"What do you have to say for yourself this time?"
The Grand Elder looked at Feng Shao with a beaming smile.
Feng Shao's face was ashen. His right hand clenched into a fist. If the last shred of reason hadn't kept him calm, he would have thrown a punch long ago.
"I never thought the Azure Cloud Sect's current Holy Son would be someone who had comprehended an Intent. I was too attached to appearances."
After saying that, Feng Shao angrily flung his sleeve and rose to walk away.
Watching Feng Shao's retreating figure, the Grand Elder sneered. That old bastard.
"My son, how are you? Are you all right?"
Holding Chu Yun, who lay on the ground, Chu Xiao stuffed all sorts of spirit pills into his arms as if they cost nothing.
"Father, I'm fine."
Chu Yun waved a hand, then spat a large mouthful of blood onto the ground.
The Sword Intent had entered his body, and it was ravaging his internal organs. Either a cultivator who had comprehended Sword Intent had to purge it, or it had to be suppressed with tremendous power.
"Senior Chu, what do you say? It's time to honor your promise, isn't it?"
Ye Lin stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Chu Xiao, his lips moving slightly.
"This..."
Looking at his unconscious son and the jade pendant around his neck, Chu Xiao hesitated.
"Forget it. I'll give it to you."
Chu Xiao gritted his teeth, took the jade pendant from Chu Yun's neck, and tossed it to Ye Lin. Then he hurriedly carried Chu Yun away.
He had to ask a Golden Core Grand Elder to purge the Sword Intent. Otherwise, once it invaded Chu Yun's internal organs, even the most powerful immortal would be helpless.
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