Chapter 223

Divine Sword Peak, having just finished breakfast, now presented a harmonious scene; many disciples shuttled about Divine Sword Peak, and from time to time one could still see the figures of Jade Maiden Peak disciples.

But such a harmonious scene was instantly shattered by a terrifying angry shout.

"Hong Zun, get out."

Only seen, on the summit of Divine Sword Peak, Shi Song stood suspended in midair, his face ferocious, as if he wanted to eat someone.

"Èr Zhǎnglǎo, what are you doing.................."

Hong Zun was naturally not at Divine Sword Peak; he had already fled without a trace. Hearing the sound, Xu Jie walked out from his Dong Fu, smiling, and bowed to Shi Song.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, Shi Song coldly interrupted.

"Get out."

"Alright."

That old fellow's expression was clearly off; Xu Jie, without a word, turned and headed back to his own Dong Fu, though he still muttered to himself.

"Early in the morning, who provoked him? Could it be the Shīzūn?"

Having driven off Xu Jie, Shi Song saw no response for a while, and his anger grew ever more fierce.

"Hong Zun, you may dodge the first day, but you cannot dodge the fifteenth; if you have the ability, dodge for a lifetime."

"Shi Song, what's wrong with you? Hong Zun isn't even in Divine Sword Peak right now."

Finally, Qing Shi stepped forward to speak. Hearing this, Shi Song furrowed his brows; that scoundrel had indeed run fast, but with Divine Sword Peak here, where could he possibly go? He simply didn't believe he wouldn't return.

Once he returns, Shi Song will surely cut down this scoundrel personally.

Just thinking about what happened at the Tāngquán earlier, Shi Song felt both ashamed and angry; damn old drunkard, are you trying to kill me? Fine, if that's the case, then let nobody live.

He coldly glanced at Hong Zun's Dong Fu, then turned his head and spoke to Qing Shi.

"Tell Hong Zun, if he has the ability, he should never return to the Dao Yi Sect for the rest of his life."

Having said that, he was about to leave when a steward from the Zhu Feng rushed over at high speed, looking at Shi Song with a somewhat strange gaze.

"Greetings, Èr Zhǎnglǎo."

"What is it?"

He was in a bad mood, so his tone naturally wasn't good either.

"The Sect Master requests your presence."

"Senior Brother? I don't know why the Senior Brother would summon me this early; could it be about the Tāngquán? Would the Senior Brother even bother with such a trivial matter?"

His old face flushed red involuntarily; this time he had lost all face, and the more so, the fury in Shi Song's heart surged heavenward—everything was thanks to that scoundrel.

Soon he arrived at Qi Xiong's Dong Fu; three huge cracks remained, certainly too much to repair in a day.

Looking at those three cracks, Shi Song couldn't help but curse again.

"Scoundrel."

He strode into the hall; although he had been able to suppress his anger by force, the moment he entered the hall, Shi Song's eyes instantly turned red.

He launched a punch straight at Hong Zun in the hall.

"Scoundrel, die."

Before, they had still been searching for that scoundrel's traces, originally thinking he had fled to avoid guilt, but who would have thought, damn it, he actually ran to the Senior Brother's place.

And Hong Zun was clearly prepared as well; the moment Shi Song made a move, he flashed aside and hid behind Qi Xiong.

"Senior Brother, save me."

"Senior Brother, step aside; today I will definitely kill that scoundrel, and if I end up hurting you, that won't be good."

Speaking, he lashed out with another palm; Hong Zun clung desperately to Qi Xiong's clothes, and Qi Xiong, having no choice, could only raise a hand to block.

Then, with a boom, the aftershock of the two Great Saint Realm experts clashing instantly shook the entire hall into collapse.

His mouth twitched; "My Dong Fu…"

But this wasn't over yet; Shi Song was truly enraged, continuing his attacks, while Qi Xiong could only helplessly keep defending.

After the exchange, the hall was gone, the courtyard was gone, and everything inside the Dong Fu was gone.

"Enough, this is my Dong Fu."

Outside, as Qi Xiong's Dong Fu collapsed outright, the gathered senior elders and stewards all stared, dumbfounded.

"What happened? The Dong Fu is gone?"

"I don't know; just now it seemed like Shi Song, Senior Brother, went in."

The Dong Fu of the Sect Master was directly smashed to pieces—utterly absurd.

While the crowd was still discussing, three figures shot up into the sky, and Qi Xiong roared furiously.

"Damn it, do you still have any regard for this Senior Brother of yours?"

"Senior Brother, don't block me; today I swear to kill that scoundrel."

"You two senior brothers, calm down; why must fellow disciples fight like this…"

Qi Xiong and Shi Song both wore furious expressions, while Hong Zun stood aside trying to mediate.

Hearing this, Shi Song turned his head and glared, his eyes blazing with anger.

"Shut up; it's all your fault. Don't say the senior brother doesn't value brotherhood—tell me how you want to die today."

"Well… I don't really want to die."

"Hah, you don't want to die? Even if the Heavenly King himself came today, he couldn't save you—that's what I say."

Speaking, Shi Song prepared to strike again, while Qi Xiong's forehead veins bulged, showing he had reached his limit; he immediately shouted angrily.

"What are you standing there for? Grab those two for me."

This was said to the elders secretly watching the fight; "Damn it, you're really just standing there watching? My home is gone."

Hearing Qi Xiong's words, the Third Elder, Tian Nong, and several other senior elders sprang into action, and only with great difficulty did they manage to subdue Shi Song and Hong Zun, mainly Shi Song.

Even when the Third Elder and Fourth Elder jointly pressed him down, he continued to struggle incessantly.

If you still treat me as Shī xiōng, then let me go.

Shī xiōng, stay calm, stay calm.

I'm not calm at all—do you know what happened? Do you know what injustice I've suffered? Do you know?

Let me go; today I will personally kill this flirt.

As he spoke, Shi Song's eyes welled up; thinking of what had happened that morning, a boundless shame surged in his heart, and his gaze toward Hong Zun burned with fury.

But the more he acted this way, the Third Elder and Fourth Elder dared not let go.

As for Hong Zun on the other side, he was quite cooperative; Tian Nong merely placed a hand on his shoulder, and Hong Zun made no further move.

Seeing that Shi Song was finally under control, Qi Xiong turned and glanced at the completely collapsed Dong Fu, his eyelids twitching.

Why is it always me who gets hurt? Damn, I'm the sect leader—how did I end up like this?

Go to the main hall.

He said through clenched teeth, and immediately the group arrived at the main hall.

Seated in the main seat, looking down at Shi Song and Hong Zun, Qi Xiong rubbed his swollen forehead and said.

This matter originally wasn't a big deal, and Hong Zun didn't do it on purpose, Shi Song, you............

Hong Zun had already explained the matter to Qi Xiong once; he really had forgotten, it wasn't intentional.

Although Qi Xiong was also speechless, and had previously scolded him, before he could finish speaking, Shi Song interrupted angrily.

Senior Brother, what do you mean it's not a big deal? Do you know how much harm this has caused me? I've Xiūliàn for four thousand nine hundred years, never married, and now I've been............ seen naked by others—how is that not a big deal?

Senior Brother, don't you know how important reputation is to a man? Because of this petty man, my lifelong purity has been ruined.

Hearing Shi Song's outburst, Hong Zun fell silent, Qi Xiong fell silent, and all the fellow senior brothers present fell silent.