Su Bai's Support

"Y-you, Fourth Elder, don't you dare spit blood at me! Back then, wasn't that Fox Spirit given to me by you?" Sun Zimei cursed, his face flushed red.

"Fuck your mother! That fox was clearly caught to serve as a Contract Beast for my youngest female disciple back then. It was you—using the Great Elder's authority—who forcibly snatched that fox away!" Fourth Elder declared righteously. "All these years, I never dared speak of this, but now, even if you make things difficult for me afterward, I'll risk it all!"

As the many elders kept piling on, more and more people began denouncing Sun Zimei.

Many others even began listing, one by one, all the evil deeds the Great Elder had committed over the years.

After all, who could withstand such thorough picking apart? Even Sun Zimei's usual, seemingly insignificant flaws were magnified without limit at this moment.

"I propose."

"Temporarily strip Sun Zimei of his position as Great Elder and throw him into the Heavenly Prison, where he will await the Sect Master's emergence from seclusion and judgment."

"I agree."

"I second it..."

"Strip him of the Great Elder's position and throw him into the Heavenly Prison..."

"Strip him of the Great Elder's position and throw him into the Heavenly Prison..."

Throughout the entire hall,

uniform shouts rang out.

"Y-you, you, you, you..."

No matter how glib Sun Zimei was, how could he contend against so many mouths? Rage surged into his heart, and he spat out another mouthful of blood before collapsing limply into his chair.

"Tell me."

"What exactly did Shi Qingwu give you all?"

"How could you... how could you..."

Sun Zimei's face was full of unwillingness.

He simply could not understand how these elders, all of whom had belonged to his faction, had suddenly turned against