Chapter 3128: with translation of chapter title

What Xu Jie said really drove him to the brink of madness; even the Nine Swords Daoist couldn't help but want to fight to the death.

As the Sect Master of a sect, when has he ever suffered such injustice?

Just when he saw Xu Jie's palm slowly sprouting a small sapling, his gaze instantly cleared up considerably.

He isn't afraid of Xu Jie, but he fears these Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts—he simply can't defeat them.

Just as the two were at an impasse, Qi Xiong also spoke up.

"Nine Swords Daoist, you go back first and take care of the disciples."

This time, the Nine Swords Daoist didn't retort but chose to obediently comply; staying longer, he feared he would truly become a death warrior of some innate Demon Race.

With the Nine Swords Daoist gone, only their own people remained in the hall, and Hong Zun finally exploded, shouting angrily at Xu Jie.

"Unfilial disciple, what have you done? That's Nine Heavens Bright Moon, you don't even know."

"Shīzūn, I'm doing all this for you."

Huh???

But facing Hong Zun's fury, Xu Jie was full of confidence.

It left Hong Zun feeling a bit unsure—what does this mean?

"Why are you doing this for me?"

In response, Xu Jie straightened his back and spoke with a righteous, solemn expression.

"As the saying goes, 'If the lord is humiliated, the minister dies.' Since our Shīzūn has been insulted, how could we disciples turn a blind eye? Everything I've done is for Shīzūn."

"What the hell have I done?"

"It's all because of those people from the River and Mountain Sword Sect.............................."

Immediately, Xu Jie, in front of everyone present, loudly recounted the whole story; after finishing, while everyone was still stunned, he clasped his hands in a salute and said, neither humble nor arrogant:

"I, Xu Jie, am a disciple of Shīzūn; someone behind the scenes has insulted my Shīzūn like this—how could I let it go? I've left them a breath, which is already showing leniency."

For a moment, Hong Zun was stunned; this kid seemed to have done the right thing, and indeed it was all for his Shīzūn.

But after thinking it over, he felt something was off and immediately asked:

"Why don't you pick a more ordinary jug of wine? Why insist on using the Nine Heavens Bright Moon?"

"Shīzūn, think about it—if we used ordinary fine wine, what persuasive power would it have? Could it be that your dignity is worth less than a jug of fine wine?"

"This………… you………………"

Xu Jie's words left Hong Zun unable to refute even a bit; this kid spoke logically and made perfect sense.

And those present, like Qi Xiong, after hearing Xu Jie's words, all shook their heads helplessly.

Xu Jie couldn't help but rub his forehead, inwardly lamenting.

River and Mountain Sword Sect, River and Mountain Sword Sect, why do you provoke the master and disciples of the Divine Sword Hall for no reason?

They're just looking for their own dao partners; what's it to you? Could you possibly be jealous?

Now it's fine—Xu Jie holds the moral high ground, his words are flawless; as the Sect Master of the Dao One Immortal Sect, he surely can't go on punishing Xu Jie, right?

After all, you lot sought death yourselves; Xu Jie already left them a breath, so there's really nothing more to be done.

But this matter still needs an explanation; having no idea for a moment, Qi Xiong suddenly turned to Zhao Tianqing and Tianhe.

"This matter shall be left entirely to the Heavenly Palace to decide."

"It's simple: our Dao One Immortal Sect has no solution, so you, Heavenly Palace, come."

Huh???

Just hearing this, Zhao Tianqing and Tianhe were also taken aback—'What? Everything's to be decided by the Heavenly Palace?'

"Surname Qi, you're going too far—when has your Dao One Immortal Sect ever listened to the Heavenly Palace? Basically, you only hear the tune but ignore the orders."

"Now that trouble's arisen, you're again letting the Heavenly Palace take charge? You let yourself reap all the benefits, and when something goes wrong, the Heavenly Palace bears the blame?"

"What do you take our Human Race's Heavenly Palace for? A scapegoat."

The two exchanged a glance, then without hesitation rose and left a single sentence.

"Daoist Qi, this is an internal affair of your Dao One Immortal Sect; the Heavenly Palace will not intervene."

Having said that, they didn't wait for Qi Xiong's reply and left directly.

Left behind, Qi Xiong clenched his teeth in silence—'Damn family matters, what the hell does the River and Mountain Sword Sect have to do with my Dao One Immortal Sect?'

Finally, Qi Xiong weakly waved his hand, signaling everyone to disperse.

Afterward, it's said that on that day Qi Xiong personally went to the Pill Hall and discussed with the Nine Swords Daoist for half a Shíchén before leaving.

After that, the matter just fizzled out.

The trouble was caused by the Divine Sword Hall, but the cleanup fell to Qi Xiong; all the way he felt nothing but stifled frustration.

"I can't stand being Sect Master even for a day."

From Xia Jie to the Immortal Realm, and now that the two realms have merged, it's still the same old situation.

At this moment, Qi Xiong's intention to resign has reached its peak; as Sect Master of the sect, he simply can't continue.

Meanwhile, having returned to his Dong Fu, Hong Zun looked at the jug of Nine Heavens Bright Moon before him, feeling like he wanted to cry but had no tears.

What a fine jug of wine, just wasted like that.

He hasn't taken a sip, and now it's completely ruined.

Just as Hong Zun felt his heart bleeding, the ground trembled and Wang Tieshu strode into the courtyard.

Seeing Hong Zun, he immediately broke into a smile and said.

"Brother Hong, I'm back."

He then came to the table, looked at the jug of Nine Heavens Bright Moon there, and grinned.

"Hey, Brother Hong, you're in high spirits—I'll drink with you."

Speaking, without waiting for Hong Zun to react, he seized the jug of Nine Heavens Bright Moon, tipped his head back, and gulped it down.

Don't drink, this wine is poisonous.

By the time Hong Zun opened his mouth, already a small half of the jar had gone down.

Hearing that, Wang Tieshu finally came to his senses, giving Hong Zun a strange look and said.

Brother Hong, what did you just say?

I…………… sigh, can't be bothered to tell you, let's go.

Where are we going, Brother Hong?

Go find Xu Jie, ask what poison that brat gave you, so I can detox you.

What? Xu Jie sent you a jar of poisoned wine?

Hearing that, Wang Tieshu's brain couldn't quite process it—why does this sound so unfamiliar?

His own disciple sent a jar of poisoned wine to his own master, and the master clearly knew it was poisoned wine yet still accepted it.

No, are you master and disciple playing around like this?

These past few days, Wang Tieshu has still been busy practicing sword, knowing nothing about the matters of the River and Mountain Sword Sect, so naturally he also doesn't know the origin of this jar of Nine Heavens Bright Moon.

Just feel that these two master and disciple are playing a bit too much.

But just as Hong Zun was pulling Wang Tieshu to leave, before they even stepped out of the courtyard gate, the originally obedient girl following them suddenly stopped moving.

Wang Tieshu behind him, as if rooted to the ground, stood firm no matter how Hong Zun pulled, not moving an inch.

In response, Hong Zun snapped angrily.

What are you doing again? I don't even know what poison that ungrateful disciple gave you; if it's a deadly poison and I'm too late to save you, don't blame me.

Why are you still standing there? Go.

Seeing there was still no movement, Hong Zun turned his head and started to scold, but having only said half of it, he sensed something was off.

Why is your face so red?

Looking suspiciously at Wang Tieshu ahead, something's off; this shrew's condition is wrong, and moreover I have a feeling of déjà vu, as if I've seen her somewhere before.

At the same time, Wang Tieshu rubbed his neck while uncontrollably walking toward Hong Zun.