"Her black order was confiscated?" The black market owner sneered, "Who is so bold? Chop off his hands!" He paused and said with displeasure, "The branches below also need to be reorganized. There are really no rules at all."
"Yes." The old man lowered his eyes and responded, not daring to speak again.
After a while, the black market owner asked again: "Where is Feng Jiu now?"
"She should be in Xuanyuan Palace at the moment." The old man said, and then asked, "Master, do you want her to come over?"
"Forget it, we'll have a chance to meet again in the future." He waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
The old man bent over and left. After the old man left, the owner of the black market walked to the window and looked out. The sky was hazy, the moon was high in the sky, and the stars in the night sky were shining brightly...
On the other side, in the upper continent, Huaxian Sect.
Huaxian Sect is one of the four major righteous sects in the Upper Reaches Continent. Here, there are children of noble families from all over the Upper Reaches Continent, and there are many people with outstanding talents.
The children of the major families in the upper reaches of the continent are proud of being able to enter the four great immortal sects. One reason is not only because they have the support of a major sect, but also because all of them are powerful and outstanding people.
The disciples of the four great sects, no matter where they were placed, were definitely better than others. And the masters of these people, as well as the masters of each peak, were even more extraordinary.
Now, Yuan Qing Zhenjun of Hua Xian Sect was ambushed and poisoned, and his life is hanging by a thread. Even if Hua Xian Sect wanted to cover up this matter, it could not stop the news from spreading.
Almost as soon as the news spread, some expressed regret, some sighed, and some were secretly happy.
Each of those True Lords is the pillar of the sect. If one of them dies, the blow to the Huaxian Sect can be imagined. As far as they know, this True Lord Yuanqing does not have many disciples like the others. He only has one disciple, named Murong Yixuan.
That night, on one of the main peaks of the Huaxian Sect, all the peak masters and sect masters of the sect gathered here, each of them with a solemn face, causing the atmosphere in this immortal cave to be depressing.
"Have you informed Master Yuanqing's disciple?" The sect leader looked at everyone and asked.
"We notified him two hours ago, but he hasn't come back yet," one person answered.
"Why hasn't Murong Yixuan come back at this critical moment? The sect's teleportation array only takes half an hour to arrive, but he is still nowhere to be seen. It's really outrageous!" said a True Lord who was on good terms with True Lord Yuan Qing with a gloomy face.
"What's funny is that the crazy old man actually said that he can't die." The True Lord with a dark face snorted heavily: "No one in the entire sect can do anything, and the situation is like this. I want to see if everything will be fine. Otherwise, I will destroy his reputation!"
The others didn't say anything, but sighed in their hearts. They were afraid that Yuan Qing Zhen Jun would not be able to survive this time. However, the crazy old man in their sect who was idle and crazy said that Yuan Qing Zhen Jun was not destined to die.
They hoped that True Lord Yuan Qing would be fine as he said, but the situation was like this now and it was clear that everyone was helpless. Who could save him