Mortal Ascension Record

Although the elders were present, the discussion among the cultivators was not loud, but cultivators were sensitive, so the whispers were clearly audible.

At this moment, only Zhao Lingqu had a calm face.

Looking at Qin Tian, ​​who had fallen from the altar and was criticized by thousands of people, she had already fallen into deep thought.

And the development of the matter was just as expected.

After losing the aura of Tianjiao, the value of a mere outer sect cultivator had long become dispensable. The old Taoist Yu Xuanzi, who had originally offered the olive branch first, now ran away without hesitation.

"Ahem~! I have something important to do, so I'll leave first for now........!"

The fairy Yue Qiong beside him heard this and quickly echoed:

"I left in a hurry just now and forgot that there was still a furnace of elixir being nurtured in the fire. I have to go back quickly to avoid accidentally wasting the elixir.............!"

After saying this, the two deputy peak masters turned into light and flew into the sky, escaping on the spot, leaving Tiemian Xiaolang with a sullen face and no words. He felt a little bit trapped.

He had been searching for many years in Zhuoyan Peak and finally found a good seedling. He saw the hope of revitalizing the family. Who knew that he didn't have time to be happy and didn't even finish his words. The good genius turned into a waste. Who would accept this?

But things have come to this point, and there is no point in saying more now.

How to deal with the aftermath is the biggest problem.

After all, the position of the true disciple of Zhuoyan Peak cannot be held by a useless person whose immortal path is ruined. Let alone the question of whether it is appropriate or not, if this is spread out, Yuding Mountain will lose all its face and will immediately become the laughing stock of the entire spiritual world.

But if he immediately regrets the promise he made in front of all the cultivators, it will inevitably affect the reputation of Zhuoyan Peak.

In the end, he had no choice but to sort out his words in the face of Qin Tian's "eager" eyes, and said in a tone as tactful as possible:

"Ahem~! This little friend Nangong, you must know that the true disciple is of great importance. I need to go back and report to the peak master and discuss it carefully. You are also seriously injured this time, so you should go back to recuperate and wait for news!"

It sounds high-sounding, but everyone knows that it is just perfunctory words.

After saying that, he did not forget to stroke his sleeves, threw out a bottle of healing pills, and did a flawless job on the surface. Then he quickly turned around and disappeared into a flash of light.

In the blink of an eye, the three deputy peak masters left cleanly.

The speed of the face change was really amazing, and it showed the cruelty and ruthlessness of the world of immortal cultivation to the fullest.

Seeing this situation, Qin Tian suddenly "turned pale", then "furious", and spit out another mouthful of old blood. In the end, he was "disoriented" and stood there in a daze. His miserable appearance vividly interpreted what it means to go from heaven to hell.

As the dust settled, the cultivators in the field finally stopped hiding and returned to their high-handed attitude. Various mocking and sarcastic words were heard:

"Hehe~! A waste is a waste, and he still dreams of reaching the sky in one step. He is simply overestimating his own abilities!"

"Damn it, he almost succeeded. Fortunately, God has eyes. He made me lose everything. This kid deserves this end!"

"Hmph~! So what if he made a big splash? What's the use of 3,600 steps? In the end, he still humiliated himself. A waste is a waste, and it will never be accepted by the elegant hall!"

"Go back to Feidan Hall honestly. Do you still want to enter the inner gate? I guess there is no hope in this life!"

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