only watch from the sidelines."
Jian Yi and the others communicated with each other, expressing their admiration for the legion commander's actions.
"When did the little emperor learn to show off? How disgusting." The little guy muttered. To be honest, Wutan didn't listen to it and attacked the Shura Palace, but instead won over a group of elders. It felt really bad.
Here, an elder spoke up and advised: "Great elder, since the Lord of Wutian Palace is so willing, you should accept it! Besides, the Lord of Wutian Palace has many rare treasures on him, he doesn't care about this little monkey wine at all."
"That's right. If you are left with hidden injuries, you will be the only one who suffers in the future, and some people may even be laughing in their hearts!" The second elder spoke, and his eyes swept over Duan Qijun, and the implication of his words was obvious.
"Okay, okay, Palace Master Wu Tian, your kindness is hard to refuse, so I will respectfully obey your command."
The great elder had a smile on his face. He took the monkey wine with both hands and opened the cork. A rich aroma of wine immediately wafted in all directions, making the elders nearby salivate and swallow.
The Great Elder took a sip as if he had found a treasure, then quickly corked the bottle and carefully kept it away.
"Don't worry, everyone. After I deal with that old thing, everyone will have a share of monkey wine." Wutan smiled and said something that surprised everyone.
Only then did Wu Tian turn around, glared at Duan Qijun, and shouted, "Drag him out and beat him up!"
Upon hearing this, the elemental powers of Jian Yi and the other four surged out crazily. The might of the holy soldiers was like a torrent, overwhelming them. Duan Qijun could only resist for a few breaths before he was shaken out of the Palace Master's Hall.
"Wutian, you are committing an insubordination..."
"Rebellion against superiors? Ask everyone, who is committing rebellion against superiors now?" Wutan sneered.
"you… "
Duan Qijun looked around and wanted to say something, but from everyone's expressions, he could only see gloating and disdain, so he consciously shut his mouth. Instead of blaming them, he might as well think carefully about how to deal with it next.
The power of the holy weapon was so terrifying that it was comparable to the pressure from a powerful warrior in the peerless stage. Although it had not fully recovered, no matter how confident he was, he did not dare to confront it head-on. His body even showed signs of trembling under the pressure.
"Brother, at this point, why don't you come out?" Duan Qijun sent a voice message.
"Twelfth brother, Wutan is deeply loved by everyone. If we go out to help you, it will not only be of no use, but will instead arouse their hatred towards us. You just take care of yourself!" A voice came into his mind, but it had a tone of indifference.
"Actually, what Wutan said is right. Since we have retired, we shouldn't come out and meddle in other people's business and interfere in the affairs of the palace. I just remembered these principles now. If we hadn't interfered, perhaps Shura Palace would no longer be what it is today." Another voice sounded, filled with a touch of emotion and regret.
Duan Qijun's first reaction when he heard this was that he was betrayed. His second reaction was to puff his beard and glare at Wu Tian, saying angrily, "Aren't you guys going too far? You asked me to come here to give Wu Tian a warning before, but now you say such sarcastic words. If you don't come forward to help, don't blame me for exposing all of you."
Duan Qijun was extremely angry. What kind of people were these? They had agreed before that if there was a problem, everyone would fight together. That was why he dared to be so arrogant. But now they chose to ignore everything and leave this mess for him to deal with. If he had known it would be like this, he would never have come out to act as a "hero"!
"Twelfth brother! Wu Tian was right when he said that you are not united enough. If you make a mistake, you should take the initiative to take responsibility instead of involving everyone else."
"Get lost! You're using me as a tool, and I won't let you off easily." Duan Qijun said angrily. Just as he was about to reveal everything to Wu Tian, the previous voice sounded again: "Twelfth brother, if you take it all on your own, I promise that I'll give you that thing."
Hearing this, Duan Qijun's body and mind trembled, and his eyes were filled with strong desire: "Do you mean what you said?"
