The Ancient Sword Sect Was Just a Small Sect
Feng Li's face flushed red as he retorted, "Fairy Tang gave me the invitation. I didn't steal it. I, Feng Li, am no petty thief."
Just then, a young woman in a red palace dress walked over. She arched her slender brows and said sternly, "I personally issued the invitation to the Ancient Sword Sect. If you question where it came from, then you're questioning Tang Ning's character."
"That's right. I, Ye Qian, can vouch for Fellow Daoist Feng. He absolutely qualifies to attend the Flying Immortal Gathering," the Daoist in Blue Robe said solemnly.
"Fairy Tang, Fellow Daoist Ye, we're not questioning your fairness. But the Flying Immortal Gathering is held once every five years, and only elite disciples from sects and Cultivation Families can attend. The Ancient Sword Sect is just a small sect. What qualifications do its disciples have to attend? If its disciples can go, then surely every member of the Li Family of Qingyun Ridge can attend too."
"Exactly. Our Xuanqing Sect only has five places, yet the Ancient Sword Sect is a little-known sect and still gets a place at the Flying Immortal Gathering? Fairy Tang, Fellow Daoist Ye, this is completely unfair."
Ye Qian furrowed his brows and exchanged a glance with Tang Ning. He saw a trace of helplessness in her eyes, just as she did in his.
The Ancient Sword Sect had not been in Flying Immortal City long. By renting shops and buying all sorts of Cultivation Resources, they had inadvertently driven up prices, earning the deep resentment of the local cultivators. Now that Ancient Sword Sect disciples were also being allowed to attend the Flying Immortal Gathering, held once every five years, the locals could no longer stand it.
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