C27 Causing Trouble(2)
Outer sect, a small courtyard.
The main door of the main hall was wide open, and a strong wind blew from the door into the main hall. The only oil lamp in the main hall was swaying, as if it could go out at any time. The dim light made the old and young figures in the hall constantly shake on the wall, like two twisted, strange pythons.
"What did you say? The Blood Shadow Deer is a rank 5 magic beast. How could it be easily killed? Where were you at that time? " The fierce-looking face of the old man twitched, and spittle continuously sprayed onto the young man's face.
Sensing the ominous glint hidden in the old man's eyes, the young man hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged, "Master, please forgive me. At that time, I went to the side to relieve myself. When I returned, the Blood Shadow Deer was already killed by him."
"Did you see who he was?" The old man did his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
Seeing that the old man had no intention of punishing him, the youth secretly heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly replied: "From his attire, he should be a new disciple"
"A new disciple? " The old man turned pale with fright, and couldn't help but cry out involuntarily, "The strength of a rank 5 demonic beast is comparable to a Genuine Essence Stage Level Eight warrior. A disciple with such a cultivation base has long been accepted into the inner circle disciples of each hall. How could he appear in the outer circle? "
"I wouldn't dare lie to Master! I saw all of these with my own eyes, and he's currently handling matters in Tripitaka Sutra Pavilion." The young man quickly said.
"Tripitaka Sutra Pavilion?! The deacon sent to that kind of place must be an outer circle disciple without a doubt, and definitely not a disciple of a clan. " The old man thought to himself, "Alright, follow me to Tripitaka Sutra Pavilion tomorrow."
The young man repeatedly agreed, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He hurriedly added, "Oh right, Master, that kid killed the Blood Shadow Deer with a sword."
"I'm afraid that sword is not an ordinary sword..." The old man muttered. A trace of gloominess could not help but appear in his eyes. Under the dim candlelight, he appeared somewhat frightening.
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The next morning, Ye Xuan woke up early to cultivate. He also cleaned the entrance of the Tripitaka Sutra Pavilion. Ever since he came to the Tripitaka Sutra Pavilion to receive punishment, all these hard work had become his.
Although before he came to Tripitaka Sutra Pavilion, the madman did not pay attention to the hygiene here, Ye Xuan had developed a habit in his previous life. He could not tolerate the harsh environment he was in.
Strangely, Madman woke up early today and made a pot of tea. He looked at Ye Xuan who was busy and did not practice any divine skills.
At this moment, an old and young man aggressively appeared in front of Ye Xuan. The young man pointed at Ye Xuan and said, "Master, he was the one who killed your mount."
Although the old man was furious and wanted to shred Ye Xuan into pieces, he couldn't help but smile when he saw the madman not far away. He went forward and said respectfully, "Senior, how have you been recently?"
"If there's no official business, you'd better get lost. I hate to be disturbed by others the most." The madman said in a deep voice.
The old man was the clearest about the personality of the madman. Even though he didn't care about him at all, he still smiled apologetically and said, "Junior came here to settle some personal matters. Senior, please allow me to."
"You only have an hour."
Upon hearing this, the old man felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He went straight to Ye Xuan. He shouted furiously, "Kid, how dare you kill my mount! If you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, I will definitely teach you a lesson!"
"What the f * ck are you talking about? I didn't expect that beast to be this old undying mount." Ye Xuan secretly cursed. Looking at the aggressive manner of the old man, it was obvious that he wasn't willing to give up so easily.
Under such circumstances, it was obvious that he couldn't hide anymore. Plus, this old man was an elder. This matter was even more difficult to deal with.
In his previous life, Ye Xuan had caused a lot of trouble, and he had some experience in dealing with such things. Therefore, he could only try his best to push the blame onto that beast.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Xuan pretended to feel wronged and said, "Senior, this junior did not intend to kill your mount. It was it who attacked junior first and almost killed me. This junior had no choice but to protect himself, and accidentally killed it. "
The old man's expression became even uglier when he heard this. He coldly said, "I asked you to say this, but this old man's Blood Shadow Deer was wrong? Does it deserve to die? "
Although he could sense the old man's anger, Ye Xuan could only bite the bullet and say, "That's the reason, but the Blood Shadow Deer was killed by this junior personally. This junior is willing to compensate senior for some of his losses."
"Hehe... The Blood Shadow Deer is extremely precious. It won't even be enough to pay you back with your life." The old man sneered, obviously looking down on him.
Ye Xuan's heart trembled when he sensed the killing intent coming from the old man. He asked with a cold voice, "So you must take my life? Aren't you afraid of violating the sect rules?"
The old man glanced at the madman and saw that he didn't care about it at all. Then, as if he had just heard a huge joke, he burst into laughter, showing his disdain on his face.
"Haha... Do you think the higher-ups will punish me, an elder, because of you, an outer sect disciple? Let me tell you, you're not even an ant in my eyes."
Before this, he was still slightly afraid that the madman would lend a hand, but he didn't want the madman to completely ignore him. He was merely an outer court disciple, so what was there to be afraid of now?
The Blood Shadow Deer had been subdued by him through painstaking efforts, and if he didn't kill it, then how could he dispel the hatred in his heart?
Besides, if he didn't kill it, then how could he erase the memory of that sword?