"must!"
"That's fine."
Thousands of thoughts flashed through Duan Qijun's mind, but he couldn't resist the temptation in the end and nodded in agreement. He then looked at the holy soldiers floating above Jian Yi and the other five people, with a flash of fear in his eyes. He then looked at Wu Tian and said in a deep voice, "I apologize to you, but I have to let them go first."
Duan Qijun pointed at the eight great masters who were being brutally beaten by the little guy and the Insect King.
"It's too late to apologize now." Wu Tian sneered in his heart and ordered expressionlessly: "Beat him, as long as he doesn't die or become disabled."
"Wutian, you..."
Before Duan Qijun could finish his words, the god's left and right hands came down with the force of thunder, instantly submerging him completely. Screams rang out on the spot, echoing between heaven and earth for a long time!
Jian Yi and his five companions had been looking for an opportunity to succeed in their attack. After all, Duan Qijun's cultivation was terrifying. If he was prepared, no one would be able to stop him from escaping. Now, he was hit head-on by the Holy Soldiers. Although it was not fatal, it would still cause him heavy damage. With their strength, they were confident enough that they could easily stop him.
"Brothers and sisters, beat them up!"
Jian Yi and his two companions were like bandits coming down the mountain. They surrounded Duan Qijun and started beating him up with fists and kicks. Within a few breaths, Duan Qijun had a swollen nose and eyes, his body was weak, and he was wailing continuously. Their ferociousness made the elders who were watching feel cold in their hearts.
The two ghostly women looked at each other, and finally kept a distance from the three people. After all, they were women and still had to pay attention to their image. So they brought the holy soldiers back to Wutan's side and became cautiously alert.
Hearing the noise outside, the little guy and the Insect King stopped and landed on Wu Tian's shoulders. When they found that Duan Qijun really had no strength to resist, they both flew away and shouted in unison: "Go away, let us do it."
Jian Yi and the other two were very conscious. They looked at the bloody figure lying on the ground with sympathy, then turned into a triangle, facing outwards, and protected the little guy and the Insect King well to prevent them from being attacked.
"You bastard, get out of here, I let you show off just now. Today, even if you call me grandpa, ancestor, or Frog Master, I will not let you off easily." The little guy was furious, waving his little paws repeatedly, and giving dozens of slaps in the face in an instant.
"You weakling, you weren't that awesome just now, hurry up and get up, we're going to fight for 300 rounds, you f*cking don't give me face, right? Get up, get up quickly, you're not getting up yet, right? Damn it, you shameless guy, if you don't get up, I'll beat you up..."
The elders looked at each other in bewilderment. These two little beasts were too crazy! After all, they were also the twelve venerables of the previous generation, and were even stronger ones in the Perfection Stage. Even if they made a thousand mistakes, they could just be taught a lesson. They didn't have to be so cruel!
"Wutian, have you had enough?" Duan Qijun shouted angrily.
"No."
Wutan didn't say anything. The little guy and the Insect King spoke at the same time, using all their strength, becoming more and more ferocious. They specifically hit Duan Qijun on the mouth, and while hitting him, they were spitting feces and all kinds of vicious words from their mouths.
"Wu Tian, be merciful when you can. Leave some room for everything and don't completely destroy your own retreat." Suddenly, a faint voice sounded, and one could clearly hear a hint of anger and threat in it.
"These old monsters are really not dead." Wu Tian muttered. As soon as he spoke, he felt seven auras locking onto him instantly. However, he did not care and said calmly, "This hall master has given him face before, but he did not cherish it. What? You don't want to take good care of your retirement, but you want to come out and get beaten?"
"We are here not to be your enemy, but to settle this dispute."
As soon as the words fell, eleven figures stepped out from the void, with fluttering clothes and extraordinary temperament. Each of them had an extremely majestic aura, like a vast ocean, rolling towards Wutan!
(End of this chapter)