"Little Fung-giu, it seems your cultivation has improved quite a bit these past few years!"
Wen Cai and the others finished collecting Shi Jian's ashes, a hearty shout came from outside.
Lin Yu quickly beckoned the three of them to come out of the gate that Uncle Nine had blasted down to greet him.
Lin Yu sensed the immense power of the newcomer from the oppressive tone of those words; the mere act of relaying a message was more stressful than facing Shi Jian directly.
Since the person addressed him so affectionately as "Master," and Lin Yu didn't sense any hostility from the visitor, he dared to go out to greet him.
Five people were standing outside, two of whom were Four Eyes and Chin Hok.
The other three all had their hair styled in a topknot and wore Daoist robes.
But the white-bearded old man at the front was clearly superior to the others in terms of clothing material and demeanor.
"You brat, get over here right now and pay your respects to your grandmaster!"
Grandmaster!
Upon hearing this form of address, the four exchanged glances.
Grandmaster, that's Master's master's senior!
Such an elder is someone whose mere stomp could shake the entire Spirit Illusion Realm.
How could someone of this level, comparable to a local religious leader, possibly appear?
"Disciple pays respects to Grandmaster."
"Um"
The white-bearded old man nodded, glanced at the four of them, and finally fixed his gaze on Lin Yu, the youngest of them all.
"Not bad, this kid has quite a bit of talent. Where did Little Fung-giu find him?"
"Grandmaster, you flatter me. It's all thanks to Master's excellent teaching."
Lin Yu, who was still on the ground, felt embarrassed upon hearing this and quickly replied respectfully.
Lin Yu spoke cautiously, unsure whether his master would punish him for this fratricidal conflict.
"Hahaha..."
Just as Lin Yu was about to lose his temper from being stared at, the Maoshan master suddenly burst into laughter.
With a wave of his hand, he lifted the group of people off the ground by a force.
"Uncle-Master, what brings you here?"
At that moment, Uncle Nine had no idea how shocked he was when he heard his senior brother's voice.
He then quickly stepped forward and bowed.
"What, can't I come here?!"
The white-bearded old man looked at Uncle Nine with feigned anger.
"No, it's not..."
Uncle Nine couldn't think of anything to say for a moment, so he could only wave his hands repeatedly.
"Hey Little Fung-giu, all these years have passed, and you're still so rigid! You're so boring."
"Grandmaster, you must be tired from your journey. Please come inside."
Seeing his master's troubled expression, Lin Yu quickly stepped in to defuse the situation, even though it wasn't appropriate for him to speak in this kind of context.
"Look at him, even my grand-disciple knows how to care for me."
With that, the old man walked inside on his own.
"Xiao Yu is awesome!"
Four Eyes followed, but as they passed Lin Yu, they gave him a thumbs up.
They didn't dare to breathe loudly when they saw their senior master was angry.
After all, their master passed away early when they were young. If they made a mistake, it was either their eldest brother who would punish them, or their senior brother who couldn't handle it.
You can see the psychological trauma these people have suffered.
Bypassing the large pit in the courtyard, the old man went directly to the offering table in the main hall. "Master, it's been a long time!"
Looking at the memorial tablet above, the old man remained silent for a long time. Finally, he took the incense that Uncle Nine handed him from the side and lit a stick of incense for his master.
The group stood silently behind the old man, not daring to utter a sound.
Uncle Nine was extremely panicked.
He just killed his senior brother, and now his senior uncle has arrived.
This is practically a public execution.
He quickly gave a wink to his fellow disciples beside him.
"What happened?"
"What?"
Four Eyes Chin Hok looked at Uncle Nine with a puzzled expression, and the three of them began to stare at each other.
"Well"
A terrible teammate.
"Tell me, what's the reason?"
After offering incense, the old man sat at the front, looked at the people in the hall, and asked in a low voice.
"Master Uncle, I am guilty; I should not have killed my fellow disciples..."
Uncle Nine immediately took all the blame upon himself.
"Alright! Stop talking, little one, you tell the story."
Before Uncle Nine could speak, the old man interrupted, specifically asking Lin Yu to speak.
Lin Yu, whose name was called, subconsciously glanced at Uncle Nine, and then saw Uncle Nine's shifty eyes.
Left with no other choice, Lin Yu could only recount the whole story.
"Our Maoshan Sect takes it upon ourselves to subdue demons and uphold justice. Instead of using magic to save people, we commit evil deeds and humiliate respectable women..."
The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, and his tangible aura involuntarily emanated from him.
Wen Cai with lower cultivation levels, including Wen Cai, were instantly forced to their knees.
"Shi Jian has condoned his disciples' murder of civilians; he is hereby dismissed from his position as the senior disciple of Maoshan!"
"Lam Ching-ying should be punished for fighting among her own disciples!"
Upon hearing his name called, Uncle Nine immediately went to the old man to receive his punishment.
"Considering that you were forced to do this to eliminate demons, I will punish you by sending you to wander the human world to vanquish demons!"
The old man pondered for a moment and then gave Uncle Nine an instruction.
"Yes! This disciple obeys!"
Uncle Nine looked up at his master in astonishment, then accepted the punishment in disbelief.
It's not that the punishment was too severe, but rather too lenient. As a junior disciple, he had committed insubordination and caused internal strife among fellow disciples.
At best, their cultivation will be abolished and they will be expelled from the sect; at worst, they will be taken down on the spot and reborn as a human.
But can this punishment from my senior master even be called a punishment?
"Um"
"Sigh, Ah Jian is probably the most talented child of your generation, with Innate Lightning Body. But because we paid too much attention to him, his temperament couldn't keep up with his cultivation, and he made too many mistakes."
"Back then, when Tu Long was involved in opium trafficking, he was discovered, but he turned a blind eye because of the other party's small profit."
"As the senior disciple of Maoshan, instead of correcting his junior brother's mistakes, he perpetuates them and turns a blind eye!"
"I never imagined that Ah Jian, after all these years since he came down from the mountain, would even have a child."
It's clear that this person also cares about the old man Shi Jian. Unfortunately, Shi Jian brought this upon himself and ruined his own future.
"Take him away and deal with him however you see fit."
Splash...
All that could be heard was the clanging of chains, but to everyone's eyes, nothing had happened.
Although nothing happened, everyone knew that a ghost messenger had come and taken away Shi Jian's soul.
"Little one, your talent surpasses even your grand-uncle's, but you must set a standard based on your grand-uncle and not follow in his footsteps."
"Yes! Master, rest assured, your disciple will uphold the sect rules, stay true to my principles, and vanquish demons!"
Lin Yu looked earnestly at his grandmaster and made his promise.
The old man nodded with satisfaction, then took out a miniature Bagua mirror and a book from his pocket and handed them to Lin Yu.
"Master left in a hurry and didn't take anything good with him. You can take these to play with."
He then affectionately patted Lin Yu's head.
In Lin Yu, he seemed to see Shi Jian when he was a child. He had said the same thing to him: when he grew up, he would make the Maoshan Sect proud of him and lead the Maoshan Sect to become the strongest in the cultivation world.
Unfortunately, people change. Perhaps because he had always been number one since childhood, he became arrogant and domineering. After repeatedly violating the rules of the sect, Shi Jian was sent out by Maoshan to undergo training, hoping that he could find his original intention.
As a result, Shi Jian not only did not restrain himself, but became even more arrogant and spoiled, relying on his position as the senior disciple of Maoshan to protect his subordinates and allow them to commit all sorts of heinous acts.