Feng Wuya sneered repeatedly, saying, "Is this how your Fengyun Peak bullies the people of my Feng family? I must settle this matter!"
His eyes were like torches, turning to Qin Ranran and saying, "This matter started because of you, and you must also give an explanation."
The four of you go to my Fengluan Peak, where I will personally open a court to hear the case."
Hearing this, He Ping's face was flushed with excitement, and she said with tears of gratitude, "Thank you, Elder Ancestor, for seeking justice for me!"
She kowtowed like a chicken pecking at rice, her forehead touching the ground, drawing blood.
Afterward, Feng Wuya's gaze swept sharply across the crowd, and he shouted, "You little brats still haven't left? When are you waiting for?"
However, his Nascent Soul stage pressure was like a clay ox entering the sea, and a beautiful woman as cold as frost stood there, like a divine needle stabilizing the sea.
The pressure and killing intent on her body were even more intense than Xiao Mowen's.
Du Yutong's lips slightly curved, and she said lightly, "Elder Feng, such great prestige, daring to bully my disciples.
It seems I've been in seclusion for too long, some people have already forgotten my existence."
Feng Wuya laughed and said, "I didn't expect the Five Colors Peak Master to come out of seclusion as well. Perfect, let's resolve this matter here."
"Alright, but I'll say the ugly words first. If anyone dares to bully my disciples Qin Ranran and Bai Chanyi, even if I turn Fengyun Sect upside down, I will make them die without a burial place," Du Yutong said without any politeness.
Facing Du Yutong's threat, Feng Wuya laughed and cleverly changed the subject: "This matter is indeed not something you and I can easily decide.
After all, it involves a wide range of issues. I think it should be decided by the Sect Master for the fairest outcome."
Feng Wuya's trick was cunning and deeply calculated, indeed pushing the conflict onto Sect Master Xiao Mowen.
Su Qiushui, Mu Xi, and Li Xu were all disciples of the Sect Master, and it was indeed more appropriate for the Sect Master to come forward and adjudicate. However, this also concealed Feng Wuya's deep intentions.
He didn't really care about Feng Hai's life or death; his goal was just to create a problem for Xiao Mowen.
Back then, in order to compete for the position of Sect Master, Feng Wuya paid a great price, but ultimately failed to achieve his wish, which made him resentful to this day.
Now, he hoped to take this opportunity to put Xiao Mowen in a dilemma.
There were five late-stage cultivators in Fengyun Sect, namely Ding Wuyan, Xiao Mowen, Du Yutong, Feng Wuya, and Ding Chunqiu.
Ding Chunqiu betrayed the sect and cultivated to the Great Cultivator realm on his own, constantly antagonizing the sect;
Feng Wuya went into seclusion after failing in the election, and his disciples also passively slacked off, weakening the sect's power;
Although Du Yutong was focused on cultivation and didn't care about worldly affairs, she had a violent temper and was prone to conflicts with others!
Ding Wuyan and Xiao Mowen were truly dedicated to the sect.
Feng Wuya's calculation was that if the Sect Master favored his own disciples, it would inevitably cause dissatisfaction among other disciples!
It might even trigger doubts about Xiao Mowen, leading to instability and low morale.
And if the Sect Master sacrificed Xiao Mowen's disciples in order to maintain the sect's harmony, how would those disciples who had gone through life and death with Xiao Mowen view this?
This was indeed an unsolvable problem.
However, Feng Wuya didn't care about these things.
He only needed to see Xiao Mowen in trouble, and he would be satisfied.
His heart was filled with a desire for power and an obsession with the past, which had already twisted and driven him crazy.
However, on the surface, he appeared to be a gentleman, and no one could find any fault with him.
Du Yutong said with a cold smile, "Alright, let's leave this matter to the Sect Master. Even if the Sect Master wants to attack my disciples, don't blame me for taking my Five Colors Peak and leaving Fengyun Sect to establish our own sect."
Du Yutong now wanted to resolutely protect her disciples because she had been trapped by the sect rules a hundred years ago.
