"Though they were all Eighth-tier Saint Star Position experts, they were all members of our Ximen Family. Their starting point was too high, and they possessed outstanding cultivation talent, so they had been core talents nurtured by the sect since childhood."
"But most of them harbored selfish motives. Not one of them was qualified to inherit the sect master's position, yet when the Sect Master took office, they were already dissatisfied in their hearts."
"Then, a few days ago, after the Sect Master and the ancestors developed the God-grade Martial Skill, they did not allow them to learn it because of the sect's internal traitor problem. Most of these people were unhappy about that as well. Perhaps that was the source of it all."
As Ximen Zhen spoke, his eyes were filled with helplessness.
Clearly, he came from the same background as those people, but their temperaments were too different. That was why he felt such helplessness.
Qin Shaofeng nodded, the faint smile still lingering on his face. "No matter. They are merely a bunch of disobedient old fogeys. If necessary, we can simply wipe them all out."
Ximen Zhen's entire body trembled.
He truly could not imagine how someone could wear a smile while speaking of slaughtering his own people.
"My lord, please mind your words. Although they have no sense of the greater picture, they are still our pillars. Aside from several ancestors, they are the strongest group among us. If your words reach their ears, I fear they may act against you," Ximen Zhen said anxiously.
At first, he too had been unconvinced and unwilling to submit to Qin Shaofeng.
But after this battle, he had truly come to admire Qin Shaofeng.
Thinking of those people's formidable cultivation and the power they could unleash filled his heart