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Chapter 34 Quarrel

A disciple who was guarding the courtyard said, "What's wrong with your master Xuan Miaozi? Did he ruin his brain from refining pills? He chose a mortal as his disciple. It's really laughable."

Senior Sister Qingying's heart was as if devoured by a raging fire. She deeply felt that her sect was a supreme temple, and her master, brothers and sisters were unshakable role models who had been silently contributing to the prosperity of the sect. This deep love for the Juling Sect made her see that the Juling Sect was degraded to such an unbearable state by others, and her anger and shame almost devoured her whole body.

Qingying's chest rose and fell. She tried to suppress her anger, but the anger in her heart could not be easily dissipated. She questioned righteously: "You slander others and my master like this. Aren't you afraid of retribution? There is a public opinion in the world. Aren't you afraid that if the ancestor hears about it, he will directly abolish your cultivation and expel you?"

The group of disciples who guarded the courtyard laughed as if they had heard a great joke. One of the disciples laughed and said, "I am dying of laughter. This little girl really thinks she is a child of destiny. Has your master come to his senses? Haha, what a funny joke. How could we, who are under the protection of our ancestors, have such a bad master?"

Another disciple who was guarding the courtyard sneered, "Qingying, don't be so self-righteous. Did your master get provoked into accepting such a useless disciple? It's really eye-opening, hahaha!"

When Qingying heard this ridicule, a determined light flashed in her eyes. She said coldly: "Master's decision to accept a disciple is not something you can discuss casually. You are frivolous, but have you ever thought about how your words and actions will stain the Juling Sect? Everything will be judged by the public. If the ancestor hears about it one day, how will you deal with it?"

The disciples who were guarding the courtyard mocked in unison: "It is you who should be expelled from the sect, not us. You are a mere outer courtyard disciple, yet you speak rudely to an inner courtyard disciple. Don't you know the order of seniority?" They all blamed Qingying, believing that her behavior seriously violated the rules of the sect and that she deserved to be punished.

Qingying stood there, silent, with determination in her eyes. She knew that her master had a solemn history and outstanding traditions, and she would never let this group of guard disciples trample on them. Her anger had already accumulated to the extreme, but she knew that she needed to remain calm in such situations and not let the other party succeed.

Seeing Qingying being humiliated, Lu Xiuyuan was furious and could not help but say sternly: "Although I am only an outer courtyard disciple, I am not an inner courtyard disciple like you. No matter how talented you are or how abundant the resources you have, you have only started practicing a few years earlier than me. Aren't you guarding the gate here too? You really think you are a great human being. You bunch of ants will be trampled under my feet sooner or later." His voice was passionate and firm, as if announcing an irreversible fate.

The disciples who guarded the courtyard were shocked when they heard Lu Xiuyuan's words. This outer courtyard disciple was so arrogant and bluntly belittled them. In their opinion, Lu Xiuyuan was just a new disciple, and it was not his turn to criticize them. They felt an unprecedented anger and humiliation, and they could not imagine that an outer courtyard disciple would dare to fight back like this.

"Humph, is this kid crazy? How dare he be so arrogant here?" One of the disciples who were guarding the courtyard sneered disdainfully.

Humph, Xuan Miaozi's new disciple, no wonder he doesn't know the rules." Another said disdainfully.

However, Lu Xiuyuan did not retreat because of their ridicule, but stood up straight with a defiant look on his face. The rage burning in his heart made him forget his own identity, and he spoke out bravely just to protect the dignity of his master.

Although Qingying did not show much emotion, she was grateful to Lu Xiuyuan in her heart. She knew that although Lu Xiuyuan's words challenged the rules of the sect, they also saved her some face. The reputation of the sect was of great significance to her and could not be easily tarnished.

The disciples who guarded the courtyard looked at each other, unable to deal with Lu Xiuyuan's fierce reaction. In their opinion, this outer courtyard disciple was really a bit weird, he was so fearless and threatened to step on them, and the key point was that this person was still a mortal.

The disciples who guarded the courtyard could no longer hold back. It was like when you woke up one day, a mosquito said, "You killed his elder brother last night, and today he wants you to pay with blood." Another fly said, "You killed his master, and today you are going to die."

All this happened so suddenly that the disciples who were guarding the temple came back to their senses in the midst of laughter. They laughed loudly, some bent over with laughter, some even laughed until their faces flushed. Some laughed so hard that they actually fainted.

Lu Xiuyuan and Qingying looked at each other, both speechless. They didn't expect that this dispute would turn into such a funny scene, and even made the surrounding guards fall into this wave of laughter. To Lu Xiuyuan, these people were simply aliens who could not communicate, and Qingying also felt that this was a kind of danger in the world of immortal cultivation.

The laughter gradually died down, but for a moment it was still difficult to get rid of the shadow of laughter. The guards wiped their tears and regained a bit of composure. One of the guards looked at Lu Xiuyuan jokingly and said, "Boy, your performance is really funny, but this kind of joke is not suitable for spreading in the inner courtyard, otherwise it will bring trouble to you."

Lu Xiuyuan did not respond, but his eyes revealed his disdain for these people. He understood that their cultivation might be far superior to his, but their moral character was worrying. This farce made him more determined in his belief that even in the world of immortal cultivation, justice and morality were still of vital importance.

Qingying looked at the guards coldly, her brows slightly knitted, as if she was thinking about something. She had not expected such a scene, the guards in the inner courtyard were so contemptuous, which made her feel deeply disappointed.

The disciples who guarded the courtyard gradually calmed down. One of them waved his hand to signal everyone to leave, then looked at Lu Xiuyuan and Qingying and said, "Alright, alright, let's stop here today. Boy, you should go back to the outer courtyard as soon as possible and don't get in the way here."

Lu Xiuyuan's mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes: "I don't think I'm in the way, you are the ones who are causing trouble for yourselves. Enjoy your jokes, maybe it will become one of the classics of the inner courtyard."

Lu Xiuyuan thought to himself, how could such a scumbag actually enter the inner courtyard and become a disciple to guard the courtyard? God is really blind. This also made Lu Xiuyuan realize that strong ability is not the same as good character. In the world of cultivating immortals, only strength is the most important.

Just as everyone was arguing, a powerful voice sounded, echoing in the inner courtyard like a drum: "Who is making noise in the inner courtyard?" The voice was as majestic as thunder, shocking everyone.

The disciples of the Heavy Guard Academy immediately knelt on one knee, clasped their hands together, and shouted in unison: "Greetings, Elder Xuanjizi." Their movements were neat and orderly, and it was obvious that they were in awe of this Elder Xuanjizi.

The art of transmitting sound over a thousand miles was performed by Elder Xuanjizi, a famous elder in the inner courtyard with profound cultivation and extraordinary prestige. Xuanjizi's voice was steady and powerful, and for a moment the entire inner courtyard fell silent.

The leading disciple who was guarding the courtyard reported loudly, "Elder, this is an outer courtyard disciple and an outsourced disciple who bumped into the guards for no reason. We were just about to teach them a lesson."