"They were killing us both physically and mentally! Those people from the Lingxu Sect had clearly come to destroy us inside and out!"
"But what on earth had happened at the Lingxu Sect? Why had Yue Taxing suddenly died? And why were those people from the Lingxu Sect acting this way?"
"Could Yue Taxing have committed some unforgivable crime at the Lingxu Sect, one so heinous that the sect and its Sect Master Xia could no longer tolerate him? Was that why this calamity had befallen us?"
"Or..."
Xiao Rui drew a deep breath, all sorts of thoughts swirling in his mind. At the thought of one possibility, he couldn't help shuddering.
Meanwhile,
Yue Zhiyan watched the Lingxu Sect disciples laughing among themselves. His eyes reddened, and he couldn't help asking again, "My son was at least Sect Master Xia's Personal Disciple. Even if he really did something wrong, was there any need to go this far?"
"Heh..."
Hearing Yue Zhiyan's words, the Lingxu Sect disciple who had spoken earlier chuckled again and said coolly, "He brought it all on himself!"
"What does he amount to? So what if he broke through to the Golden Core Stage before turning seventeen? So what if that old bastard Xia Muqian took him as a Personal Disciple?"
"A lowly ant with no backing, lucky enough to rise to the top, actually dared to disrespect us. Did he really think he could become the next Sect Master of our Lingxu Sect? Hah!"
"Does he deserve it?"
As he spoke, the Lingxu Sect disciple snorted in disdain.
"Exactly. He thought that old bastard Xia Muqian could protect him, but he didn't realize Xia Muqian could barely protect himself! Let alone him!"
Another Lingxu Sect disciple spoke with a series of cold laughs.
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