On the third day after the Honored One of the Thousand Spirit Sect returned, the Thousand Spirit Sect Supreme Elder came back.
"Eldest Brother, you're finally back. You don't know how miserable I've been. Our fleet is gone, and nearly half of my magical treasures have been destroyed."
"All the accumulation of so many years is gone in an instant."
At this moment, the Honored One of the Thousand Spirit Sect seemed like a bullied child who had just seen his parent.
"You've had it too easy lately. It's good for you to experience some setbacks." The Thousand Spirit Sect Supreme Elder spoke slowly.
"Eldest Brother, can you spare me from the 500 Punishment Thunder Whips, considering how pitiful I am?" The Honored One of the Thousand Spirit Sect spoke mournfully.
During his life, he had been whipped by the Punishment Thunder Whip twice, and each time it was so painful that he wanted to die. The memory was still fresh.
