Peerless Taoist

At this time, in front of Master's great hall, countless disciples were busy preparing for an extremely grand ceremony in front of Master's great hall.    

And in the center of Master's great hall, Master He Xuanji was dressed in a coronet, sitting upright and upright.    

Although he was sitting on the head seat, if one looked closely at He Xuanji's position, they would discover that He Xuanji was still a bit shorter.    

On top of him was surprisingly Xu Xiangtian.    

"Son, Master, the guests have been waiting outside for a long time." A disciple ran over and whispered.    

Xu Xiangtian snorted and waved his hand. "Let them wait outside for a while longer. These b * stards should kill them."    

At this time, Xu Xiangtian was wearing a golden brocade robe and looked very mighty.    

The disciple immediately ran out to send a message.    

He Xuanji frowned and said, "Tian'er, why don't we go out and meet them? Although these people are just a subsidiary force of our Taiyi Dao Sect, we should still befriend them."    

Xu Xiangtian raised his eyebrows and said with a cold smile, "They are just a bunch of ants. Why do I need to befriend them?"    

In the past, when Xu Xiangtian was still a Dao Child, he would always make gestures and interact with these small and medium-sized sects.    

But now, he didn't need to pretend.    

He was a Saint.    

He was above all the masters in the Ice Realm, above everyone else.    

Why would he waste his time and energy on a fake performance for the support of such a small number of people?    

At this moment, a wave of noise suddenly came from outside the door.    

"What's going on outside?" He Xuanji berated.    

A disciple ran in from outside and anxiously said: "It's Senior Brother Han Zhuo, he insisted on seeing the Son, we didn't dare to stop him"    

He Xuanji immediately frowned. "Let him in."    

Han Zhuo quickly arrived in the hall and saw the high and mighty Xu Xiangtian.    

"Xu Xiangtian, did you send people to capture the people of Hidden Xiufeng and Cosmos Peak?" Han Zhuo asked sternly.    

Because of his support for Lu Yu, He Xuanji had disqualified him from the Sacred Land trial.    

Han Zhuo, however, did not fail because of this. Instead, he madly accepted missions and went out to temper himself.    

He had just finished his mission and returned from the outside. Immediately, he heard that Xu Xiangtian had ordered the people of Tianxing Peak to capture the inner circle disciples who had interacted with Lu Yu.    

He Xuanji slammed the table and said, "Why are you talking to your senior brother? Why aren't you admitting your mistakes?"    

Han Zhuo gritted his teeth and said, "Father, do you know what Xu Xiangtian did?! There are so many disciples. What mistakes have they committed? They will be imprisoned in the imperial prison! "    

He Xuanji angrily rebuked, "There's no place for you to speak here, get out of here."    

"Master, wait a moment."    

Xu Xiangtian raised his head and looked at Han Zhuo with disdain. "That's right. These things were done by me. What can you do to me?"    

"I am the Saint. Who do you think you are to question me?"    

Han Zhuo did not get angry. Instead, he laughed. "Since the Son has made a move, why don't you arrest me as well? You chased Fang Yun away because you wanted to dominate the entire Ultimate One Dao Sect. Now is the best time for you to make your move."    

" Enough! "    

He Xuanji slowly stood up, walked in front of Han Zhuo, and slammed his palm down.    

Han Zhuo didn't expect that the one who attacked would be his adoptive father. Caught off guard, he was directly slapped to the ground, spitting out blood.    

"I owe your biological father back then. I've already repaid it after so many years. I'm no longer your father. You can leave." He Xuanji's face was filled with disappointment.    

Why did this brat not understand the situation?    

Was it that opportunistic, unstable young master of the Floating Snow Sect that was worthy of trust, or was it his direct disciple, the Ice Region's Saint, Xu Xiangtian?    

It was very obvious that the balance in He Xuanji's heart leaned towards the latter.    

As for Lu Yu, He Xuanji had always maintained disdain in his heart.    

This brat had always had countless experts protecting him. It was just luck.