The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

Nan Rongnian was also stunned. He did not expect Xue Tang to be so straightforward. He was speechless for a moment, but did not put down the wine glass in his hand, taking it as his agreement with what he said.

For him, as long as the person he is dealing with is not a bad person or someone he hates, he has no objection to seeking asylum.

Xue Tang has a simple and honest personality, and they are also fellow disciples. His master, Elder Mingmu, is also a kind person, and he has long regarded him as one of his own.

"Senior Brother Xue, what you said," Nan Rongnian smiled, "is definitely not what the elder wanted you to tell me."

"Master, she thinks too much, I don't care, I know that Junior Brother won't be angry with me."

"That's right." Nan Rongnian replied, picked up the wine glass and took a few more sips, and then sighed, "This wine is really good."

Ma Ziming also agreed after hearing this.

"Indeed, this wine is the best I have ever tasted in my life."

"Ah, Junior Brother, you are good at giving compliments."

Xue Tang said in surprise, with an incredible look on his face.

"What?" Ma Ziming rolled his eyes. "Brother, if you can't speak, just don't open your mouth. It's tiring for me to listen to you. But, for the sake of the wine, I'll forgive you."

"Ah, isn't this Junior Brother Xue, Junior Brother Nanrong, and Junior Brother Ma? You guys are so lively."

Everyone was drinking and chatting in high spirits when they suddenly heard the voice of a male disciple. The tone of his voice was somewhat sarcastic and it was obvious that he did not mean well. It was not known whether he came because of the smell or the sound.

A few people turned their heads and saw a group of disciples gathered together, crowding and looking over here.

"..."

Nan Rongnian has also been in Guanyun for many years. Although he doesn't know all the disciples in the sect, he is familiar with the disciples taught by the elders.

Most of the disciples gathered together were disciples of the elders who caused trouble today, and they came to cause trouble.

The person leading the group was none other than the disciple of the elder whom Mingmu had competed for before. This man was big and broad-shouldered, with an average appearance, his hair tied up high, and he looked arrogant, but he was quite popular in the sect. It was just that his talent was not so good. He was almost fifty years old, and only broke through to the Golden Core stage this year.

"You guys are in such a good mood, setting up a feast in the Ark. Only a very unruly person would do that."

"Heh." Ma Ziming sneered and rolled his eyes, saying, "It's much better than those people who shamelessly snatch other people's qualifications."

The ones being scolded were naturally the elders.

"you!"

The disciple knew he was in the wrong and was choked for a moment, then he spoke again, but the person he was talking to had changed. He turned to look at Nan Rongnian, who was sitting quietly beside him without saying a word.

If he hadn't spoken for Xue Tang today, Venerable Bai Yun wouldn't have intervened, and maybe the Sect Master would have agreed to let his own master attend the conference instead.

"Yes, we are not as lucky as some people. We can only rely on our own masters and humbly fight for opportunities. Otherwise, how could good things happen to us?"

"Yes." The disciples behind him also echoed, "If some people didn't have a good master, they would still be practicing Qi. I don't know what's going on, but within a few months of their master coming back, they have already advanced two levels."

Nan Rongnian raised his eyes slightly when he heard this.

"That's right. He was so arrogant. He was not afraid at all when talking to the elders. His tone was so condescending. I thought the elders were his juniors. Otherwise, why would he be so condescending?"

What he said was really harsh. Before Nan Rongnian could respond, Xue Tang and Ma Ziming's faces turned dark.

"The Ark is not big, so be careful with your words."

Ma Ziming warned the disciples in a cold voice that Bai Yun might be able to hear what they said.

"Heh, we didn't say anything, how come he was injured or did some flesh fall off?"

But those disciples didn't listen at all. They were all the best in Guanyun Sect and naturally a little arrogant. Who didn't have a master?

"Yeah, are we talking about him? How do you prove it?"

"My fellow brothers really hold grudges." After sitting for a long time, Nan Rongnian finally spoke, "I guess you just can't stand seeing others take the limelight."

"So what?"

"That's a pity. I think everyone at this conference will be very uncomfortable."

"Huh? What big talk are you making?"

But everyone laughed.

"That's right, it's just a golden elixir made from natural resources and treasures, do you think it can beat those monsters from the Six Sects?"

"Oh?"

Nan Rongnian gently put down the wine glass in his hand. Xue Tang found a position close to the side of the boat. A breeze came in, quietly touching his hand, and then blew to the disciples.

"They got there through hard work, and so did we."

"This is a bit difficult. If you say so, you must be better than me." Nan Rongnian smiled suddenly, but there was a cold light in his eyes, and it was unknown whether it was a bit of murderous intent. "Then the poison that the junior brothers used should be able to be cured. After all, they are better than me."

"Poison? What kind of poison?"

All the disciples were stunned, even Xue Tang and Ma Ziming were a little confused.

"Ah, Brother! Your face!"

Suddenly, a disciple shouted loudly. Everyone looked over and saw that the people around them looked almost the same, with countless red spots on their faces. After just a few breaths, they had difficulty breathing and their eyes were red.

"You...what kind of poison did you give us?!"

The leading disciple asked in disbelief.

"Aren't my brothers better than me?" Compared to the panic of the crowd, Nan Rongnian replied calmly, "Can't you see that?"

"How dare you?"

"Hmm? Senior brothers, please don't wrongly accuse me. I am just a golden elixir that is fed by natural treasures. I don't have any real skills. I didn't poison you. How could it be possible?"

Nan Rongnian imitated them and pretended to be stupid like they did before.

"You, you, you, please tell us how to detoxify? Are you so vicious? Do you want to kill us?!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't poison you."

Nan Rongnian still looked calm, but after just a few words, those disciples did not have the strength to stand up. One by one, they collapsed to the ground with pain on their faces.

Xue Tang and Ma Ziming watched the whole process, not knowing what expression to put on their faces, but in their hearts they were glad that they and Nan Rongnian were friends, not enemies.

He really dares to do such things. He is not afraid of offending people or the sect rules. Oh, yes, these should not matter to him. As long as Venerable Bai Yun is here, why should he be afraid of offending people? As for the sect rules, the Venerable is the one who sets the rules. He even crippled Elder Xuanxu before.

This scene does look a bit scary, but I don’t think anyone will really die.

"Junior brother."

Xue Tang looked at Nan Rongnian hesitantly.

"Hmm? What's wrong, brother? Don't you want to drink anymore?"

No, why drink alcohol in this situation? !

Meng Heshan came running, followed by Meng Yun who looked worried. Mingmu also came because Xue Tang was there.

When they arrived, they were shocked by the scene before them. More than a dozen people were lying on the ground, wailing, and the ground was almost covered with blood.

"Nian'er, what did you do?!"