"metropolitan."
He walked into the courtyard and bowed to Zhu Ling.
Wu Rong was now full of confidence. When Zhu Ling's intimidating eyes swept over him, he accepted it calmly without wavering at all.
Zhu Ling had a plain appearance, but his eyes were filled with majesty. He looked at Wu Rong and snorted coldly, "Your grandson is causing trouble again, isn't he?"
"...yes."
Wu Rong responded with his head lowered.
Zhu Ling raised his eyes and looked at Wu Rong coldly, roaring: "You are so stupid! You don't discipline your own grandson at all! He has caused chaos in my Nianling Sect on weekdays, and he has bullied so many female disciples. They came to me to ask for justice. I suppressed them many times for your sake, but he is still so unrestrained and indulgent!"
This time, the momentum surged!
As the leader of the Nianling Sect, Zhu Ling's cultivation is much stronger than Wu Rong's. After this roar, Wu Rong's face suddenly turned pale.
He endured the sweet smell rising in his chest and gritted his teeth and said, "Master, calm down! This is my fault for not disciplining my children properly!"
Even if Wu Rong wanted to defend himself, he couldn't resist at this moment.
In terms of cultivation, as they were both in the fusion stage, Wu Rong was no match for Zhu Ling. Right now the sect leader was very angry, and he knew that Wu Jie was in the wrong in this matter, so he did not have any unnecessary excuses and could only suppress Zhu Ling's anger first. Otherwise, he would not be able to say a word of what he really wanted to say.
Wu Rong's tactfulness made Zhu Ling feel relieved.
He sneered and said, "Since you already know that you are not good at disciplining your children, why not let me do it for you!"
"Honestly speaking, the sword that chopped off your grandson's right hand, who knows what kind of backers the woman with only the second foundation building level has behind her. Your grandson just offended her. The broken hand of that useless person is just a small matter, but it is a big deal to implicate my Nianling Sect!"
Zhu Ling's mind was also filled with a lot of calculations.
He really wanted to get rid of Wu Jie, the most disliked and hated playboy in the Nianling Sect.
This guy has caused many people in the sect to complain, but he still relies on the fact that he has a grandfather who is the third elder, and a lot of resources to help him reach the Jindan stage, and he refuses to change his bad habits.
In fact, as the sect leader, even if he doesn't care about this matter, it won't cause any big trouble. They are just some female disciples. It doesn't matter if Wu Jie plays with them. How can a few disciples compare with the third elder, one of the pillars of the sect?
But Wu Jie just didn't know how to restrain himself. He not only made trouble in the sect, but also in the cities surrounding the Nian Ling Sect, there were many women who suffered from his sexual harassment!
The reputation of the Nianling Sect began to bear countless negative comments because of him.
But this time it's different!
He got into big trouble!
His hand was chopped off by someone, and the one who chopped off his hand was a girl that no one had ever heard of, who was only at the second level of foundation building and looked ordinary.
Zhu Ling knew immediately that being "ordinary" was impossible.
To be able to defeat a cultivator in the Jindan stage while at the second stage of foundation building, only a genius could do this!
Maybe she was a disciple of some powerful faction or a young lady from some aristocratic family who was traveling and bumped into Wu Jie...
Zhu Ling felt that it was time to deal with this corrupt idiot who thought with his lower body.
But before taking any action, he still had to explain the pros and cons to the Third Elder Wu Rong, in order to avoid a drama of division among the sect's top leaders, which would make it easy for other forces to take advantage of the situation.
"You should have figured it out. Your grandson is a nuisance if you keep him! Get rid of him as soon as possible, or the strong man behind the girl will come looking for you..."
"Master, wait a moment!"
As soon as Zhu Ling finished speaking, Wu Rong knew that it was time to play his trump card.He had already asked for forgiveness from that senior!
As for the young girl, all she wanted was to take a look at the "Thousand Swords Hunting Ground" and then let Wu Jie go. Moreover, Mr. Gu was willing to pay some "entrance fee" for it, so it would be easy to accomplish this!
He just needs to persuade the sect leader in front of him.
"Don't keep begging for him."
Zhu Ling's face was full of indifference. He felt that the old man still wanted to plead for his grandson, and his tone became more decisive: "Wu Jie must be punished! Otherwise, how can we, the Nian Ling Sect, convince the people? How can the backers behind that girl be convinced?"
Wu Rong frowned and said earnestly, "Sect Master, I can guarantee that the senior has no intention of pursuing this matter. I have already been to Yunling City and met the girl and her master. I have already apologized. That person has also shown mercy and forgiven Jie'er. Otherwise, if he really wanted to make a fuss, Jie'er would not just lose his arm today!"
"Even if it's me, there's no way I can come back alive!"
After saying this, Zhu Ling narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Rong for a moment.
What?
That girl's master lives in Yunling City?
Zhu Ling's thoughts moved quickly and he immediately understood that there was a hidden master in Yunling City!
Moreover, Wu Rong actually dared to visit someone at home?
Wu Jie tried to tease someone's disciple but ended up having his hand chopped off. He went to the door and was afraid that before he could even open his mouth to apologize, people would think that Wu Rong was coming to call for punishment and would smack him into pieces.
But Zhu Ling was also extremely surprised at this time. He never thought that the third elder was so courageous for his useless grandson.
But he didn't intend to let the matter go.
"You said that senior forgave your grandson. Do you have any evidence?"
Wu Rong hurriedly took out the jade bottle that Gu Heng had given him, opened the bottle, and handed it to Zhu Ling, "This is the evidence."
The fragrance of elixir fills the air!
This is definitely not an ordinary elixir!
Zhu Ling's eyes lit up and he resisted the urge to reach out and grab the jade bottle.
"This pill——"
"I brought it back from Yunling City." Wu Rong quickly added, "This is the seventh-grade elixir that the senior gave me. I only met such a generous person today!"
Zhu Ling's eyes were completely hooked.
A seventh-grade elixir!
He had one, too.
It was just a treasure he obtained when he explored the great secret realm of the dynasty two hundred years ago. In order to avoid those jealous people who wanted to extort money from him, he hid it for a long time. Until he used the seventh-grade red fire pill to break through the threshold of the fusion stage in one fell swoop, now he is the leader of the Nianling Sect!
It can be said that without that pill, there would be no Zhu Ling today.
But this old fellow Wu Rong, his grandson lost a hand, and he went to apologize, not only did he not pay anything, but he even had to give him two seventh-grade elixirs! ?
The clan leader's eyes immediately turned red.
I don't know if it was because he was angry about Wu Rong's incredible fate, or if it was simply because he saw the seventh-grade elixir that his greed grew wildly.
Zhu Ling cursed fiercely in his heart...
Damn it, why don't I have such a stupid grandson who offended the disciple of the boss?
(My new work-
1.I am only mortal but why do you all all treat ma as a immortal!
2.A proud man called himself a medicinal God!
3.Problems start after graduation but I receive system!
Please read few ch after make decision.
4.Pretending To Be A Scumbag!)