Mo Bufan tipped back his head, took a sip of strong liquor, and let out a burp.
Rubbing his red nose, he drunkenly cupped his fists and said, "This old man is Mo Bufan, master of the Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion. You must be that expert who nearly wiped out the Azure Cloud Sect a hundred years ago, correct? If this old man remembers correctly, the peak eighth-grade pill refined by Master Yun over twenty years ago also ultimately fell into your hands, did it not?"
Su Yueli narrowed her eyes slightly and replied coldly, "So what if I am?"
Those casual words landed among the crowd behind them like a thunderclap exploding.
The current Azure Cloud Sect Master, standing among the others, shuddered violently, his face instantly turning white as paper.
Instinctively, he wanted to rush forward and lodge a complaint with Zhao Xuankong, the Great Li Imperial Family's strongest foundation.
Yet just as the words reached his lips, the last words his ancestor had spat out in blood before taking his own life suddenly surfaced in his mind.
"Never provoke this person again... This is the karmic retribution sown by the Azure Cloud Sect. Now that all cause and effect have been extinguished, if you continue to entangle yourselves with her, the sect will surely perish!"
The Azure Cloud Sect Master's raised foot froze in midair, and he forcibly stopped himself.
He lowered his head as cold sweat poured down like rain, even holding his breath completely.
Storm clouds gathered over the scene. Every person who stepped forward was a towering giant at the peak of the Fourteenth Realm or Thirteenth Realm.
He had only barely broken through to the Thirteenth Realm. Before this group of old monsters, he did not even have the right to interrupt. One misstep,