That Gu Baba managed to score 9999 points; his dical skills must be truly exceptional.
A person like that should definitely join the Immortal dical Alliance.
Seeing this, Yang Li also imdiately spoke up, "Yes, he must be recruited to the Immortal dical Alliance, and when that happens, he’ll join my Poison Sect."
Upon hearing this, the Great Elder imdiately protested, "Join the Poison Sect? He should join my dicine Sect."
Yang Li: "Why do all the good prospects have to go to your dicine Sect? I want Gu Baba to join our Poison Sect."
Great Elder: "Do you know how hard it is to get points in the dical Trial Realm? Anyone who can secure high points like yours must have exceptional dical skills. Such a rare talent should join my dicine Sect."
Yang Li: "Pah! The points in your dicine Sect’s trial realm are hard to attain, but are the points in my Poison Technique Trial Realm easy to get?"
Great Elder: "Joining my dicine Sect can help save lives, what can joining your Poison Sect do? Spend all day researching those harmful things?"
Yang Li thrust his neck forward and said, "That’s prejudice! Who says Poison Arts can only harm people!"
The argunt between the Great Elder and Yang Li was a rare sight; even more, Ling Zhiyu and Ling Yilin sitting nearby didn’t say a word and instead watched the two quarrel silently.
When Ling Yuxuan and Ling Piaomu entered the Observation Room, they imdiately noticed Yang Li and the Great Elder arguing, seemingly about to co to blows, with Ling Zhiyu and Ling Yilin observing the spectacle.
Ling Yuxuan saw this, frowned, and spoke, "What’s happening here?"
Ling Piaomu also imdiately moved forward to diate, "Great Elder, Sect Master Yang, what’s going on? How could you start an argunt?"
Yang Li rarely lost his temper, known to be a peacemaker, but he was genuinely eager to recruit Gu Baba into the Poison Sect because of his high score.
With Ling Piaomu’s intervention, Yang Li also cald down.
The Great Elder still looked angry, but he couldn’t outmatch Yang Li.
Afraid that continued arguing would lead Yang Li to hit him, he decided to stop the fight.
Ling Piaomu looked at the two and asked, "So, what happened between you two?"
The Great Elder flicked his sleeve, snorted, and turned his back to Yang Li.
Yang Li, seeing this, also snorted, no longer looking at the Great Elder.
Seeing this, Ling Piaomu frowned, and since neither man would answer her, she turned her gaze to Ling Zhiyu and Ling Yilin, "What happened?"
Ling Zhiyu and Ling Yilin pretended to be deaf, acting as though they hadn’t heard.
Ling Yuxuan took two steps forward and pointed at Ling Yilin, "You tell ."
Ling Yilin saw Ling Yuxuan speak and reluctantly began, "It’s all about Gu Baba."
"One wants Gu Baba to join the dicine Sect, the other the Poison Sect, and their disagreent led to the argunt." After saying this, Ling Yilin mumbled quietly, "I wish Gu Baba would join our Pill Sect instead."
He hadn’t stopped the two from arguing because, deep down, he really hoped they would start fighting.
If they could incapacitate each other for a few days, he’d seize the chance to recruit Gu Baba into their Pill Sect.
As soon as Ling Yilin said this, he imdiately felt three gazes upon him, one being an obvious death glare from the Great Elder, Yang Li, and Ling Zhiyu.
Ling Yilin wasn’t phased by the death glares from the Great Elder and Yang Li.
But seeing Ling Zhiyu glance at him, Ling Yilin imdiately sat up straight, "No way, Little junior sister, you don’t also want to pull Gu Baba into your Fragrance Sect, do you?"
With those words from Ling Yilin, both the Great Elder and Yang Li imdiately turned their gaze upon Ling Zhiyu, their eyes filled with unmistakable hostility.
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