Mo Chenxiao listened to his disciple's praise with a constant smile.
However, he soon stopped talking and looked Han Xuanji up and down with a strange gaze, making Han Xuanji feel uneasy.
Leng Qianshuang nearby, also noticed something was amiss. She glanced at her master, then at her junior brother, but remained silent.
"Master, please speak frankly."
Han Xuanji was helpless.
Mo Chenxiao then withdrew his gaze and coughed lightly:
"It's nothing serious. It's just that there's been a rumor going around that I used my position as the guardian of the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm to open a back door for you, which is why you were able to break through to the tenth level so easily."
They spoke with such conviction that several old fellows even came to ask me indirectly, which annoyed even me.
By the end, his tone had become somewhat resentful.
At this moment, Leng Qianshuang looked at the two of them with a surprised expression. She didn't expect her master to bring this up directly. In fact, she had heard the rumor as well, and some people had asked her for details, but she had always brushed them off.
She chose to believe that her master and junior brother weren't like that. Could it be...?
Han Xuanji wasn't too surprised after hearing this, but just smiled wryly:
"Don't you know whether Master gave me special treatment or not?"
"Nonsense! If I could interfere with the Ten Directions Immortal Hall trials, I would have arranged it for your senior sister long ago. Why would it be your turn, kid?"
Mo Chenxiao rolled his eyes at him, then lowered his voice and added somewhat guiltily,
"However, your speed in clearing the level this time was indeed a bit outrageous. If you had dawdled for a few decades, it wouldn't have aroused any suspicion."
In fact, Mo Chenxiao had indeed considered whether or not to give Han Xuanji some preferential treatment.
As the person in charge of the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm, he could naturally extend some authority, but this would easily give others grounds for criticism. Moreover, there wasn't much room for maneuver. He could give Han Xuanji an advantage, but it was impossible to simply stuff the reward into Han Xuanji's pocket. Therefore, he ultimately decided to let Han Xuanji perform on his own first.
The fortuitous opportunity by the Ten Directions Holy Lord was merely one of the paths he had arranged for Han Xuanji. If this path proved impassable, there would naturally be other options. However, he hadn't expected Han Xuanji to give him such a pleasant surprise.
In fact, I was somewhat surprised.
He even suspected that his master might have given this grand-disciple preferential treatment.
But on second thought, that's unlikely.
In the end, he could only conclude that his disciple had succeeded on his own merits, regardless of whether he had exploited any loopholes or not; in any case, he had cleared the game, and his achievement was undeniable.
Upon hearing this, Leng Qianshuang finally felt relieved, the last bit of anxiety in her heart dissipating.
Now that she had heard the two of them deny it themselves, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and interjected:
"Since it's not true, let others say what they want."
Han Xuanji nodded, then sighed:
"It was my oversight; I was only thinking of getting out quickly, causing trouble for Master and Senior Sister. But on the path of cultivation, one should seize every day. If I had known it would cause such a commotion, I wouldn't have lingered in the trial either." He
As she spoke, that innocent expression returned to her face, "Is clearing the level quickly a mistake?"
Upon hearing this, Leng Qianshuang, who already felt guilty for doubting Han Xuanji, immediately responded coldly with these seemingly casual remarks:
"Exactly, is it a mistake for my junior brother to be too strong?"
Looking at his two disciples, Mo Chenxiao couldn't help but laugh and scold them:
"Alright, I didn't say Xuanji did anything wrong."
He sat back down, then suddenly let out a cold laugh. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.
"Don't worry, your master isn't dead yet. In this Nine Mysteries Prefecture, in this Sacred Court, no one can bully us!"
Mo Chenxiao's words were extremely domineering, and even Han Xuanji couldn't help but take another look at his cheap master.
It must be said that there was absolutely nothing wrong with what he said.
Compared to his powerful backing, few in the entire Sacred Court could rival him; in fact, he was one of the most outstanding "second-generation immortals" in the entire Eternal Continent.
Since things had come to this point, Mo Chenxiao didn't ask the question he really wanted to ask.
He actually wanted to ask Han Xuanji whether she had opened it or not.
But then I thought, what's there to be afraid of?
Even if someone from the Arbitration Sacred Hall came, could they really fabricate a charge of "passing through customs too quickly"?
at the same time.
Somewhere in the Holy Judgment Domain, this is the headquarters of the Arbitration Sacred Hall, the Arbitration Sacred Hall.
Unlike the other magnificent palaces of the Sacred Court, this palace was entirely forged from black Heavenly Meteor Divine Iron, exuding solemnity and coldness. Even the stone steps in front of the palace seemed to radiate an inhuman chill.
Above the temple gate hangs a huge scale emblem, with four characters inscribed on each side. "Impartial and selfless, the holy way is boundless."
Since the establishment of the Arbitration Sacred Hall by the three Saint Emperor, this place has been independent of the Twelve Sacred Halls, not under the jurisdiction of the Four Saint Venerable, and only obeys the Saint Emperor.
For this reason, the Arbitration Sacred Hall holds a transcendent position within the Sacred Court, and is regarded as the most impartial and unbiased place.
But sometimes, fairness can also be the greatest burden.
The Chief Arbitrator sat cross-legged in a quiet room at the back of the hall, with a letter of accusation spread out in front of him.
The letter was short, but every word was like a knife, pointing directly at the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord and Han Xuanji, and it was signed with the seal of the Vice Hall Master of the Eighth Holy Hall.
He looked at it three times, and the more he looked, the more his brows furrowed.
He had naturally heard the news that the Ten Directions Holy Lord's inheritance had a new owner, and Han Xuanji was indeed extremely popular. He didn't believe there wasn't something fishy about it.
The information in this report does have some credibility.
If an ordinary person wrote this letter, it would be fine; they wouldn't care at all.
The problem is that the accusation was signed by Saint Venerable Haoxuan's third disciple, the deputy hall master of the Eighth Holy Hall, a true Holy Lord expert.
This was no ordinary letter of complaint; it was a strategic move by the two Saint Venerable, using the Arbitration Sacred Hall as a platform.
If he investigates, he will inevitably clash with the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord and the Holy Venerable Tianming. But if he doesn't investigate, the prestige that the Arbitration Sacred Hall has accumulated over the years will show its first crack in his hands, and he might even be attacked by others.
"This is difficult."
The Chief Arbitrator sighed softly, flipping through the letter of complaint again and again, as if hoping it would grow legs and run away on its own.
Unfortunately, the letter remained untouched.