Three Sects Meet

The Ghost King knew Sanmiao Fairy and Poison God would never personally come to apologize, so since the two had come together this time, they had to be here to demand an explanation. As for that, the Ghost King was utterly unafraid!

"Zhang Xiaofan is the vice sect master of my Ghost King Sect! Don't tell me you thought your two sects could join hands to ambush and kill him without paying any price?" As the Ghost King finished speaking, his gaze instantly turned sharp.

"But the news never reached the Imperial City. The disciples didn't know either!" Sanmiao Fairy explained, somewhat helplessly.

"Then that is your own affair! You ambushed and tried to kill my sect's vice sect master, and I had not even gone to you for an explanation yet, but here you are at my door first!"

On his journey to the far north, the Ghost King had gained a great deal—not only in cultivation, but also in horizons and experience. Along the way, Blackheart Elder had offered guidance from time to time, and he had also formed a slight friendship with Tian Buyi.

Moreover, when the four disciples of Big Bamboo Peak had "fallen on hard times," the Ghost King had lent a hand and given Luo Yunji and the others a place to stay. These were all where his confidence came from.

Now that Sanfu Town was developing rapidly, some disciples of the Ghost King Sect had also been inserted into the army under the name of Two Mountains. Today's Ghost King Sect was no longer the Ghost King Sect of the past!

As sect masters, Sanmiao and Poison God were by no means fools. They knew the matter had reached this point entirely because their disciples had run amok. But after more than ten