Over at Xuesong Mountain, after Fú Xuěsōng returned to the palace built by the Divine Craft Hall, he sat in the main hall with a gloomy expression.
At Taicang Holy Academy, once an elder reached a certain cultivation level, they could apply to the Elder Hall and have the Divine Craft Hall send people to upgrade and renovate their residence.
At the same time, when Fú Jìndào saw Fú Xuěsōng return to the main hall looking extremely displeased, his heart sank. He cautiously asked, "Father, could it be that the new elder called Li Zhōujūn didn't give you any face?"
"Face?" Fú Xuěsōng sneered coldly. "What face could I possibly have? That Li Zhōujūn relied on Yú Xīndá backing him and actually made me wait? Heh."
"That Li Zhōujūn is treating you with far too much contempt, Father! What should we do?" Fú Jìndào asked indignantly.
"Hmph. He's an elder of Taicang Holy Academy, and that female drunkard Yú Xīndá is protecting him. It wouldn't be convenient for me to act against him inside the academy, but as a new elder, he'll sooner or later have to leave to carry out missions for cultivation resources."
Fú Xuěsōng narrowed his eyes. "When he goes out on a mission, I'll make sure he never returns. Quite a few elders in the academy's history have perished during missions, but I'll make him suffer worse than death."
"Father, are you planning to secretly cripple his cultivation while he's out on a mission?" Fú Jìndào asked in surprise, looking toward Fú Xuěsōng.
"That's right." Fú Xuěsōng let out a cold laugh. "Once his cultivation is crippled, I'd like to see whether he can still act as arrogantly as he did today."
Fú Jìndào hesitated. "But Father, if his cultivation is crippled, this Rao Yun Mountain..."