Rectifying Sect Affairs

"Sit, sit. Let's get this straight first. I'm only responsible for lecturing the Dao to you for ten thousand years, divided into five sessions, two thousand years each. How much you gain depends on your own fortune."

"Thank you, Vice Sect Leader Uncle-Master."

"White Crane Disciple, where are you?"

"Second Master, White Crane Disciple is here." A disciple ran in hurriedly and said.

"Listen carefully. If someone claiming to be Ran Deng comes to Kunlun Mountain in the future, immediately notify Cihang. Go."

Qing Xuanzi then said, "Cihang."

"Disciple is here."

"If you receive a notification from White Crane Disciple, directly beat Ran Deng out, understand?"

"Disciple accepts the decree."

Guangchengzi's eyes immediately lit up. What's going on? Is Vice Sect Leader Uncle-Master planning to make Cihang the senior sister?

Shouldn't this be my job as the senior brother?

Guangchengzi felt a sense of crisis: This is bad, my position as senior brother is not secure.

The other disciples, such as Taiyi and Huang Long, all glanced at Guangchengzi with deep meaning.

Then they looked at Cihang, secretly thinking: Should the senior brother be replaced?

How could Qing Xuanzi not know what they were thinking?

"Instead of having these thoughts, you should put them into cultivating the Dao. The reason I asked Cihang to do this is simply because among you rookies, only she can beat Ran Deng."

The disciples felt a wave of shame. So that was it. The reason was that they were not capable enough.

Especially Guangchengzi, he wished he could burrow into the floor.

Seeing that he had struck them enough, Qing Xuanzi stopped.

Otherwise, it was estimated that everyone would stop cultivating the Dao, as their Dao hearts would be broken by Qing Xuanzi.

"However, don't worry too much. With me teaching you for ten thousand years, I won't say you'll achieve Hunyuan, but at least a Quasi-Saint is guaranteed."

When the disciples heard this, they became energized.

Yuanshi, who was observing from Purple Cloud Palace, was not having a good time. His face was like a monkey's backside.

What Qing Xuanzi said implicitly suggested that he, Yuanshi, didn't know how to teach disciples.

Damn it, Yuanshi even had the urge to hit someone.

Thinking about it again, the possibility of being beaten was higher, so he could only turn his anger into motivation and go cultivate.

But unexpectedly, someone next to him let out a pig-like laugh.

Without thinking, Yuanshi slapped Tongtian on the head and said:

"Third Brother, I can't beat Qing Xuanzi, but I'm confident I can beat you."

Tongtian was deflated. There was nothing he could do, his strength was inferior. Aside from the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, he had nothing else to show.

He couldn't possibly risk his life against Yuanshi with the Immortal Slaughtering Sword.

"If you're not cultivating, get out of here." Hongjun's single sentence silenced the two of them.

In the Jade Void Palace, before beginning his lecture, Qing Xuanzi set a rule.

"Let's set a rule. From today onwards, none of you are to call the Intercepting Sect disciples 'those with fur and scales'. Your master is an elder to the Intercepting Sect disciples. He says it's fine, but you say it's not. If I hear anyone saying that again in the future, I will immediately cripple their cultivation and expel them from the Elucidating Sect. I mean what I say."

In the Purple Cloud Palace, after silencing Yuanshi and Tongtian, Hongjun was about to withdraw his divine sense that was focused on them.

However, he heard Qing Xuanzi setting a rule and couldn't help but secretly approve.

This is a good rule. Perhaps I should set one too.

He then said, "Yuanshi, did you hear what Qing Xuanzi said? Today, I will also set this rule for you. Do you have any objections?"

Yuanshi was depressed. He had been quite pleased when he heard Qing Xuanzi say that.

After all, Qing Xuanzi hadn't disregarded him this time.

Now, Hongjun on the high platform had slapped him.

He couldn't resist, and he even had to say it was good. This was truly stifling.

"This disciple has been taught."

In the Jade Void Palace, after Qing Xuanzi finished giving instructions, he began his lecture.

This time, he was teaching the pure Mixed Origin Method.

Qing Xuanzi had already thought it through. Whether it was the Elucidating Sect or the Intercepting Sect,

even if he taught them the Mixed Origin Method, he wasn't afraid of the Heavenly Dao discovering it.

Their strength was low. Before reaching the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, the Heavenly Dao couldn't distinguish it at all.

