The disciples of the Southern Immortal Sword Sect were all fast runners. If they all came after me, I would never get to stay in the underworld, so it was better to resolve this matter if I could, for the sake of my future plans.
Yue Zhengling's temper was icy-cold. When he heard that I wanted to stay, he could not even be bothered to ask my name. He said, "Fine. I still have matters to deal with, so I'll be leaving first. Elder Lu, take this fellow Daoist to the guest room to rest."
With that, his entire person vanished. I had not planned on having anything to do with him anyway, but if they were taking me to the guest room, couldn't they at least send a woman? What did Lu Dingtian have to do with it?
Seeing that his sect master had left, Lu Dingtian's face immediately took on a vicious cast. "I heard that you're Senior Qiu's disciple. The guest room is over there, though there's really no hurry to go. It just so happens that a powerful expert has come to visit, and all of us are eager to learn. We'd like to spar with you and learn from you. What do you think?"
My expression shifted slightly as I looked around. There really were quite a few disciples in this vast plaza who seemed to share that intention.
"That's right. Let's leave the ordinary disciples aside. Since there are only a few of us, why don't we, the grand elders, do it? That way, we can also demonstrate some good moves for the disciples. What does everyone think?" the gloomy-faced man said loudly. As soon as his voice fell, a large group of disciples clapped and cheered.
"Haha, excellent. Not only are you a