Xiao Mowen was merciless, and that time he killed her proud disciple, which made Du Yutong quite critical of him.
Now that a similar situation had reappeared, and these two disciples were both exceptionally talented, how could he easily give up? Therefore, he would rather leave Fengyun Sect than suffer such grievance again.
The Myriad Demon King looked at Xiao Mowen, who was frowning tightly, and asked with a smile, "What do you think should be done about this matter?
It seems it's not as simple as you imagined. With so many big shots intervening, your prestige as Sect Master seems a bit unsustainable."
Xiao Mowen responded coldly, "How would you understand? As the Sect Master, I bear a heavy responsibility, how can I do whatever I want? Unlike you demons, who only speak with strength and don't reason at all."
The Myriad Demon King chuckled: "What's wrong with respecting strength?
If you make your disciples feel disheartened, what's the point of your sect laws? I'll see how you deal with this."
At this time, Feng Wuya urged anxiously: "Sect Master, stop hesitating, come out and resolve this matter! Otherwise, my Feng family's children may choose to leave."
His words shocked the audience, and almost everyone heard them.
Fengyun Sect was facing another major test.
Xiao Mowen helplessly appeared, while the Myriad Demon King had a look of watching a good show, seemingly not really caring about the future of Fengyun Sect.
But if the infighting within this sanctuary never stopped, how could he entrust his fate to it with peace of mind?
Fengyun Sect was facing both internal and external troubles, which was truly a headache.
Xiao Mowen's appearance made both Feng Wuya and Du Yutong appear confident.
Feng Wuya looked at Xiao Mowen, his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, while Du Yutong exuded a powerful martial arts aura, demonstrating his formidable combat power in Fengyun Sect.
Du Yutong cultivated both Dharma and martial arts, taking the same path as Li Chengfeng. She had cultivated the Fengyun Sect's spells to perfection. Except for not knowing the Doomsday Cataclysm, she could use all other techniques with ease.
Even more mysterious was that she had also cultivated a powerful body refining technique, but no one knew exactly what it was. This had become her secret to stand out among her peers and be invincible in the same realm.
Du Yutong waved her hand, signaling Qin Ranran and Bai Chanyi to come behind her. The two stood respectfully aside.
The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with gratitude and emotion towards their master.
Du Yutong was willing to be an enemy of the Qingyun Sect Master for their sake. This courage made them both moved and ashamed, feeling that they were so incompetent at this moment.
Under the powerful pressure, they could barely speak, but their hearts were filled with determination, vowing to work hard to cultivate and protect their master in the future.
At this time, Mu Xi ran to Xiao Mowen's side, hugged his arm tightly, and said anxiously: "Master, don't listen to their nonsense.
My senior brother is an upright person. Feng Hai ignored Fengyun Sect's laws and attacked my master and senior brother, and was killed by senior brother as a result. You can't blame senior brother for this."
She pouted angrily, her appearance both delicate and cute.
Xiao Mowen looked at Li Chengfeng, who was standing on the third floor of Fengyun Platform, and said: "Li Xu, now, won't you give your teacher an explanation as to why you killed a fellow disciple so mercilessly?"
His gaze was cold. Although he didn't unleash a powerful pressure, the chill made people shudder.
The Myriad Demon King curled his lips and mocked: "What is this? Putting pressure on his own disciples right from the start."
At this time, all eyes were focused on Li Chengfeng on the Fengyun Platform.
Li Chengfeng was now standing in the center of the Fengyun Platform, the powerful wind making his robes flutter.
The Gang energy in his body had condensed again, and he already had the strength to step into the Foundation Establishment stage.
Faced with his master's questioning, he remained calm, unhurried, and neither arrogant nor humble.
He smiled and said to his master: "Master, you may not know, our Fengyun Sect's rules are not just for show.
The establishment of rules is to ensure that the internal order of the sect is well-organized, so that everyone knows that breaking the rules will have consequences, rather than talking about favoritism or back doors."
