He Pingsheng frowned. Well now, this disciple of mine really had something to her.
She made enemies at the slightest disagreement.
Tsk, tsk, tsk...
Luo Bingyao, well done!
But I couldn't blame my disciple either!
After all, who could venture out into the world without making enemies?
Had I, He Pingsheng, had any shortage of enemies back in the day?
What prodigy ever grew up in a greenhouse? Without some bloody trials, they would never amount to anything.
"Very well!" He Pingsheng said. "After all, Luo Bingyao is my disciple. If she truly owes you a karmic debt, I can repay it on her behalf as her master!"
"But you should at least let me know exactly what karmic debt she owes you, shouldn't you?"
Facing three Body Integration Realm cultivators alone, He Pingsheng was not afraid.
Golden light flashed in his eyes, and the cultivation levels of all three men opposite him were laid bare before him.
One was a Third Layer of Body Integration Realm!
One was a Ninth Layer of Body Integration Realm.
And the last was an Eleventh Layer of Body Integration Realm!
Frighteningly high.
He Pingsheng was confident he could catch the third-layer Body Integration cultivator off guard and kill him in a single strike.
But he could not deal with the other two.
"A karmic debt? You still ask what karmic debt is owed? Your precious disciple killed the most talented disciple of our Heavenly Mystery Valley! He was my personal disciple, and my own grandson!"
"Tell me, does that count as a karmic debt?"
That Third Layer of Body Integration Realm elder's face flushed crimson with anger, and his entire body trembled.
"What was your disciple's cultivation level?" He Pingsheng asked.
"Spirit Transformation!" the elder said.
"Huh?" He Pingsheng looked astonished. "Surely not.