Shi Yao approached step by step, causing Su Junli to frown and retreat to the door. He raised his chin to signal the Suanni that was sneaking out of the door:

"At least it can carry me to class, Master, you can't eat for free."

Su Junli was not used to being so close to others, but she felt that what he said made sense, so she patiently asked:

"Then what do you want?"

Shi Yao approached with an evil smile, and for some reason Su Junli subconsciously held her breath, only to hear his magnetic voice:

"It's rude not to reciprocate. You have to cook tomorrow's meal. No discussion."

Su Junli had difficulty breathing, so she pushed him away and walked out quickly.

The next day, Shi Yao could already imagine what the current situation was like at Cangwu Mountain. Sure enough, when Suanni landed, more than a dozen disciples of the Wanjian Sect armed with swords surrounded him.

Zeng Shiyong was followed by a group of people, and led a middle-aged man holding a silver whip over, pointing at Shi Yao:

"Elder A Rong, it was him. Shi Yao must have been jealous of me treating my fellow disciples to pollack, so he deliberately set fire to the kitchen."

A Rong is a member of the Red Ant Tribe. He has a red army ant tattooed on the corner of his eyebrow. Combined with his intimidating look, his face looks eerie and terrifying.

He lowered his voice and ordered: "Come here, take Shi Yao to the Law Courts, I will personally interrogate him."

Just as the disciples were about to step forward, Suanni let out a threatening roar, and everyone was frightened and quickly drew their swords and formed a battle formation.

This commotion was quite loud, attracting hundreds of disciples to watch. Shi Yao lazily raised his eyelids:

"Elder, how can you listen to one person's words? I didn't do this. It's unfair."

This calm and fearless appearance made him look fearless. A Rong had never seen such a frivolous disciple before, and he shouted angrily:

"How can we allow you to be so presumptuous in the Wanjian Sect's important place? Whether it is true or not, the truth will come out after the interrogation."

Do you think he's stupid? It would be strange if he wasn't tortured when he got back.

Zeng Shiyong also relied on his support and added fuel to the fire:

"Shi Yao, you are such a coward. You don't even dare to admit what you did. How can you be worthy of being the disciple of Immortal Venerable Ye Heng?"

This was a very harsh curse for a man, and even A Rong frowned slightly. However, Shi Yao smiled and suddenly said to Suan Ni:

"He said...he has guts"

This statement may have set off some kind of firecracker. Suanni looked at Zeng Shiyong, who looked like a wild boar, and suddenly pounced on him frantically, scratching him hard below his belly button with its claws.

The crowd dispersed in an instant, and Zeng Shiyong fell to the ground screaming in pain, with blood mixed with yellow liquid flowing between his legs.

"Elder, elder, save me, I can't be useless, I can't!"

Zeng Shiyong felt a chill down his spine, thinking he had been castrated, and almost fainted. A Rong said to him with an unpleasant expression:

"I pulled it just in time, so there was no damage. Why don't you cover it with clothes?"

Zeng Shiyong was startled, and looked down, only to see that his trousers were torn, with blood on his skin. Fortunately, he was not injured there. Just as he was breathing a sigh of relief, he suddenly heard Shi Yao on the opposite side sigh:

"Very small"

The female cultivators covered their eyes and blushed, while the male disciples laughed quietly, which seemed to disrupt the previous rules. Ah Rong was furious and swung his long whip at Shi Yao with an angry look:

"Asshole, you are so brave to let the beast hurt people"

His cold whip was famous for its speed, ferocity and accuracy. It carried a cold and yin force. If someone was hit by it, the person would have to lie down for half a month. Shi Yao could dodge it, but that kind of body movement was definitely not something a casual cultivator like him could do.

At the critical moment, a golden sword light suddenly rose in the air and blocked the whip. The force was so strong that even A Rong, who was at the peak of the Golden Core stage, could not bear it and took two steps back before he could stand firm.

Everyone turned around and saw Su Junli standing in front of Shi Yao, looking at him coldly:

"You beat my closed disciple without my consent, Elder Zhili Hall, you are very unruly."

Ah Rong was suddenly startled, and hurriedly bowed and said:

"Immortal, I was just angry for a moment. Shi Yao set the kitchen on fire yesterday and refused to admit it. He even let Suanni hurt people just now, so I took action."

Zeng Shiyong covered his abdomen and complained:

"Yes, Immortal Venerable. He even deliberately burned the sect rules manual just to avoid the recitation homework assigned by Elder Xuyang. He..."

"Stop making noise. Did I ask you?"

Su Junli rarely gets angry. When his pressure dissipates, the air around him seems to become thinner, and Zeng Shiyong dares not say a word.

Su Junli turned around and asked Shi Yao in a serious tone: "Tell me, did you do this?"

"No"

Shi Yao answered cheerfully, with a look of indifference on his face. Su Junli looked at him for a long while, then turned around and asked A Rong:

"Do you have any evidence, witnesses or physical evidence?"

Ah Rong spoke slowly, glanced at Zeng Shiyong, and said with a folded hand: "Immortal Venerable, I was planning to take him back to Zhilu Hall..."

"Then there is no answer. If there is no answer, then you openly attacked my disciple. Are you trying to force him to confess?"

After saying that, he looked at Zeng Shiyong with a cold tone:

"And you, I have placed a ban on Suanni, so it won't kill or injure anyone. If you say something that makes it mad, you can't blame anyone else."

The people from the Wanjian Sect present had never seen Immortal Master Ye Heng get angry, and they had no idea that he would be so protective of his own people.

Shi Yao was also shocked. For the first time, he felt that this hypocrite had some good points. Looking at his back, he felt that he was quite good-looking.

A Rong regretted deeply at this moment. If he had known that the Immortal Venerable was protective of his people, he would not have said anything to offend Shi Yao. He dismissed his disciples and was about to step forward to say a few more nice words when Xuyang suddenly came up from behind.

He tried to signal with his eyes, but the old scholar Xuyang was very straightforward: "What's wrong? Is your eye cramp? Find Qishan and ask him to take a look at you."

After that, regardless of A Rong's gloomy face, he complained to Su Junli:

"Immortal, your disciple has a flamboyant personality and is extremely naughty. He sleeps in class and causes trouble after class. You must... Ah Rong, why are you pulling me?

Immortal Venerable, the Tianji Secret Realm will be open in three months. There is the Demon Emperor's Candlelight Beast inside. If we don't discipline it properly, it will cause trouble and implicate our Wanjian Sect, uh uh..."

Before he could finish his words, A Rong covered his mouth and dragged him away.

On the way back to Yeheng Peak, Shi Yao kept thinking about Xuyang's words. Zhuzhao was actually trapped in the Tianji Secret Realm. If someone took advantage of the secret realm opening and caught it, he would definitely not let that glutton go.

But if you want to enter the secret realm, you have to build a foundation. He has only practiced Qi for the first period, and it is too late for three months."

At this time, Su Junli next to him suddenly asked: "You did it to avoid reciting, right?"

Shi Yao was feeling annoyed, so he lowered his head and answered casually, "Yes, there are more than a thousand of them. Whoever recites them is stupid."

Su Junli's handsome eyebrows twisted into a knot. For the first time, he felt that educating his apprentice was a difficult matter. When he landed on the top of the mountain, he blocked Shi Yao's way with his sword:

"How can you study and practice well?"

He always prefers to take action rather than talk, and most people don't need him to take action. Getting angry just now was already the limit, and speaking harshly was simply not in line with his temperament. He had no choice but to discuss things with this troublesome apprentice.

Shi Yao saw that he was powerless and pressed the issue: "Cook for me. If it tastes good, I'll consider it."

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