Chapter 1785

"Please, Steward, take heed; with these great bandits before us, the Sect must absolutely not be careless, we should eradicate them with thunderous force, otherwise later we fear endangering the Sect's foundation."

Listening to several disciples speak one after another, this Steward completely crashed.

His eyes dull and vacant, he stood frozen within the Formation Light Curtain, motionless.

After a long while, this Steward's eyes gained some expression; he then opened his mouth and spoke somewhat haltingly.

"You...... you guys encountered something in Qingbi Immortal City?"

"What the hell are you all talking about nonsense, how could it shake the Sect's foundation?"

"Just a few Xia Jie people, what waves could they stir up? You could pinch them to death with a flick of the wrist."

"Besides, even if they were the younger generation limited by bone age, even if you brought those true experts of the older generation from Xia Jie into the Immortal Realm, it would still be impossible to shake the foundation of the Netherworld Palace."

"What's more, just a few Xia Jie youngsters who haven't even fully grown their hair."

So, this Steward merely thought that these disciples might have encountered something in Qingbi Immortal City.

"If so, then you could at least give him a hint, at least let him understand."

However, regarding this, several people shook their heads in unison and then spoke with one voice.

"No, we are only concerned for the Sect; feeling the danger these villains pose, we hope the Steward will treat this seriously and absolutely not let these lawless ruffians run wild within the Sect, escaping punishment."

"Yes, we are all wholeheartedly for the Sect."

"We are all thinking of the Sect; Steward, please take heed."

"We hope the Steward will take heed."

Saying this, several people clasped their hands in salute, appearing utterly serious, tone serious, expression serious, even their gestures showed not a hint of joking.

Watching those disciples bow deeply on the other side of the Formation, this Steward fell into deep silence.

Even he himself had a moment of doubt, wondering if there were some hidden circumstance he didn't know about.

But that shouldn't be; he had already investigated this matter thoroughly—it's just those Xia Jie people disliking each other, so they killed each other.

There's basically no other problem at all; what kind of thing is this?

Is there something Qīqiào? Any problem?

This Steward fell into self-doubt, then glanced at those disciples with a complex gaze, and finally uttered a sentence in a resigned tone.

"Since the Hall of Longevity is willing to intervene, then properly treat them; when the matter is settled, return to the palace as soon as possible."

Having said that, the Steward hung up the Formation with a complex expression.

Damn it, I just wanted to simply ask how the situation was progressing; if the Hall of Longevity won't intervene, and someone dies, then just come back quickly.

After all, he only gave that little bit of immortal crystals; it's understandable that the Hall of Longevity wouldn't intervene.

But I never expected this result; I just wanted to simply ask about the progress, yet ended up confusing myself—what kind of thing is this?

Did these kids encounter a killing in Qingbi Immortal City? Not only do they call each other brothers, but it has even risen to the height of the Sect's survival.

It seems they won't rest until they kill those Xia Jie people; I don't understand, can't figure it out.

At evening Fàn diǎn, it remained just like noon.

The disciples of the Netherworld Palace ate simple meals, while the Fifth Elder and Li the Steward still had five dishes and one soup.

Li the Steward was also a person of principle, not telling anyone in the Hall of Longevity about Ye Zhangqing's affair; otherwise, with many people in the Hall of Longevity, they would have surely caught wind of it.

Accordingly, Ye Zhangqing naturally wouldn't say much; fewer people meant he could relax more.

After all, this is the Hall of Longevity, not the Guo family; Ye Zhangqing also wanted to relax for a few days, not wanting to be as exhausted as when he was at the Guo family, where he was worn out to the point of his feet not touching the ground.

Good Review Points aren't urgent; we can talk about them after returning to the Guo family. Anyway, Ye Zhangqing is confident he can raise his cultivation to Emperor Sovereign Realm before the Immortal Realm opens.

Different dishes, but equally tasty; after eating, Li the Steward still had a black face, still fiercely glaring at the Fifth Elder.

It seemed as if the Fifth Elder owed him money; he still gave a cold snort, and without waiting for the Fifth Elder to speak, he turned and left directly.

"Wait a moment.................."

They paid no heed to the Fifth Elder's voice; seeing this, the Fifth Elder was angry enough to grind his teeth, while his suspicions grew ever deeper.

What the hell is wrong with this old coot? Starting from noon, he's been acting weird; he damn well didn't do anything, yet he makes it seem like I owe him money—what the hell?

Unfortunately, Li the Steward had no intention of replying, and didn't even give the Fifth Elder a chance to catch up and ask; he simply vanished, leaving the Fifth Elder only able to feel resigned.

He silently cursed, "Nuts."

Immediately, he greeted Ye Zhangqing, who had just come from Luo Jiuyou, and then left the kitchen on his own.

Unable to figure it out, he simply stopped worrying; anyway, he'd just assume Li the Steward had a neurological problem.

However, what the Fifth Elder didn't know was that, while he thought Li the Steward was sick, Li the Steward had returned to his own Dong Fu.

He poured himself a cup of tea, but didn't drink it; instead, he wore a thoughtful expression, wondering what he was considering.

He sat dazedly in the courtyard, obviously completely immersed in thought, without making a move.

No one knew how long he had sat there alone like that; suddenly, Li Guanshi came to his senses, and as if he had made some decision, he gritted his teeth and took out something resembling a Xiǎnyǐng zhèn pán.

As Li Guanshi activated the Xiǎnyǐng zhèn pán, soon the light emanating from the Formation formed a light curtain.

After the light curtain flickered a few times, an old man with crane-white hair and a childlike face, his hair white as snow, appeared within the Formation Light Curtain.

"I should have said before, if there's no important matter, don't disturb me."

The old man gave the impression of not being fierce at all; rather, he seemed somewhat kind, with a benevolent look.

But his words came across as extremely indifferent, even carrying a hint of reproach.

It seemed he blamed Li Guanshi for contacting him, and his opening words were a questioning accusation.

Upon hearing this, Li Guanshi hastily bowed respectfully and called out.

"Greetings, Hall Master."

This old man was none other than the Hall Master of the Hall of Longevity, Li Guanshi's direct elder brother.

Facing the Hall Master's somewhat dissatisfied inquiry, Li Guanshi also gave it his all.

Logically, he shouldn't have contacted the Hall Master, but he simply couldn't bear to see such a precious person end up dying so unwillingly at the hands of that bunch of fools from the Guo family.

So, this kid must be seized; only their Longevity Hall can be Ye Zhangqing's better refuge.

"Young Master Ye also wants to join our Longevity Hall, right?"

Thinking this, Li Guanshi grew more resolute; facing the Hall Master's inquiry, he performed a respectful salute and then spoke loudly.

"Reporting to the Hall Master, there is indeed a major matter, and it is actually a matter of life and death for our Longevity Hall, so I ask the Hall Master to decide."

"A matter of life and death?"