After they stepped into the cave, they found an entirely different world inside. Its interior furnishings were every bit as fine as those of a villa in a major city outside.
At the end of the cave, inside a stone chamber.
There was a stone platform, and a white-haired old man sat cross-legged on it.
When the middle-aged Daoist and Cloudwater Daoist reached the stone chamber and saw the old man, they immediately knelt without hesitation.
"Master!"
The two called out in unison.
The old man turned at their voices. Seeing his two disciples, he frowned. "What happened to all your cultivation?"
"When you left the mountain ten years ago, I told you to conduct yourselves properly. Have you committed so many atrocities that retribution has finally caught up with you?"
Hearing this.
The middle-aged Daoist and Cloudwater Daoist poured out their grievances through tears.
"Master, you have no idea! We ran into an expert named Lin Fan."
With tears and snot streaming down his face, Cloudwater Daoist said, "After he crippled my junior brother, I only wanted him to come apologize."
"Who would have thought that after coming over, he would refuse to apologize? Even after I gave him your name, he looked utterly dismissive, then crippled me too."
"He even said you should come kowtow and apologize to him!"
With this round of embellishment, they twisted the original truth.
"Even after you told him you were Daoist Longyue's disciples, he still crippled you?"
"Yes! He even said Daoist Longyue was trash. Master, don't get angry. Those were Lin Fan's words, not mine."
Cloudwater Daoist kept slandering Lin Fan. His cultivation was gone now, and even though his master was powerful, he knew that recovering was essentially impossible.
Since there was no hope of restoring his cultivation, he thought