Ouyang Xun heard Li Xiaoqiang's words and couldn't help but let out a light chuckle, "This is reality, alas."
Li Xiaoqiang's expression also changed, "I didn't expect the world of cultivators to be so cruel. So, from what you're saying, does it mean that even among fellow sect members, you can kill anyone you want to?"
Ouyang Xun shook his head, "It's not quite like that. The main reason is that Wen Ting's father is one of the Elders of the penal laws, so how could I not be sentenced to death? As one of Mount Kunlun's top ten talents, I naturally made many people uncomfortable. Now, Wen Ting can defeat me above board, which for them, is certainly a good time to vent their anger. An Outer Sect Disciple like me, having gained the fame of a top ten talent, is an insult to many of the Inner Sect Disciples."
