Master Wuji stroked his old beard and said, "Yes, it was still Little Brother Sikong!"
"AAAAAAAH..."
Having his suspicions confirmed, Pei Yufeng could not help but roar. He truly did not want to hear that name again, yet it kept ringing in his ears time and again, driving him into a frenzy.
He could not help cursing, "Sikong Buwang, that damned demonic spawn."
Mad—Pei Yufeng was truly about to go mad!
It was Sikong Buwang who had ruined the arrangements in the Spirit Sparrow Mini-Realm, and it was also Sikong Buwang who had forged cultivation techniques for the Spirit Sparrow Clan.
Previously, it had been Sikong Buwang who had coincidentally exposed his grand plan.
Previously, it had also been Sikong Buwang who had viciously slapped him across the face with a ninth-grade battle body. Again and again—how could Pei Yufeng not go mad?
Yet Master Wuji calmly said, "Young Master Pei, you are mistaken. Little Brother Sikong is not one of us. When he forged cultivation techniques for us, I had not even revealed my identity yet."
"Hehe, this old man did wish for Little Brother Sikong to join us, but he refused."
Master Wuji knew that Sikong Jing did not wish to drag the Extinguishing Love Venerable into this, so he immediately clarified the matter. Even if Sikong Buwang was certainly destined to vanish, they still could not say that he had joined the remnants of Su Old Devil.
But Pei Yufeng could not take any of it in. He merely growled madly, "Kill him! I want to chop him to pieces while he's still alive!"
With an indifferent smile, Master Wuji said unconcernedly, "Then you will have to ask whether the Thoughtless Sacred Sect agrees."
At those words, Pei Yufeng abruptly raised his head and rasped, "No matter