Everyone exchanged glances.
They had come to demand an accounting, hoping to use the Spring Return Immortal Art to make the sect master strip Chen Shan of his honorary elder title. But now he had donated a section of dragon tail to the Medicine Sect, earning great merit.
The sect master would certainly refuse to revoke his title.
It seemed this trip had been for nothing.
"Sect Master..."
Elder Ji cleared his throat and cupped his hands. "Elder Chen Shan deserves credit for donating the dragon tail. No one disputes that. But he exaggerated the claims he made about the Spring Return Immortal Art, wasting a great deal of our time and raising our hopes for nothing... Do you think he should receive a slight punishment?"
He had hesitated before settling on the words "slight punishment."
His thinking was simple. Even if he could not get Chen Shan's honorary title revoked, he could at least make things unpleasant for him and leave him unable to hold his head high among the Medicine Sect's elders.
"Chen Shan, what do you think?"
Rather than answer, Nalan Yue looked at Chen Changming, her face full of anticipation.
Chen Changming remained calm as his gaze swept over Elder Ji and the others.
He had encountered plenty of situations like this before and had ample experience handling them.
"Elders, your comprehension is lacking. It's only natural that the Spring Return Immortal Art showed insufficient power when you cultivated it. There was no need to come to the sect master seeking justice."
Chen Changming spoke without a ripple of emotion.
His tone was as placid as water, yet every word was a needle that struck the elders precisely where it hurt.
Our comprehension is lacking?
At Chen Changming's words, every elder grew so furious their beards