"Fellow Daoist, the Wind God Sect has never had any quarrel with you. Why burn all bridges with our sect over an outsider?"
The grand elder softened his tone somewhat, hoping to probe Yun Che's true purpose. "If there has been some misunderstanding, or some grievance between Cui Zhongfa and the Holy Son, our Wind God Sect is willing to mediate and give you a satisfactory resolution."
He knew full well that the sect's interests came first. Unless absolutely necessary, he was unwilling to make an enemy of such an unfathomable expert. Moreover, someone who could break the Ten Thousand Winds Locking Heaven Formation with a single slash surely possessed immeasurable strength.
Yun Che nodded lightly, seemingly agreeing with Gan Shuyu's suggestion. He spoke to Cui Bing beside him, whose gaze was cold and whose arrogance made him seem to be looking down his nose at everyone.
"Do me a favor and suppress your cultivation to the early-stage Divine Realm."
Cui Bing froze, nearly bursting into laughter. But just as he was about to mock him, he discovered to his horror that he had actually suppressed his own cultivation to the early-stage Divine Realm.
For a moment, the disdain in his gaze toward Yun Che turned to fear.
A single word could control his every move. Such methods truly chilled him to the bone.
Ding! Malice from Cui Bing +1.
"Y-you... what did you do to me?" Cui Bing swiftly darted behind Grand Elder Gan Shuyu, his eyes filled with terror.
"Sir, what is the meaning of this?" Gan Shuyu asked gravely.
Everyone present, including Cui Zhongfa and Mao Bingduo, looked at Yun Che in confusion.
Yun Che smiled. "Since this is a dispute between father and son, why not have a fight to the death? Regardless of