After all, before severing the three corpses, the Immortal Dao was also one of the Mixed Origin Methods.

It was only after reaching the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm that Hongjun, in order to advance further, was forced to come up with such a shortcut.

Perhaps there was even the Heavenly Dao's deliberate guidance contributing to it.

The only difference was the different cultivation philosophies and different Dao hearts.

Only after reaching the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm would a few clues appear.

Qing Xuanzi was confident that he could help them reshape their Dao hearts within these ten thousand years.

After a thousand years, Qing Xuanzi left with a single sentence: "Cultivate on your own."

Not long after Qing Xuanzi left, Ran Deng came knocking.

However, he was beaten black and blue by Cihang Daoist, who had just entered the Great Luo Mid-Stage, and left with a dejected figure.

And that wasn't the worst of it.

Not long after leaving, he ran into the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Ran Deng was truly miserable. Two of the women each took a side and acted as referees.

The other ten big men treated him like a ball, kicking him back and forth.

Especially that mid-air volley, it was truly exhilarating.

The most outrageous thing was, who knows where the Ancestral Witches got the means, but they actually sealed his magic power.

After a day of friendly matches, the Ancestral Witches left in high spirits.

They even said this kind of sport should be held more often.

Ran Deng, however, was flattened into a pile of meat paste, unable to move.

His heart was full of resentment: Not strong in attack, but the insult was maxed out.

The resentful Ran Deng left. He truly couldn't figure out who he had offended.

He couldn't even get into the Elucidating Sect's gate, and halfway there he was treated like a ball and kicked around all day.

Unable to understand what kind of luck he had run into, Ran Deng could only become ruthless: he would join the Intercepting Sect.

You Elucidating Sect won't accept me? As long as I join the Intercepting Sect, I will definitely bring a large group of people to get revenge.

And the Witch Race, you just wait for me.

After Qing Xuanzi arrived at the Intercepting Sect, his first words were: "Where is Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal?"

"Disciple is here."

"Get out of the Intercepting Sect."

"Disciple is innocent."

"In three breaths, if you are still here, you don't need to get out, just rest in peace."

Long-Eared was so scared his soul flew out of his body, and he scrambled away.

"Deputy Sect Leader Uncle, please listen."

Qing Xuanzi glared at Duobao, who had spoken: "If you have an opinion, you can get out with him."

Duobao shrank his neck and stood back.

Just kidding, saying a word is fine, but getting out is absolutely not happening.

"Is there anyone else? Step forward and get out early."

As soon as Qing Xuanzi said this, everyone was silent. Just kidding, who wants to get out?

They had finally found such a comfortable haven, and no one wanted to leave.

"So, you have no opinions? Alright, let's set a rule: no eating people. Anyone who has eaten people, I will give them three breaths to get out themselves."

Good heavens, more than half of the thousands of people immediately ran away.

They were afraid of running too slowly.

They heard that this Deputy Sect Leader Uncle was a Human Race, and he had come to settle accounts.

Duobao and several disciples were dumbfounded.

What's wrong? Did this Martial Uncle eat gunpowder? His temper is so explosive.

He chased away more than half the people just like that?

Chased away? In Qing Xuanzi's heart, none of these people should even think about running.

Outside, the twelve Ancestral Witches were holding something like a demon-revealing mirror, shining it everywhere.

Anyone who reacted was immediately given a severe beating, not even leaving their souls behind.

The first to suffer was that rabbit, which was directly roasted by the Ancestral Witches.

Anyone who came out later, if they were some kind of wild game, also couldn't escape the fate of ending up in the Ancestral Witches' bellies.

This wave was clearly seen by Tongtian in the Purple Cloud Palace.

He shivered inwardly; Qing Xuanzi's killing intent was too strong.

Nearly two thousand disciples, anyone who had indulged in 'foreign cuisine', none escaped.

All were taken down by the Ancestral Witches, and a few ended up in the Ancestral Witches' bellies, considered an extra meal.

"Third Brother, Junior Brother Qing Xuanzi is helping you clean house. Look at you, what kind of things did you take in? They're all just wild game."

Yuanshi didn't say anything about those with fur and scales this time; he changed it to wild game.

Tongtian's face turned red, looking at Yuanshi's smug expression.

If it weren't for Hongjun's dead-fish eyes staring intently from the high platform.

He would have already swung a sword at Yuanshi's forehead.

It was too shameful. What kind of things are all just wild game? Does your wild game know magic?