The Queen Of The Dark
Rebirith Of The God Of War [Chapter CVIII]
“The law of them both! They conspired to make the treatment hall a big loss!”
“What is the loss and what is not the loss?” Yue Liang Zhi walked over, the temperature suddenly dropped along with a cold tone and a flat expression, “want to judge people? It's ridiculous! You asked five seniors to be witnesses to your bullshit, but the owner of the field didn't know that the field had been damaged. Punishing people without the knowledge of the wronged, does not consider the existence of the Patriarch?”
“You—!!!” Xiu Juan was unable to continue.
Chen Bai Mo stiffened, after a long time finally re-encountering that heavenly beauty.
The closeness between Yue Liang Zhi and Patriarch Wen Hua, all sane disciples had known about it. Assuming the child had been made a private disciple even though Wen Hua himself did not confirm to the audience, secretly a group of disciples formed a group of fans of Yue Liang Zhi and always favored to head the sky.
But...
There was still a madman like Xiu Jieru willingly offending the child's tissue-thin patience, really wanting to be short-lived.
Everyone who stared at the black net would have unexplainable goosebumps, an aura of emphasis and indifference calling for a complete recompense of courage.
Yue Liang Zhi bend left hand to back back, “let the Patriarch decide the punishment for senior Shan Shan, and you.” He pointed right in front of Xiu Juan's nose, “our account is not finished.”
Xiu Juan gulped roughly, reflexively grasping at Chen Bai Mo's arm. Two dogs were cornered with just four light and cold words without any waves of emotion.
The five Alchemists nodded simultaneously, relieved after getting a tangled thread cut off from the actions of the master and young miss of the two Clans. Leading them all towards the residence of Patriarch Wen Hua, leaving behind a cold red that still did not show waves of emotional fluctuations like a frozen river of thousands of years.
Yue Liang Zhi's body turned around, “senior Shu Ming...,” throws a bottle of pills at the man, “treat the rabbit.”
Shu Ming caught the pill bottle, smiled lightly and said, “thank you.” He was increasingly open-minded towards Yue Liang Zhi, although the boy displayed an untouched porcupine thorn, yet still left a warmth that ordinary people rarely had.
Yue Liang Zhi sighed violently walking in search of the required herbal plants, her eyes staring regretfully at a quarter of the herb fields left behind half a stalk and root. Igniting the incense wish the rabbit spirit beast did not end up as a roasted rabbit with the addition of BBQ bubu, burned back and forth and eaten away leaving the bones.
He plucked around a dozen types of herbs, stood up and walked back to the residence of Patriarch Wen Hua.
The courtyard of the Patriarch's residence looked deserted with Wen Hua sitting up while propping up his chin staring at the sky, warm smoke billowing from the hot tea pot cooked with a small flame. He looked calm without interruption after experiencing a slap of the fact that a quarter of his beloved herbs had disappeared ingested the round belly of a rabbit, nor did it appear that delicious smelling meat was fragrant around him.
White rabbits are blessed with long life, only the abdomen expands and the life is intact.
Without Yue Liang Zhi noticing, when he imagined the condition of the rabbit, the bundle of fur suddenly brushed along with its vertical edging and teeth rustling.
“Scent boy!” Patriarch Wen Hua welcomed with a call beyond his elegance.
Yue Liang Zhi replied, “what have they come to you, old man?”
No more formalities, just two people who have been hanging out for two months. Yue Liang Zhi was not as disinclined as before, in fact having grasped a trait beyond the understanding of other disciples about the Patriarch and the four Elders who often displayed a frontal stance far from grandeur. Wen Hua herself had never considered the child as a disciple, precisely like a comrade and displaying little reverence.
Yue Liang Zhi's butt landed on another seat, “Xiu Juan makes trouble.”
“Punish them?” Yue Liang Zhi was slightly surprised with both eyebrows raised and a few seconds back to normal. About Xiu Juan's provocation to the two seniors, there must be another reason for the entrapment.
Patriarch Wen Hua sipped the tea and let out a loud "ah" sound, then looked at Yue Liang Zhi who was pouring tea on the two cups of the cup, then looked at Yue Liang Zhi who was pouring tea, “Chen Bai Mo and Xiu Juan deliberately filed for the expulsion penalty of two seniors from a set of inner disciples. Although Xiu Juan released the rabbit from the cage, but still the rabbit was brought by Shan Shan. I only lighten the punishment to guard the fields until the herbs return to their original state, not allowing to participate in any sect-related activities... If the penalty period is over, they can return to practice.”
Fine, Yue Liang Zhi accepted the punishment. Teach the method of punishment, for if neither received a satisfactory sentence for Xiu Juan and Chen Bai Mo, the two foul-hearted ones would surely still find fault while still having solid evidence.
The glass of brdinging on the table, Wen Hua stood patting her tangled clothes. “I'll go discuss the inter-sect and Clan tournament on the four Elders, you plant and take care of all my plants,” steps away before hearing the other party's reply.
Yue Liang Zhi advanced her lips with a floating mind.
The tournaments between sects and Clans in the Huo Empire were always held once every three years, this tournament served to determine the link between the Qinglong sect with the Jianlong sect and the ranking between the biggest Clans. In addition to determining the rank of sects and Clans, all the sect members and Clans who participated in the tournament would be ranked fillers for the standing of young cultivators of Huo Empire.
The Qinglong Sect also made this tournament a determinant of inner disciple rankings. In the previous three years, Liu Changhai occupied the first position of inner disciple as Touli's personal disciple, Tao Jiangying occupied the second position of inner disciple as Tuoli's personal disciple, Xiu Zhuting occupied the third position of inner disciple as Meng Yanli's personal disciple, Shu Ming occupied the fourth position of inner disciple, and Chen Bai Mo occupied the fifth position of inner disciple as Tao Hong Li's personal disciple.
The tournament scoring method was not the participant against the participant, but rather the hunt with the final assessment of the most obtained spirit beast crystal hunt amount along with the identification token that was successfully snatched from other participants.
The place where the Patriarch and the four Elders gathered...
Touli nibbled a small peach while standing and rendering in the building column, “the male fox and his children will watch the inter-sect and Klan tournament.”
Meng Yanli wiped the corners of the lips with a handkerchief, “bad! He will definitely make things difficult for Liu Canghai.”
“Then, where is the boy? We must give him advice to be careful during the tournament,” Tao Hong Li chimed in.
“Entah play in which corner, I also do not know,” Touli resigned to the nature of Liu Canghai who likes to disappear when in a crucial moment.
Patriarch Wen Hua simply kept silent by folding both hands, sitting on an oversized chair, occasionally combing a long beard and stroking a mustache.
Yuwen Yue shook her head helplessly, “but I'm sure... The Qinglong Sect could definitely maintain the first rank with the presence of Liu Canghai, Yue Liang Zhi, Yun Fengyin, Tao Jianying, Bai Yun and Lei Hu.”
“True!” Tao Hong Li gave a sharp shriek as he clapped his hands, “Yue Liang Zhi this is indeed a good seedling, ck... Elder is lucky to get it to be a private disciple.”
Touli, Meng Yanli and Yuwen Yue turned their heads simultaneously staring at Elder Wen Hua.
“Murid private?” Patriarch Wen Hua raised his left eyebrow, he did not know that his proximity to Yue Liang Zhi would cause any thought if he had attracted a private disciple. All his personal thoughts are simply summed up into a sentence, “hahahaha... My student will win the rating.”
This distorting thing doesn't need to be straightened out!
Hatach...
Yue Liang Zhi sneezed as she read Elder Wen Hua's book, turning her head left and right.