"Master! Spare me!"
"Lord Daoist Patriarch, spare me!" Jerkov and Ceno instantly came to their senses and cried out in utter terror. Though neither could resist, they now knew that the figure shimmering with five-colored spiritual light had unearthed everything they had done. They did not dare offer excuses...
Whoosh! The two purple sword rays were about to slice into Jerkov's and Ceno's heads!
Suddenly!
"Wait! Purple-Light Kid!" the shimmering figure called out to stop him.
"What? These two have utterly disgraced me! Unless I kill them, the hatred in my heart will never subside!" the Purple-Light Daoist Patriarch said furiously.
"Ah! Can you really bear to do it?" The shimmering figure clearly knew the Purple-Light Daoist Patriarch all too well. Shrugging, he asked in a low voice.
If the Purple-Light Daoist Patriarch had truly intended to kill them, how could there have been time to stop him with a shout? Naturally, he was reluctant to kill two Heaven-and-Earth Realm great cultivators of the Purple Vitality Gate, especially when one was his personal disciple, who had cultivated under him for years and whom he had painstakingly nurtured. Yet what the two had done was enough to make one's hair stand on end. Despite his astonishing cultivation and a heart normally as calm as still water, the Purple-Light Daoist Patriarch could not suppress his sudden fury. But killing them... he could not quite bear it...
"Well..." The Purple-Light Daoist Patriarch faltered, then said helplessly, "Then what do you suggest? You were the one who stirred this up!"
"What do you mean, I stirred this up? If the cat hadn't stolen a taste, could I have caught it eating fish?" Still in rather good spirits, the shimmering figure shrugged.
"Master! Please spare your disciple this once!" Seeing that his master was softening,