From the moment people heard Xuan Si’nyang had gifted a Foundation Pellet to the Melodic Ice Palace as a reward, the Qing-Yun Sect had been waiting for this. Fuyao Palace had always seen small sects like these as being equivalent, and since they’d given a Foundation Pellet to the Melodic Ice Palace, the Qing-Yun Sect would surely receive one as well. However, there had still been an air of uncertainty before it was actually offered; now that she’d mentioned it personally, it was as though a huge stone had been lifted.
The regulations elder in the distant sky saw the sect master as his only hope of being saved and rushed towards him. "Sect Master…. Sect Master, please help!"
Fang Xing wasn’t too far away, and—as he was waving his saber to his heart’s content—he suddenly looked and saw to his surprise that the sect master and chief elders were all watching at him. All of this really had gone a bit far, so he prepared to put his saber away and gloomily escape.
