Jun Wuxie's words left the entire hall dumbfounded.
Even True Man Scarlet Fire stared wide-eyed, too shocked to remember to get angry.
Everyone who knew the inside story realized the situation had grown serious—and interesting.
As an Inner Sect Disciple, the initiative in forming a Dao bond rested entirely with the elders, not the disciples.
In fact, elders willing to form Dao bonds had always been few and far between. Inner Sect Disciples were usually the ones begging for a chance, only to be turned down.
After all, everyone was busy cultivating. Who had time for anything else?
Without some debt of gratitude between them, or unless they had taken a fancy to each other, who would be bored enough to go form a Dao bond?
Over time, this one-sided selection had gone from an unwritten rule to formal law.
Everyone present knew the relationship between Jun Wuxie and Xu Yi. Jun Wuxie's intention was plain as day.
Someone sighed inwardly. Jun Wuxie was so petty, so malicious, that he had actually thought up this way to humiliate someone.
Xu Yi would probably rather be expelled from the sect and thrown into the Nether Prison than accept such a Dao bond.
Others were secretly delighted. The spectacle before them was a rare one. Jun Wuxie and Xu Yi were both rotten to the core: the former was sinister and treacherous, while the latter ruled his own domain with an iron fist. Let the two dogs fight, and preferably let one bite the other to death. Only then would this great show be worth watching.
Xu Yi's face darkened as he stared at Jun Wuxie without a word.
He truly didn't want to stoop to the level of a piece of stinking dog shit like this. But Jun Wuxie, that lump