I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

As soon as Lin Ze walked to the side of the stands, the head of the sect, Gu Xiangming, ran down and greeted them in person.

He bowed to his uncle-master as a junior, and then his eyes fell on the young man in black behind him.

"This must be Uncle Master's new disciple, Junior Brother Zou, right?"

Zou Mubai didn't move. He glanced at Gu Xiangming, then nodded and said, "That's right."

Seeing that this person's attitude was so cold and he didn't have any courtesy as a junior fellow apprentice, Gu Xiangming's smile immediately faded.

"Uncle-master, I wonder how good this junior fellow's alchemy skills are?" he asked with contempt in his eyes.

Seeing that he was young, he thought that he didn't have any great skills. He was just a newborn calf. As his senior brother, he should teach him a lesson so that he would learn to be humble in the future.

When Lin Ze heard Gu Xiangming ask this, he frowned.

To be honest, he didn't know Zou Mubai's level of alchemy. After all, he had never seen him make medicine since they met.

But the first elixir he produced was a high-level one, so his identity was very mysterious.

Lin Ze thought for a moment before he spoke, and then he heard Zou Mubai say faintly, "I don't know how to make medicine."

As soon as he said this, the heads of the peaks standing nearby were all stunned.

Why would you become a disciple of your uncle if you don't know how to make medicine? Isn't this a waste of quota?

Lin Ze coughed awkwardly, then said in a deep voice: "Mu Bai has great talent and many advantages. I just like this kid. Do I need your consent to accept him as my disciple?"

When Gu Xiangming heard what his uncle said, he didn't dare to say anything else. He nodded and said, "Yes, it's true. The most important thing is that my uncle likes me. I believe that this Junior Brother Mu Bai must have some outstanding qualities. I am inferior to him."

He was angry but he could only bear it, because his uncle always protected him.

The Qixuan Sect is short of people right now, so we can’t afford to offend this junior brother.

Gu Xiangming quickly and respectfully led the person to the stands.

Lin Ze was the first to sit down at the main seat. Before he could say anything, Zou Mubai had already sat down next to him. At the same time, he gestured to He Ronger to sit in the empty seat next to him.

How could He Ronger dare to sit down in front of so many people? Even her parents could only sit in the seats below. She was just a little girl serving her uncle-master.

She shook her head: "Uncle Zou, I'll just stand."

As she spoke, she stood to one side of her uncle's seat. When Yu Lu saw Miss Rong doing this, she also consciously stood to the other side.

Zou Mubai's face suddenly turned cold.

Lin Ze was always paying attention to Zou Mubai. When he saw that he was angry, his heart was lifted up.

He looked at the two girls behind him, coughed lightly and said, "Please sit down. This is a seat that I specially asked the headmaster to reserve for you. How can a person from Lin Ze not have a seat?"

After saying this, he looked at Gu Xiangming, his eyes filled with the majesty and warning of a superior.

"Yes, uncle-master is right. This is a place reserved for you. You don't have to feel so cramped, Rong girl." Gu Xiangming quickly understood and said with a smile.

Only after seeing He Ronger and Yu Lu sit down did he wipe the sweat from his forehead and quickly return to his seat.

Soon the celebration of Yuerong Festival began. The tables in front of the peak masters and elders were filled with fine wine and delicious food. Even the disciples of each peak were rewarded with a low-level Qingling Pill. Everyone was smiling and forgot about their dissatisfaction with He Ronger's seat.

Soon, many disciples from Jianfeng came up in a line.

The leader was Yi Kuan, who had just met He Ronger a few days ago.

At this moment, his back was straight, holding a long sword at his side, wearing a blue and white robe, and a white embroidered waist belt. He looked energetic, and his good facial features attracted cheers from many female disciples.

The moment He Ronger saw Yi Kuan, she frowned slightly and turned her eyes away.

Yu Lu held He Rong'er's hand and said in a low voice with an angry look on her face: "Girl, this person really doesn't deserve this appearance. I think those female disciples who like her are probably blind."

He Rong'er was amused by Yu Lu's words, "Don't talk nonsense, girl. It will be troublesome if those people hear it. I think they are crazy about Yi Kuan."

"Humph, what good is there in a bad guy who beats people without knowing the reason?"

Before Yi Kuan came on stage, he had already seen He Ronger and his servant in the stands, and disgust flashed in his eyes.

However, when his eyes fell on Zou Mubai, who was beside his great-uncle master, a sense of fear rose in his heart again.

This person's cultivation is quite high, and now we know that he is the new disciple of our great-uncle master, so we must not offend him.

Retracting his gaze, Yi Kuan walked onto the stage with his fellow apprentices and bowed respectfully: "Disciple Yi Kuan, I will bring my fellow apprentices to perform a sword dance to entertain the headmaster and our great uncle!"

"Okay!" Sect Leader Gu Xiangming smiled and nodded. He looked at Lin Ze who was sitting at the main seat and explained, "Uncle Master, this is Junior Brother Duan's little disciple. He is a rare swordsman prodigy with an innate sword body."

The innate sword body, as the name suggests, is a physique that is inherently suitable for sword practice. When such a person reaches a certain level in sword practice, he can achieve unity between man and sword and become invincible.

Lin Ze nodded: "Okay."

After he finished speaking, he subconsciously looked at Zou Mubai, and saw that his face was dark, and he immediately stopped smiling: "Okay, let's start."

Gu Xiangming did not dare to guess what his uncle was thinking, and quickly made a gesture to Yi Kuan and others to start.

After the sword dance, the audience burst into applause.

After all, he is the master's favorite disciple. Although he has some shortcomings in character, he is still very dedicated when performing.

Every move and every form carries with it a majestic aura, and the movements are smooth and flowing. The spiritual energy surges above the entire formation, making it a feast for the eyes.

After the performance, the headmaster laughed and said, "Good, good. Reward!"

Soon a disciple came up with a tray with a pile of mid-level spirit stones on it, and gave one to each of the performing disciples.

Yi Kuan and others took their rewards and left respectfully.

Before turning around, Yi Kuan looked up at He Ronger again, with a hint of calculation and ruthlessness in his eyes.

This glance was just seen by Zou Mubai who raised his eyes. He immediately became hostile towards Yi Kuan and shot an ice blade at Yi Kuan with a raised finger.

Just as the ice blade was about to hit Yi Kuan's heart, Master Duan Feng discovered it in time and flew forward to catch the ice blade.

Everyone only noticed Master Duan Feng's actions but did not see the ice blade, so they were all a little confused.

Seeing the ice blade slowly melting in his hand, Master Duan looked at Zou Mubai with murderous intent in his eyes, and his words were also cold: "Junior brother, you are very capable, but isn't it inappropriate for you to target a young disciple?"