Intercepting the Crowd Thwarts the Grand Plan, Traveling to Seek an Excuse to Attack An City

The moment she heard that her eldest sister had actually been planted with a mental restriction by that brat, Bixiao's large, watery eyes widened into perfect circles.

Though she did not clench her fists and glare like Zhao Gongming, nor draw her sword and bare her killing intent like Qiongxiao, she was still so furious that her chest heaved. She unconsciously wrinkled the hem of her lake-green dress in her grip, her little fists clenched tight.

"Even if Master told us to assist him, he can't bully people like this and get away with it! Count me in when it comes to killing him!"

Beimingzi was somewhat dumbfounded. Weren't they supposed to assist him? How had it turned straight into wanting to kill him?

It was precisely because he had sensed along the way that these young men and women had terrible tempers that he had kept this matter to himself. Now, it seemed things were about to go bad!

Holy Mother of Golden Light, on the other hand, raised a hand to cover her forehead and gently shook her head. Her fingers unconsciously rubbed at her temples, as though she had long understood the fiery tempers of these three siblings. Her face was filled with the helplessness of "just as expected."

With a wry smile, she said, "Don't get worked up yet. He's the one Master personally chose, saying he can help our Jie Sect turn the tide in this Investiture Calamity."

"If you really kill him, then with the cultivation we have now after reincarnating and cultivating anew, can the few of us defeat the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect—the ones who never entered the List of Conferred Gods and have been cultivating in seclusion on the mountains all this time? They've cultivated for so many