"AAOOO! AAOOO! AAOOO..."
Yan Shaozhe howled on the ground as Long Xiaoyao lashed him with his huge whip.
"There are no parents who are entirely wrong, much less when she's your grandmother, your elder! You little bastard, how dare you speak of your grandmother like that? Are you trying to rebel?" Long Xiaoyao scolded as he whipped him. "Today, I, Long Xiaoyao, will properly teach you how to respect your elders."
As he spoke, Long Xiaoyao's whip fell like a torrential downpour.
Ye Xishui said with a saintly expression, "Xiaoyao, the child doesn't understand us. We can teach him slowly, but don't beat him to death."
"I'll listen to you, Xishui." Long Xiaoyao withdrew his whip, looked at Yan Shaozhe lying on the ground, half-dead and battered beyond recognition, then spat. "Listen, Shaozhe. Today, I'm letting you off for your great-grandmother's sake. If I ever hear you disrespecting your elders again, I'll skin you alive."
Yan Shaozhe could only nod and silently return to his seat.
After that, they got down to business.
As the two sides chatted—
Zhongli Wu suddenly proposed, "To display the friendship between our two sides, Xuan Zi, the Holy Spirit Cult is willing to honor you as our Honorary Grand Supreme Consecrator."
As he spoke, Zhongli Wu took out a custom-made Holy Spirit Cult Grand Supreme Consecrator token and handed it to Xuan Zi.
Xuan Zi accepted it carefully. The token was black, and part of its material consisted of undead ashes. Black mist seeped coolly from it. Its borders were decorated with eerie reliefs of vengeful spirits and skeletons, while a lifelike Godly Taotie Bull was carved in its center.
"In that case, I'll accept it without further ceremony." Xuan Zi carefully tucked the treasure into his pocket.
Elder Song, Yan Shaozhe, Cai Meier,