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In the eyes of those senior elders, the sight of the blank space made Yan Xiaobao's scalp tingle as if it were on the verge of exploding.
"Be! Xiao! Chun!!" Zheng Yuandong bellowed, throwing another set of clothes. As his voice bood like thunder, fury burned in the elders' eyes, and their cultivation bases erupted like volcanoes.
They all imdiately flew towards Yan Xiaobao.
Screaming, Yan Xiaobao prepared to flee at top speed.
"It wasn't on purpose..."
"Shut up!" the senior elders roared, their voices deafening.
"They're trying to kill ! They're trying to kill !!" This ti, Yan Xiaobao was truly terrified. He instantly drew his Protomagnetic Wings and his Golden Crow Sword, unleashing all the power of his Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishnt cultivation base to escape.
All the Foundation Establishnt cultivators were incredibly furious. Their anger towards Yan Xiaobao had been building for so ti, and seeing the senior elders chasing him made them laugh out loud.
Shangguan Tianyou seed particularly intense. "Now this sect finally sees what Yan Xiaobao is like! If this walking disaster stays in the sect, we'll all be driven to ruin!"
Hou Yunfei, in the crowd, sighed sadly.
Yan Xiaobao was scared out of his wits, his eyes brimming with tears. This ti, he didn't feel wronged; he knew he was responsible for this major disaster and now had no choice but to run for his life. In the blink of an eye, he was far away, heading towards the North Shore with the senior elders hot on his tail. Almost as he arrived, the disciples of the North Shore heard his tragic screams. When they flew into the air to see what was happening, smiles appeared on their faces.
However, once they did, Yan Xiaobao swooped by, and their clothes were torn to shreds.
Their first reaction was shock, but then screams rang out.
Yan Xiaobao was on the brink of tears. "Elders, I'm sorry. Please don't kill ...! I'm a disciple of Prestige, I have a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishnt cultivation base, I'm part of the traditional echelon..."
As for the senior elders, they were so furious they were sowhat numb, yet at the sa ti, surprised by Yan Xiaobao's speed.
The North Shore quickly fell into chaos. Wherever Yan Xiaobao went, anyone within thirty ters of him had their clothes utterly destroyed in a shocking manner.
Around this ti, when he looked up and suddenly beca incredibly anxious, Brussels was frolicking. It even tilted its head back and howled, and from its sound, its power was equivalent to Qi Condensation level nine or ten. Countless battle beasts of the North Shore also responded, howling as they raised their heads.
Their masters tried to stop them, but all the affected battle beasts seed influenced by Brussels. The entire group clearly wanted to fly into the sky and defend Yan Xiaobao from the elders.
Before Brussels could truly rally the battle beasts, a violet rope shot out from the air, ensnaring the screaming Yan Xiaobao. He imdiately caught the attention of one elder.
Another senior elder carefully took away the pearls, sohow keeping his clothing intact in the process. Then he kicked Yan Xiaobao hard from behind.
"I shed my own blood for this sect!" Yan Xiaobao scread. "I have achieved rit..."
"How dare you fight back, you little bastard!" Although the senior elder's expression was one of pure anger, Yan Xiaobao's terrified look almost made him laugh.
Yan Xiaobao looked as if he was about to cry. However, even as he scread miserably, he cast a glance at the furious Brussels and gave a look indicating it shouldn't interfere.
Brussels seed surprised but caught Yan Xiaobao's gaze and lowered its head in understanding.
The senior elders noticed this and were surprised. Then they rembered that even the Clan Leader favored this particular battle beast, and their gaze turned to ridicule as they pondered how it tried to protect its master.
"This is how the battle beasts of the Spiritual Sect should act!" The senior elders kicked Yan Xiaobao several tis, then dragged him wailing back to Mount Daoseed.
Once they left, silence fell over the North Shore, followed by a loud cheer. However, when people rembered Yan Xiaobao's status in the sect, the cheers quickly died down. They knew that even if he might face punishnt, it wouldn't be too severe. Then they wondered what the future might hold. As Yan Xiaobao beca more important, it was unimaginable what terrible events could occur.
"When will Yan Xiaobao grow up...?"
"Ai. Such a despicable devil!"
Soon, rumors spread that Yan Xiaobao's punishnt was to sweep the mountain paths every day for three months. During that ti, he was often seen wielding a broom, leaving Mount Daoseed entirely free of dust.
For him, it was pure tornt...
"Hey, this is a mountain! It should have dirt! How can I keep it clean!?" Frowning, he endured three months, then returned to his Immortal Cave, sitting by his lake, gazing at the sky, looking utterly miserable.
"I didn't do it on purpose! I'm a disciple of Prestige. I'm part of the traditional echelon. I'm a Heavenly Dao Foundation expert! I'm the young brother of the sect leader! I've perford ritorious deeds for this sect! I've shed my own blood...
"This is absurd! They even took my pearls and won't give them back..." Sighing, he patted his satchel, gritting his teeth.
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