Under the stern gaze of the Qingshan Patriarch, Yin Xiong finally stammered out the whole story.
"This is outrageous, simply outrageous!"
Upon hearing Yin Xiong's account, the Qingshan Patriarch's rage boiled over. With a sweep of his palm, a nearby building was instantly razed to the ground.
"Xue'er."
"Yes, master."
"Notify Zhu Yun and the other elders to gather at the Qingshan Hall immediately."
"Understood!"
Luo Lanxue dared not delay. Her graceful figure flickered and in an instant she was gone.
"Return to the town below the mountain at once, find out who exactly dared commit such audacity." The Qingshan Patriarch instructed Yin Xiong.
"Yes, Qingshan master."
Yin Xiong didn't even pause for a sip of water before rushing back down the mountain with two subordinates.
At the Qingshan Hall.
The Qingshan Patriarch sat grim-faced at the head of the hall.
At the lower seats, Zhu Yun, Luo Lanxue and the other elders all had their heads lowered with solemn expressions.
An aura of overwhelming pressure filled the hall, leaving the weaker cultivators gasping for breath.
"Master, this matter is no small thing." Luo Lanxue stepped forward and urgently analyzed, "From uncle's account, the master is already extremely angry over this incident."
"Sister speaks correctly." The youthful Yin Luo Li also stepped forward, face full of fury. "The master has shown our Qingshan Sect great benevolence, yet his disciple was nearly killed on our sect's territory. We must provide an explanation to satisfy the master over this matter."
"Precisely. The master himself did not act, but notified the Baofeng Commerce to make his intentions clear - he expects us to provide an account." Sect leader Zhu Yun added gravely, "Therefore we must treat this matter with utmost prudence and ensure the master's satisfaction. Otherwise, if the master is forced to act personally..." He shook his head, not daring to continue that train of thought.
"So Grand Master, you must decide how to proceed." Luo Lanxue looked to the Qingshan Patriarch at the head in solemn urgency.
"Hmph!"
The Qingshan Patriarch's expression was stormy as he slammed his palm down, instantly pulverizing the stone table beside him.
"No matter who dared attack young master Qing, none shall escape."
His voice boomed like a bell throughout the hall.
"Transmit my command."
"Yes!"
"Activate the Sect-Protecting Grand Formation, notify the Twelve Elders and Eighteen Guardians. Dispatch the Thirty-Six Heavenly Stars and Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends, along with all one hundred and eight branch disciples without exception. Zhu Yun will lead them out of the mountain!"
"I will make those who angered the master regret coming into this world."
Shock rippled through the hall at the Qingshan Patriarch's words.
Even in times of major sect wars, such a battle formation was unprecedented.
But it was only expected - if the Patriarch could not quell that person's anger, the Qingshan Sect would likely cease to exist.
"Understood!"
Deafening shouts echoed within the Qingshan Hall. Streaks of light shot out as cultivators streamed into the sky, trailing waves of energy.
The one hundred and eight branch disciples of Qingshan mobilized, marching directly towards Pingjiang City, their thundering footsteps shaking the earth.
At the same time, the Thirty-Six Heavenly Stars and Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends took to the skies mounted on flying demonic beasts, casting massive shadows over the land as they howled towards Pingjiang City.
Led by Zhu Yun, the Twelve Elders and Eighteen Guardians stepped on air, emanating tremendous pressure as they streaked forth with astonishing speed like meteors falling to earth!
In Pingjiang City, the Baofeng Commerce ground to a halt as all shops shut their doors. Countless spies were dispatched.
Within half an hour, a carrier pigeon delivered a letter from the Baofeng Commerce to the Qingshan Patriarch's hand.
As he read the note, killing intent erupted from his eyes.
"Pingjiang Commerce."
"Die!"
At his command, the massive Qingshan forces mobilized towards the Pingjiang Commerce's base.
In that moment, the skies over Pingjiang City suddenly changed.
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