After Zhao Jinmu finished speaking, his eyes reddened. His bond with Hua Xuanzi was different. Ever since they had entered the sect, they had cultivated together, advancing from Outer Sect Disciples to Inner Sect Disciples side by side. They had forged a deep friendship, each someone the other could entrust their back to. They had promised to ascend to the Spirit Realm together, yet now he was the only one left. How could he not hate the evil cultivators?
Yugeng saw black qi beginning to surge over Zhao Jinmu's face again and immediately shouted:
"Zhao Jinmu, guard your heart!"
With a sweep of his sleeve, he wrapped up Zhao Jinmu and flashed away toward the sect's back mountain.
Venerable Haohui had been drowsily fishing by the river. The next instant, Yugeng appeared at the riverbank, startling the little golden fish gathered around the hook into darting away. Venerable Haohui was startled awake as well.
"Ah, my fish!"
He reeled in the empty fishing rod, then shot Sect Master Yugeng a murderous glare.
Yugeng swept his sleeve and sent Zhao Jinmu before the Spirit Transformation Venerable as he said:
"Old Ancestor, this disciple was attacked by an evil cultivator, and Evil Qi has already entered his body. Please save him. He has brought back extremely important news."
Haohui had naturally seen the Evil Qi lingering around Zhao Jinmu. Without even furrowing his brow, he raised a hand and cast a spell. A searing beam of white light enveloped Zhao Jinmu. Five breaths later, the white light faded, and the Evil Qi on Zhao Jinmu's body vanished as well.
Zhao Jinmu had regained his calm by then. He immediately knelt and bowed.
"Zhao Jinmu thanks Old Ancestor for expelling the Evil Qi from this disciple."
Venerable Haohui waved a hand.
"Why did