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Wang Shou's face was filled with panic as he waved his hands repeatedly.
No, the situation was developing in a way he hadn't anticipated. This couldn't be blamed on him!
"Junior Brother Shenyan, what happens at Qingxuan Peak has nothing to do with me! I only said I wanted to compete with you; don’t put all the subsequent matters on my shoulders."
Originally, the selection of disciples was supposed to take place within the confines of a room, but now the scope had expanded to include all inner disciples and direct disciples.
Many disciples were glaring at Wang Shou, wishing they could strip him of his skin.
Qi Xiao quickly interjected, "Brother, what are you saying? If it weren't for your doubts, why would Junior Brother feel the need to prove himself?"
"Thanks to your good fortune, Brother, the Sect Leader has proposed a grand competition based on strength. Perhaps Junior Brother can seize an opportunity as well. Thank you for giving me this chance."
Indeed, if it weren't for Wang Shou's initial provocation aimed at Qi Xiao, Qi Xiao wouldn't have thought about proving himself.
If he hadn't considered proving himself, things wouldn't have escalated to this point.
The chubby disciple was both shocked and angry, stamping his feet in frustration, causing the fat on his waist to jiggle slightly.
"Stop talking nonsense! This has nothing to do with me; it's all your fault!" He pointed at Qi Xiao and shouted, "You think you can compete for a spot? Dream on! With so many outstanding talents around, how could a discarded disciple from Qingjing Peak like you have a chance?"
His voice was so sharp and piercing that it even drowned out the noise inside the room for a moment, causing everyone to fall silent.
The smile on Qi Xiao's lips faded slightly.
With Qi Xiao present, several disciples from Qingjing Peak were also there.
Ji Linglong tugged at Qi Xiao's sleeve with concern.
He gave her a reassuring look.
The past had long turned to ashes.
He was no longer a disciple of Qingjing Peak but of Qingxuan Peak.
One day, he would make everyone aware that it was he who abandoned the people of Qingjing Peak, not the other way around.
Upon hearing this, Su Lingyue paused for a moment, wanting to find an opportunity for Qi Xiao.
However, it was a fact that Qi Xiao had been expelled, and it was even ordered by their master; she chose not to argue.
She could only lower her voice, asking this junior brother to be more cautious with his words.
Wang Shou was taken aback and quickly smiled apologetically, acknowledging his mistake. He realized he was unworthy to be associated with Qingjing Peak, and he begged Sister Su for forgiveness for his thoughtless remark.
Su Lingyue pressed her lips together, momentarily at a loss for words, her expression turning grim. She wanted to put an end to this topic; why had his words turned into a suggestion that they at Qingjing Peak looked down on Qi Xiao? No, that wasn’t what she meant.
She glanced at Qi Xiao, her lips moving slightly as she prepared to explain, but then she met his cold, water-like gaze.
Qi Xiao's expression was indifferent; the affection he once held for the people of Qingjing Peak had long been exhausted by their past favoritism. Yet, hearing Su Lingyue's words now still sent a chill through him—not from sadness, but from disappointment.
He had already left Qingjing Peak; how could these senior sisters still take pleasure in embarrassing him in public? The bonds of friendship they once shared were worthless in their eyes.
He coldly thought, "How I am is not for you to judge, nor for Qingjing Peak to judge. Even if Master Hanying were here, he has no right to judge me. I have severed all ties with Qingjing Peak; our relationship is completely over. If Master Hanying dislikes me, I have no desire to remain at Qingjing Peak. It would be far more carefree to be an inner disciple."
As soon as these words left his mouth, the room fell silent.
That was Master Hanying they were talking about—the only one among the few divine-level experts in the entire Xiaoyao Sect! How could Qi Xiao dare to speak such words publicly, showing disdain? Wasn’t he afraid of provoking Master Hanying’s wrath?
After all, Master Hanying had once been his mentor. Even if Qi Xiao was reckless and disrespectful towards the teacher-student relationship, Master Hanying's status remained unchanged.
Here was a mere inner disciple without any backing daring to offend a divine elder—wasn’t that self-destructive?
In an instant, everyone fell silent, fearing they might inadvertently become entangled in this matter.
Standing in the hall was a young man with a cold demeanor and a slender figure, resembling a green pine tree. A gentle breeze passed by, causing his robes to flutter slightly and highlighting his unyielding spirit.
There was not a trace of fear on his face; only indifference and a deep-seated disdain mixed with irritation.
Su Lingyue felt a chill in her heart and couldn’t help but take half a step back. Song Xiaoling supported her and asked with concern.
She forced a smile that looked painful while her palm turned crimson from being pinched too hard.
It turned out that Qi Xiao's disdain for Qingjing Peak had reached such a level. There was no possibility of reconciliation between them.
Song Xiaoling couldn't help but speak up, "Qi Xiao, you are being outrageous! Even if you have grievances against the Master, you cannot show disrespect!"
They had once been teacher and disciple, having performed the bowing ceremony and offered tea to each other. Now, Qi Xiao's reckless words were bound to bring shame to the Master and disgrace to Qingjing Peak.
Fan Wuyou furrowed his brow as well. He wanted to say a few words of admonition, but recalling the crazed actions of the Cold Shadow Master in Han Yue Hall, he found himself at a loss for words.
He managed to say, "As a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, how can you be disrespectful to an elder? Go and copy the sect rules three hundred times."
He waved his hand, signaling everyone to disperse and let the matter pass.
Once everyone had left the discussion hall, Fan Wuyou felt a sense of unease as he contemplated the situation. His minor punishment was not severe enough to provoke Qi Xiao's resentment, and it also maintained his authority while giving face to the Cold Shadow Master. Surely this matter wouldn't escalate any further?
All the disciples departed from the hall.
Watching Qi Xiao's retreating figure, Song Xiaoling bit her lip and took a couple of steps forward. Su Lingyue sensed something was amiss and quickly grabbed her arm.
However, Song Xiaoling's expression turned serious as she firmly shook off Su Lingyue's hand.
"Qi Xiao, stop!" she called out.
Ji Linglong couldn't help but frown, stepping in front of Qi Xiao. "Hey, what are you planning? You’re not thinking of settling scores later, are you?"
Ji Linglong had once admired Qingjing Peak but after hearing about Qi Xiao's various misdeeds, she looked down on him and even sought out trouble to vent her frustrations.
Yet after spending time with him over these days, she realized that although Qi Xiao could be infuriating at times, he was not a bad person. On the contrary, he had principles; he was just and kind-hearted, willing to lend a hand to the weak and brave enough to confront injustice.
How could such a person be the one rumored to have used all sorts of schemes out of jealousy against his fellow disciples?
Reflecting on how these claims came from his senior sisters only made her heart grow colder; she felt it was unfair for Qi Xiao.
After all this time spent with him, despite any dislike they might have harbored, shouldn't there be some bond of camaraderie? How could they deliberately tarnish his reputation and make him a target for scorn among the Xiaoyao Sect?
In the past, Ji Linglong had longed for Qingjing Peak; now her feelings toward it were filled with dissatisfaction.
Aside from dissatisfaction, there was a greater sense of disappointment. The sacred place she had longed for turned out to be nothing more than this. Her fellow disciples were unable to distinguish right from wrong, twisting the truth, while her master, whether intentionally indulgent or simply oblivious, could only watch as such events unfolded before his eyes!
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