Sweeping

Chapter 751: Sweeping

The Giant Turtle Angler repeated his words several times before the many cultivators.

To prove that he was not lying.

In an occasion like this, the Giant Turtle Angler could not possibly lie. For an independent cultivator, once his reputation was ruined, it came down to the same old saying: unless his cultivation was truly high enough.

Otherwise, life would be genuinely difficult.

Even that martial lunatic Tu Xing knew whom he should pick on.

That was about enough. Anything more would look too ugly. Forcing the Giant Turtle Angler to appear and testify in person was already rather unsightly.

Still, it was rare for so many sects to join forces, so no one said much.

It would not do to press him any further.

The Giant Turtle Angler was no heretical fiend. He had extensive connections, many friends, and a fairly good reputation.

Thus, the heads of several major sects appeared in person and spoke warmly with the Giant Turtle Angler, expressing how could they possibly distrust the East Sea Giant Turtle Angler?

Everyone smiled broadly, all friendliness and harmony.

Once the smiling was over, the Giant Turtle Angler slipped away in a flash.

He had no intention of staying to watch the excitement. Last time, he had nearly watched himself into oblivion.

He would not watch this time. Better leave, leave quickly.

Before he had flown very far, the Giant Turtle Angler suddenly heard a voice call out, "Benefactor, please stay!"

The Giant Turtle Angler's body trembled. Benefactor?

Fuck!

Could that white-haired demon monk have come out?

No! I, the Giant Turtle Angler, have roamed the world all my life. How could I crash and burn here?

He immediately arranged a smile on his face, turned around, and said, "Master, it has been many days