The master goes down the mountain, I have nine invincible masters!

Feeling groggy and confused.

No one knew how long it took before Ye Junlin's consciousness gradually recovered.

He opened his eyes with great effort and found himself lying on a bed.

I don't know when, but all the clothes on my body were stripped off.

The last scene in his mind was himself lying on Song Qingwan's back.

“Fuck…hiss!”

Ye Junlin was suddenly startled. Could it be that Song Qingwan had stripped him?

He hurriedly stood up, but felt a wave of pain sweeping over him and couldn't help but gasp.

"you're awake."

At this time, a mellow voice came from not far away.

Anyone else?

Ye Junlin quickly reached out and grabbed the quilt to cover himself, grimacing in pain again, and then he looked in the direction of the sound.

Then, I saw a middle-aged man in a long robe and with an elegant temperament standing at the door.

He turned around and saw Ye Junlin's appearance, and couldn't help but smile: "I saw it clearly just now, it's a bit too late to cover it up now."

Only then did Ye Junlin realize that it was this middle-aged man who took off his clothes.

"you are?"

Ye Junlin moved his body with difficulty, leaned against the head of the bed, looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

He found that his body was covered with bone-healing ointment, obviously helped by the man.

"I am Qingwan's father."

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, looking gentle and elegant.

Hearing this, Ye Junlin was stunned for a moment, and then he showed shame: "Uncle Song, I'm sorry, it's my fault that I got Qingwan into trouble..."

"No need to say more, I understand the cause and effect of the matter."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, still as gentle and elegant as ever, and sat down beside the bed.

"How is Qingwan?"

Ye Junlin asked hurriedly, his eyes full of worry.

For women, face is undoubtedly their second life. Many women even regard appearance as more important than their own lives.

"There are no internal injuries, and the external injuries have been treated with medicine, but it will still take a long time to recover."

The middle-aged man's tone was calm.

But this kind of calmness made Ye Junlin's heart tremble slightly.

A father who could remain so calm after his daughter was treated like this——

This father either has no feelings for his daughter at all.

Or, he is extremely cunning and is planning a huge revenge!

"Qing Wan also told me everything about you. You have excellent recovery ability. You should be able to recover quickly from the injuries inflicted by Yang Feng."

The middle-aged man did not say much about Song Qingwan's matter, but looked at Ye Junlin and said: "As for Yang Feng's attack on you, frankly speaking, I can't help you with anything."

Ye Junlin was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Song, I have never thought of asking someone to help me. This time I am not as skilled as others, and I did not expect Yang Feng to be so shameless!"

"It's fine for me, but Qingwan has suffered so much for me in vain!"

"Now, I just want to help Qingwan vent her anger!"

At the end of his words, a hint of cold murderous intent suddenly flashed in Ye Junlin's eyes.

The temperature in the entire house suddenly dropped a lot.

Such murderous intent made the middle-aged man unable to help but stare at her with a stern look on his face.

"Oh, how do you want to vent your anger?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Junlin deeply.

"Kill Yang Feng!"

Ye Junlin gritted his teeth. The man in front of him was Song Qingwan's father, so there was no need for him to hide anything.

"Do you know who Yang Feng is?"

The middle-aged man suddenly smiled and looked at Ye Junlin with a little appreciation.

"I don't know, but Qingwan is my friend, and she was hurt because of me, so I have the responsibility to help her vent her anger and avenge her!"

Ye Junlin said fiercely.

"Yang Feng's father is the third elder of the Nitian Sect. He is in a high position and has great power. Now the Sect Master is in seclusion for cultivation. Almost no one can overthrow him."

The middle-aged man's eyes showed even more admiration, but he still explained Yang Feng's background.

"I didn't intend to overthrow the Third Elder, I just wanted to kill Yang Feng!"

Ye Junlin said coldly.

"Young man's spirit, passionate man, good, very good, but it's too simplistic."

The middle-aged man stood up from the bed and sighed deeply: "The elders of the Nitian Sect each have their own ambitions and desires. Among them, the third elder wants to get the position of acting sect leader the most."

"Yang Feng, as his son, pursued Qing Wan vigorously. Besides the fact that Qing Wan was indeed beautiful, it was mostly arranged by his father."

"If they catch up with Qing Wan, they can legitimately become the in-laws of the acting clan leader."

"It will also be convenient for you to frame me in the future and replace me."

After hearing this, Ye Junlin understood clearly that Song Qingwan's father was actually the current acting sect leader.

He continued, "That's why I can't leave any evidence behind and can't interfere too much in your affairs. Otherwise, they will easily take advantage of me."

"Plus, the fighting skills competition in the Fighting Skills Pavilion is just for the disciples' interest. The sect does not have any explicit regulations in this regard."

"Therefore, even if I want to punish him, I have no legitimate reason to do so."

Hearing these words, Ye Junlin couldn't help but frowned and felt a little headache.

He said helplessly: "Uncle Lin made me feel that the Nitian Sect was at least united, but now it seems that there is constant internal strife."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Where there is power and status, there will be struggles for power and profit. This is normal."

Ye Junlin naturally understood this principle.

He nodded and said, "Uncle Song, you don't have to interfere in the matter between me and Yang Feng."

The middle-aged man smiled again and said, "You think the Nitian Sect is united because we accept people from the lower world, but do you know why we accept people from the lower world?"

Ye Junlin was stunned: "Because many of them are from the lower world."

The middle-aged man nodded: "Yes, but not right."

Ye Junlin couldn't help but look puzzled.

The middle-aged man explained: "This is just one of the reasons. After all, we are all from the lower realms who have ascended. We know how difficult it is for people who have just arrived from the lower realms to survive in the Three Thousand Worlds."

“Therefore, we can empathize and accept.”

"But think about it, the Nitian Sect has been developing for so many years and has multiplied for many generations. Many people are born from the Three Thousand Worlds. How can they empathize with the people in the lower world?"

Ye Junlin was stunned again.

He thought of Chen Xuan, who was a typical person who felt that people from the upper realm were nobler than those from the lower realm.

There should be quite a few people like this in the Nitian Sect.

The middle-aged man smiled even more brightly: "Although you are young, you have ascended from the lower realm, and you must have a lot of experience. I won't beat around the bush with you."

"Accepting people from the lower realms was our original philosophy when we established the Nitian Sect."

“And after collecting it, what are we going to do?”

"Just a destroyer? Destroying the upper world's sniping of the lower world's people?"

"That's a big mistake!"

At this point, a cold light flashed across the middle-aged man's eyes: "What we need to do is to unite all the forces that can be united!"

"Seize the territory of the people in the upper realm, seize their women, and seize their resources!"