Yang Jie was no weaker than Yu Jiang. She had already begun to surpass the Grandmaster realm, transcending the ordinary and entering sainthood!
Though she had only taken the first steps across that threshold, her cultivation realm alone already placed her on a par with the patriarchs of the various Aristocratic Families.
As her gaze swept over the gathering, it carried an imposing air of its own.
Few of the representatives present could match her strength!
"Absurd! Elder Yang Jie, don't forget your position! Keeping a pretty boy is one thing. You could even give him a Saintly Weapon! But how could you do this with an Heirloom Divine Weapon? Have you lost your mind?!"
This time, the first to fly into a rage was actually a member of the Yang Family itself.
The Yang Family Elder who had spoken earlier now found this unbelievable too.
At first, he had thought Yang Jie was merely making an expedient claim to secure ownership for the moment.
But now it seemed she was serious!
This was an Heirloom Divine Weapon!
Had she gone mad?!
"He chose it, and I lent him the Origin Crystals. Before it was cut open, I had no idea it contained an Heirloom Divine Weapon. Nor did I request funds from the family or draw on the Treasure Gathering Pavilion's resources. If it had turned out to be worthless, or even something taboo, would you really have agreed to cover it afterward? Stop making a laughingstock of yourselves!"
Since Yang Jie had already made her decision, she stood her ground and argued her case.
What she said was indeed the truth. There was a clear distinction between public funds and private money.
"I think Pavilion Master Yang has a point. We've all drawn on collective resources before. We