Seeing Xuan Zhenzi holding his teacup, acting as though no one else were there and not even sparing Yin Sha Devil Venerable a glance, the latter couldn't help thinking: Even if he didn't know who had killed Li Yao, why would he ever hand over the culprit? Yin Sha Devil Venerable was, after all, a dignified Nascent Soul Mid-tier Cultivator. Though he might not rank first in the Yin Sha Sect, he was certainly among its top three. His hands had been stained with countless lives over the years. How could he feel intimidated by a threat from Xuan Zhenzi?
The Yin Sha Sect was nowhere near as powerful as the Supreme Sect, but it wasn't some soft persimmon for Xuan Zhenzi to squeeze at will. Putting on this airs, did Xuan Zhenzi really think he was an unrivaled Spirit Transformation powerhouse?
Of course, Yin Sha Devil Venerable had lived a long life and weathered countless storms. He was no hothead. He knew that the only thing to do here was bluff. No matter what, Xuan Zhenzi had come representing the Supreme Sect, tracking down the culprit. Without changing expression, he calmly said, "Brother Xuan Zhen, I've already said that if Li Yao's death truly had anything to do with the Yin Sha Sect, we would hand over the person responsible without a second word. But this really has nothing to do with our sect. I ask you to investigate this matter thoroughly."
"Old Devil Yin Sha, we brothers and sisters have treated you with courtesy because we respect you as a master," said Fan Quqing, a Nascent Soul Mid-tier Cultivator, her face full of impatience. "If you keep stalling, don't blame us for reporting this to our sect and asking our elders to settle the matter. When they arrive,