With the matter at Shaolin Temple resolved, Su Xin immediately took Xin'er down the mountain.
Only after Shaolin Temple announced that it was closing itself off did Su Xin finally breathe a complete sigh of relief.
Although Su Xin had long intended to settle things with Shaolin Temple once and for all, that would only be after he had reached the True Martial Realm himself, after his own forces were strong enough to wrestle with Shaolin Temple. He would not act now.
Su Xin clasped his hands toward Sect Master Meng Jingxian. "Many thanks to Sect Master Meng Jingxian for intervening."
Even outside of battle, Meng Jingxian's gaze remained hollow, and he seemed rather absent-minded.
Hearing Su Xin's words, Meng Jingxian merely shook his head. "No need for such courtesy. Xin'er is my disciple as well."
As he spoke, Meng Jingxian shifted his gaze to Qingli, who had been hiding behind Su Xin and had not said a word. "I do not sense any killing intent toward Xin'er from you, so I will not touch you. Besides, I hold no prejudice against the Monster Race. Staying with Xin'er, you can often give her guidance in certain matters. After all, she is still young.
"But I must warn you of one thing. The world today is no longer what it once was. Shaolin Temple's attitude alone makes that clear. There is no shortage of people in the Jianghu as extreme as Shaolin Temple.
"If you cause any trouble, I will personally separate your primordial spirit from Xin'er completely. When that time comes, it will not be Xin'er whose primordial spirit is damaged, but yours. Do not doubt it. Others may lack such means, but I do not."
Meng Jingxian's words gave Qingli quite a fright. With the might he had displayed