Chapter 7

Faced with Ye Qiu's question, Qi Wu Hui felt a moment of unease, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Brother Ye, your disciple is arrogant and disrespectful to elders. If not properly disciplined, he will surely bring disaster in the future. Seeing that you are in seclusion and have no time to discipline him, I acted out of good intentions. Please don't take it the wrong way, Brother."

"Oh, is that so..."

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "My disciple, no matter how much he may be at fault, is still a matter of the Purple Mist Peak. I will discipline him myself, and it's not your place to meddle here..."

"Our people of the Purple Mist Peak are not all dead yet."

As he spoke, a powerful aura instantly spread out.

The three of them immediately changed their expressions.

"Hiss..."

"Is Master really that strong?"

Lin Qingzhu was greatly shocked. At first, she really thought her master was only at the Second Rank of the Mystic Finger, as rumored.

Now, feeling this terrifying aura, she was deeply moved.

What touched her even more was that Ye Qiu was willing to stand up to Qi Wu Hui just to support her.

After all, this old man was the strongest in the entire Heaven Mending Sect, second only to Meng Tianzheng.

"Master!"

Lin Qingzhu was deeply moved, looking at the figure in white ahead of her, which seemed to grow even more imposing.

She never expected that after experiencing the loss of her family, she would find someone who genuinely cared for her.

She never thought she would meet a master who was willing to protect her and stand up for her.

Lin Qingzhu opened her mouth, wanting to persuade Ye Qiu that the委屈 (wrong) she had suffered was nothing, and there was no need to offend Qi Wu Hui for her sake.

But she couldn't bring herself to say it.

At that moment, Meng Tianzheng looked at Ye Qiu with surprise.

"This aura! It faintly contains a trace of immortal essence. What is his current cultivation?"

"Unbelievable, his strength is not as weak as rumored, yet he endured ten years of humiliation without ever explaining himself."

"This person's character is truly terrifying. If not for his disciple, he would probably continue to hide."

Meng Tianzheng gave Ye Qiu a deep look but did not speak to stop him.

This was a long-standing conflict between the Sword Concealment Peak and the Purple Mist Peak. As the sect leader, he could not favor either side.

Qi Wu Hui, on the other hand, had a sullen expression and looked at Ye Qiu with a blank face.

He now understood.

Ye Qiu's strength was not as weak as rumored, only at the Second Rank of the Mystic Finger.

From the aura he was now emitting, his strength was at least at the Boundless Realm.

However, this did not mean he was afraid.

"Hmph, Brother Ye! Your disciple is disrespectful to elders and has no regard for the sect rules. As the law enforcement elder, can I not discipline him?"

Qi Wu Hui's voice was cold, and his aura gradually erupted, countering the force emitted by Ye Qiu.

"Ha ha, the sect rules?"

Ye Qiu dissipated his aura and walked leisurely to the edge of the cliff, looking in the direction of the Sword Concealment Peak.

"Since Brother Qi mentioned the sect rules, let's talk about them."

"What do you mean?"

Qi Wu Hui's face was dark, and he didn't know what Ye Qiu was up to.

"Brother Qi, as the law enforcement elder, you must be well-versed in the sect rules."

"Do you know what the punishment is for a disciple who bullies the people, kidnaps and kills innocent civilians?"

Qi Wu Hui replied without hesitation, "According to the rules, they should be stripped of their cultivation and expelled from the sect."

Hearing this, the corners of Ye Qiu's mouth curled up, and he smiled with a deep meaning.

Seeing this, Qi Wu Hui suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, after hearing his words...

Ye Qiu smiled faintly and said, "It seems Brother Qi is very clear about the sect rules."

"If I'm not mistaken, one of your disciples from the Sword Concealment Peak..."

"Uses his strength to bully the people, kidnapping and killing women from the mountains. He is truly ruthless."

"According to the sect rules, should he not be stripped of his cultivation and expelled from the sect?"

"Oh, I remember! This disciple is Brother Qi's son, right? No wonder this boy can still run free on the mountain."

"That makes sense."

Ye Qiu had a look of realization.

"Ha ha..."

Lin Qingzhu almost couldn't hold back her laughter. She never expected her master to have such a devious side.

Clearly, he had set a trap for Qi Wu Hui, making him dig his own grave and jump into it.

Hearing this, Qi Wu Hui immediately realized that Ye Qiu was deliberately setting him up.

But what he couldn't refute was that every word Ye Qiu said was true.

He had a late son whom he doted on, and he had always been lenient with his son.

Qi Hao, relying on his father being the law enforcement elder and himself being the successor of the Sword Concealment Peak, had become increasingly perverted under Qi Wu Hui's indulgence.

In just a few months, he had kidnapped several noblewomen from the mountains and killed them.

In this world where the strong rule, such things were all too common.

Everyone usually turned a blind eye, as his father was Qi Wu Hui, and no one dared to speak out.

This indirectly fueled his arrogance and made him even more perverted.

"You..."

Seeing the fuse leading to his beloved son, Qi Wu Hui was thrown into a panic.

"Brother Ye, words need evidence. Although our two peaks have always been at odds, you don't need to frame me, do you?"

"Evidence?"

Looking at the other's sinister face, Ye Qiu sneered.

"What if I find the evidence? As the law enforcement elder, would Brother Qi not be biased?"

As he spoke, Qi Wu Hui was drenched in cold sweat, looking at Meng Tianzheng for help.

Seeing him in a panic, Meng Tianzheng shook his head in disappointment.

He never expected that Qi Wu Hui, as the law enforcement elder, would be outsmarted by a young man in his twenties.

He couldn't help but admire Ye Qiu, who appeared honest but was actually very cunning.

Meng Tianzheng was clearly aware of Qi Hao's deeds, but due to his special status, he turned a blind eye.

After all, in the eyes of cultivators, the death of an ordinary person was not something they cared about.

This was a world of fierce competition, where only the strong had a say.

Looking at the purple mist in the sky, Meng Tianzheng suddenly said, "Brother Ye, the Purple Mist Peak has beautiful scenery and abundant spiritual energy. There must be a spiritual vein beneath your feet, right?"

"No wonder Uncle Xuan Tian has never left the Purple Mist Peak for so many years. I see..."

Ye Qiu gave him a deep look, knowing he was deliberately changing the subject to suppress the matter.

He inwardly sneered, feeling it was about time.

Angering Qi Wu Hui now would not be beneficial, as the other was also a sect leader, and in a real fight, he was not yet a match for him.

It would be better to give Meng Tianzheng some face.

Moreover, as long as he held this leverage, Ye Qiu could control Qi Wu Hui.

"Truly worthy of being the sect leader, Brother. You see through the secrets of the Purple Mist Peak at a glance. I am truly impressed..."

Ye Qiu laughed and continued along with his words.

Meng Tianzheng looked at him with satisfaction and continued, "It's getting late. Let's get back to the main topic."

"Brother Ye, we are here for the Seven Peaks Martial Gathering in three months. Does your Purple Mist Peak plan to participate?"