You Have Backing, So Do I!

Several more streaks of Divine Light flew over from before Lingxu Cliff.

They were four elders.

At their head was Elder Wu Qingfeng. Besides him were Elder Lu Zhihua, Elder Shi Yansheng, and Elder Zhou Xuanyi, all elders Fang Qing had met last time.

"What happened here?"

"Elder Han, why have you started fighting with a disciple of our Lingxu Grotto-Heaven?"

"Fang Qing, what exactly happened to make Elder Han go to such lengths against you?"

As soon as the four elders arrived, they turned their gazes toward the scene and began questioning them one after another.

"Reporting to the elders, this is what happened."

Fang Qing reported everything that had happened to the four elders. "Han Feiyu dared to commit such acts even within our Lingxu Grotto-Heaven. It is truly hard to imagine what kind of villain he would become in the years to come. This disciple enforced the laws of our Grotto-Heaven and crippled him, but I do not know why Elder Han attacked me."

"Elder Han, such a thing actually happened in our Lingxu Grotto-Heaven? You have truly been muddleheaded. You failed to properly discipline your descendants, allowing that descendant to become a cancer within our Grotto-Heaven. This should never have happened."

After hearing Fang Qing's account, Elder Shi Yansheng immediately spoke from Fang Qing's side.

"Indeed. Disciples are our future. If disciples have no sense of belonging toward a sect, that sect will sooner or later fall apart. If the disciples of our Lingxu Grotto-Heaven are bullied even within their own mountain gate, how could they possibly develop any sense of belonging toward the sect?"

Elder Zhou Xuanyi also shook his head.

"Fang Qing was right in this matter. If Elder Han is dissatisfied with how Fang Qing handled it, we can go to the Sect Leader and argue the case. I believe Senior Brother Sect Leader will certainly give a most fair judgment."

Elder Lu Zhihua spoke as well, his eyes carrying a hint of amusement.

"There is no need."

Elder Han's body hunched even further. He studied Fang Qing closely, as though engraving him into his memory. Then streams of green light surged from his body and wrapped around Han Feiyu.

The two turned into a streak of light and swiftly left.

Only the four great elders, Fang Qing, and some other disciples remained at the scene.

The many disciples were utterly shocked by what they had witnessed, and their eyes were filled with reverence as they looked at the four elders.

The four elders had spoken wonderfully. Their words had struck straight at the disciples' hearts.

If disciples could not cultivate in peace within the sect, how could they ever give their hearts to it?

And now, even the descendants of the two Elder Hans in the Grotto-Heaven had had their Cultivation Levels crippled. Such an outcome was something they had never imagined in all their past years. It greatly bolstered their confidence.

"Any disciple whose Hundred Herb Liquid was taken by Han Feiyu and his henchmen may come collect it. Our Lingxu Grotto-Heaven will not abandon a single disciple."

Elder Wu Qingfeng spoke, waving his hand. A great quantity of Hundred Herb Liquid appeared in the air.

"Thank you, Elder!"

Quite a few disciples burst into tears at the sight of that Hundred Herb Liquid.

Heaven had finally taken pity on them—they had finally received Hundred Herb Liquid!

In the past, the Hundred Herb Liquid would be snatched away by Han Feiyu's Henchmen as soon as it was distributed. They had been unable to cultivate properly at all. But now, after Senior Brother Fang Qing's arrival, it seemed as though light had appeared within Lingxu Grotto-Heaven, shining upon ordinary disciples like them.

Every disciple was deeply grateful, and life returned to their faces.

"This is the kind of thing worth doing!"

Pang Bo sighed emotionally. He loved standing up for the oppressed, and seeing these bullied disciples receive fair treatment made him smile broadly.

"If not for Brother Fang, the situation in Lingxu Grotto-Heaven really might not have changed so easily."

Ye Fan spoke as well. "But from now on, Brother Fang will likely draw Elder Han's attention. That is a troublesome matter. We need to be careful too."

"There is always a price to pay for doing things. Striking at these tyrants will naturally bring their retaliation. But for now, we should cultivate properly in Lingxu Grotto-Heaven. I would like to see what tricks those elders can play."

Pang Bo snorted.

He was extremely displeased with Han Feiyu and his Granduncle, Elder Han.

"Be more careful from now on. Do not leave for the next few days."

Elder Lu Zhihua walked over to Fang Qing and spoke. "Cultivate for a while longer, and presumably they will no longer be your match."

"Thank you for your concern, Elder. I understand."

Fang Qing nodded.

Fang Qing saw today's matter very clearly and already had a way to deal with what came next.

Through this conflict, he had established his authority within the sect and severely punished those cancers, making the disciples of Lingxu Grotto-Heaven feel warmth. In the years to come, he would surely gain the Sect Leader's favor, so the time ahead was simply for cultivation.

When he had nothing to do, he could teach some lessons in Lingxu Grotto-Heaven. As for taking disciples out for training, he would not do that for the time being.

Thus, this conflict came to an end, and its outcome quickly spread throughout the entire Lingxu Grotto-Heaven.

Countless disciples were greatly shocked. They had never imagined that Senior Brother Fang Qing, who had joined Lingxu Grotto-Heaven only recently, would be so forceful. He had crippled several disciples, not even sparing Elder Han's descendants.

For a time, the sect's atmosphere improved greatly. Disciples with higher Cultivation Levels no longer dared casually bully those with lower Cultivation Levels, afraid that they would be caught by Law Enforcement Disciples, deprived of their Cultivation Levels, and thrown out of the mountain gate. That would be a dead end.

Many disciples became far more courteous, and the entire sect grew much more harmonious.

Of course, some people did not feel any harmony at all. Instead, their killing intent surged.

Rumor had it that the other Elder Han, Elder Han Yishui, was enraged and wished he could immediately kill Fang Qing. But this was Lingxu Grotto-Heaven, and he was not allowed to act so recklessly.

Still, much killing intent was brewing. The ten great disciples under Elder Han had all emerged from seclusion and kept watch on Fang Qing's place of cultivation from time to time. The moment Fang Qing dared leave Lingxu Grotto-Heaven, they would strike viciously.

Yet Fang Qing did not leave Lingxu Grotto-Heaven.

He cultivated in his own Thatched Cottage.

The entire sect had granted him an unlimited supply of Hundred Herb Liquid, so Fang Qing did not need to leave and seek resources. All he did was refine great quantities of Hundred Herb Liquid.

Three days passed.

Five days passed.

Eight days passed.

Fang Qing's fishing cooldown had refreshed.

He fished up a piece of iron called Crimson Copper Iron. It looked exceptionally sharp and could effortlessly slice through an enemy's flesh, even cutting through another person's magical treasure.

Yet this Crimson Copper Iron was not itself a magical treasure or a spiritual artifact. It was merely a material, and its attribute was sharpness. It seemed capable of cutting through all things.

"It is a fine treasure, but... it is still not enough."