Chapter 74: Expelled from the Master's Gate

Changming sneered: "Master, I know you dote on Senior Brother extremely, unwilling to admit others surpass him; even as Master, you cannot invert right and wrong, am I right, junior brothers?"

No one answered him.

Changming's expression changed slightly, he became a bit anxious, and continued to incite.

"Everyone, why aren't you speaking? Master treats us like this, not allowing our strength to surpass Senior Brother; today it's me, tomorrow maybe it's you—don't you worry at all?"

At this moment, Liu Min couldn't help but say: "Changming, you really don't know?"

"What?"

Changming puzzled.

"You can't catch up to Senior Brother; his strength—you don't even have the qualification to look up to him."

Liu Min said seriously.

"Impossible, nonsense—I'm already a Nascent Soul expert; how strong could Senior Brother be?"

Changming simply didn't believe it.

"Alright, don't struggle; they all know Senior Brother's strength, only you don't know—I deliberately kept it from you, worried you'd pass Senior Brother's information to the Hunt God, but I still need you to relay some messages, so I kept you."

Baiyun said.

Changming felt icy all over.

It turned out to be like this.

"From the moment you arrived, I already knew your identity."

Baiyun laughed.

The other disciples glared angrily at Changming.

He turned out to be a traitor.

Changming was exposed, he knew he couldn't deny it.

At this moment, Changming coldly stared at Baiyun, he sneered: "Even if you know I'm a traitor, what can you do? Even if I die, others from the Hunt God will act against you; you can't escape."

"Changming, you're crazy, daring to speak to Master like that."

Liu Min shouted a rebuke.

Changming glanced at him, sneering: "What nonsense Master? He never regarded us as disciples; you've been in the gate how long, only Golden Core—if he considered us disciples, why would he let our cultivation be so slow? In his eyes, we're merely lackeys he prepared for Qin Yang."

"Do you consider ten years to reach Golden Core as slow?"

Baiyun gave a faint smile.

"Yes, according to your claim, Senior Brother's strength far surpasses ours; he's only trained a few years more than us—why? Isn't it because you're biased, afraid we'll surpass Senior Brother?"

Changming sneered, still stirring up trouble.

"Do you know that in other Daoist sects, Golden Core is the sect leader, Nascent Soul are the elders?"

Liu Min said.

"How could that be?"

Changming looked utterly incredulous.

"You don't even know what kind of sect you've joined, yet you still dare to act arrogant there."

Liu Min snorted in disdain.

"Alright, Changming, leave; Place: Baiyun Guan cannot tolerate you."

Baiyun said.

Changming felt somewhat incredulous, gazing at Baiyun in disbelief.

He actually intends to let me leave?

What exactly does he mean?

"However, your cultivation must stay behind."

Baiyun continued.

"Dream on."

Changming sneered, and immediately rushed outward.

At this moment, Baiyun acted, directly grabbing Changming and pulling him back.

Without waiting for Changming to react, a powerful force surged into his body, directly destroying his cultivation.

Changming's eyes were venomous, staring at Baiyun, hatred surging in his heart.

"You ruined my cultivation, you're utterly vicious."

Changming said venomously.

Baiyun gave a faint smile, saying: "Throw him out."

Liu Min and the others directly Dòngshǒu, throwing him out.

If Changming weren't a traitor, they might even plead for him.

But now it's different.

Changming is a traitor; they wish they could personally kill him.

Now it's merely abolishing his cultivation and throwing him out—this is already the Master's mercy.

As Changming was thrown out, he kept cursing Baiyun.

This made those disciples even more angry.

After they threw Changming outside, they beat him up, then returned.

"Don't be smug; sooner or later you'll end up like me, tossed out like trash."

Changming said coldly, his eyes venomous to the extreme.

Hearing his words, Liu Min's face full of disdain, he sneered: "What nonsense are you spouting? You're a traitor, that's why you were thrown out; we aren't traitors, so why would Master throw us out?"

You are all merely the thugs he prepared for Senior Brother; don't you understand?

So what?

Liu Min sneered, his expression disdainful.

We are willing to be lackeys for Senior Brother, and besides, Senior Brother treats us like brothers; only an ungrateful wretch like you can't feel that, because you started with ill intent.

After saying that, everyone spat at Changming, then turned and left.

Changming's expression was somewhat dazed.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You just wait; none of you will come to a good end—I want to see you all crying while I smile."

After saying that, Changming struggled to his feet and left this place.

Liu Min stared at Changming's retreating back and coldly said, "I really want to kill him."

"Who wouldn't? It's a pity the master doesn't allow killing him; it's not because the master is soft-hearted, he must have another plan."

Another disciple, Kong Wei, said.

"Well, just wait and see how the master handles it; anyway I think things won't be that simple."

A group of people returned to Baiyun Guan.

Changming was expelled from the sect, but it didn't cause much of a stir.

Everyone quickly came to terms with this.

A traitor has appeared in the sect—what's the point of not dealing with him and keeping him around? The master's approach is correct.

Changming finally managed to hail a taxi, gave a destination, then closed his eyes, his expression pained.

Suddenly losing his cultivation, to him that sense of loss was so huge it made him want to go mad.

Soon he arrived at a manor in the suburbs and entered directly by face scan.

As soon as he appeared in the manor, the owner came out.

"Changming, what happened to you?"

The manor's owner was an old man who suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Changming said, "My identity was discovered by Baiyun Lao Dao; he abolished my cultivation and expelled me from Baiyun Guan."

The old man's breathing grew rapid; he exclaimed in surprise, "So you came straight to me?"

"Exactly, I want to cultivate the evil path and restore my strength quickly—hurry up and give it to me."

Changming said.

The old man's face darkened.

He couldn't help cursing, "Are you an idiot? Who let you come straight here?"

"If he weren't an idiot, how could I let him leave?"

A cold laugh rang out, and Baiyun appeared.

"You did this on purpose? I finally understand."

Changming's expression changed drastically.

The old man looked anguished, "This idiot."