Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

In the lively street, everyone stood on both sides, not daring to block the middle of the road, let alone stand in front of the beautiful figure.

That person was the leader of the Lingxu Sect. She had no expression on her face and kowtowed every three steps, ignoring the noise and whispers around her.

"What is Master Lingxu doing!?"

"I think...she is apologizing to the sword cultivator staying in the Ye Clan."

"Oh! That should be it. If Lingxu Sect hadn't offended that sword cultivator, the sect site wouldn't have been sold."

"As expected of a strong foundation builder, he can pick it up and put it down. Such an apology also gives the senior sword cultivator face. I think this grudge can be resolved."

"I was thinking a few days ago whether the Lingxu Sect would be disbanded. I really didn't expect it...sigh..."

Regarding these discussions, Lingxu Sect Master seemed not to hear them, and walked towards the direction of the Ye clan with three steps and one kowtow.

"Wen Xiu, is it true what they said? Master Lingxu is going to apologize to the senior sword cultivator?"

"Probably."

Ye Wenxiu wasn't too sure, "Other than that, I can't think of any reason for a foundation-building expert to put down his posture."

A leaf clan disciple nodded slightly: "That's true. If Master Lingxu doesn't apologize and resolve this grudge, she may be killed by Senior Sword Cultivator one day. She is right to do so."

The patriarchs of the three major cultivating families soon received the message and rushed over with their people. When they saw with their own eyes that Lingxu Sect Master was kowtowing in three steps, everyone showed a strange look.

Thinking back to the beginning, the master of Lingxu City had such a transcendent status in Lingxu City. Because he was not very old when he was promoted to Foundation Establishment, even the master of Lingxu City would give him three points of respect when he faced her.

"The three elders of Lingxu Sect are also nearby."

The Xu clan leader whispered.

The Zhou clan leader glanced at the Ye clan leader: "Do you want to inform the seniors?"

"I'll just go and you two will follow to check on the situation."

The leader of the Ye clan turned around and left.

"This old guy knows how to seize the opportunity!"

The Xu clan chief and the Zhou clan chief looked at each other.

I always felt that the brains of the two of them were slower than the leader of the Leaf clan, and I was very dissatisfied.

Ye Mansion.

The leader of the Ye clan hurriedly came to the small courtyard where Fang Chen was, and saw Fang Chen and Mrs. Qinghe sitting across from each other drinking tea. He walked a few steps quickly and stood beside Fang Chen, and whispered:

"Senior, the leader of Lingxu Sect has appeared. He is taking three steps and kowtowing at the moment. He seems to be walking towards us."

Master Qinghe was slightly startled.

What is Master Lingxu doing? Apologize?

She looked a little strange and quickly looked at Fang Chen, wanting to see what Fang Chen's attitude was.

Unexpectedly, Fang Chen closed his eyes and remained motionless, making no sound.

The courtyard suddenly became very silent.

The leader of the Ye clan thought that he had said something wrong, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly thought over and over whether there was any conflict with what he had just said.

After more than ten breaths, a clear light suddenly surged out of Fang Chen's body, and before the two of them could react, a terrifying sword intent swept out.

The two of them were closest to Fang Chen and felt the terror of this sword intent firsthand.

As the twelfth-level Qi Refining leader, the Ye clan leader was even stiff and cold, unable to move at all.

Master Qinghe was even more unbearable. In just one breath, a little cold sweat broke out on her forehead!

Just when this sword intent was about to be counteracted and spread outside the small courtyard, Fang Chen opened his eyes!

A flash of light flashed through the gray-white pupils, and the terrifying sword intent was instantly absorbed and returned to the body.

Xiaojian woke up.

Its awakening this time really brought a lot of surprises to Fang Chen. He felt that his sword body was several times more powerful than before!

Now facing the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, he was confident that he could handle it easily, and there was no need to use the Supreme Sword Sutra of Eight Desolations to Suppress Immortals.

As the sword intent was taken back, the pressure on the Ye clan leader and Master Qinghe disappeared in an instant. They both breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

"What a terrifying sword intent!"

The leader of the Ye clan was secretly afraid.

In the situation just now, any mortal who walked over could stab him to death with a sword, who was unable to move at the twelfth level of Qi Refining.

"Did you just say that Lingxu Sect Leader is kowtowing in three steps and coming towards the Ye Clan?"

Fang Chen looked at the leader of the Ye clan and smiled lightly.

The leader of the Ye Clan nodded quickly: "Exactly, the junior feels that she intends to apologize to the senior."

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door of Ye Mansion.

Fang Chen smiled, got up and walked outside the courtyard.

The leader of the Ye clan quickly followed.

Master Qinghe sat there without moving. Fang Chen had already told her not to show her face during this period.

Because Xia Xuanji had seen her before, if Xia Xuanji saw Master Qinghe there, he would immediately guess Fang Chen's identity.

Outside Ye Mansion.

The leader of the Lingxu Sect could not kneel down, and the monks watching the excitement couldn't help but secretly sigh in their hearts when they saw this scene.

Facing the extremely skilled swordsman, even the originally aloof leader of the Lingxu Sect could only put down his body and beg for mercy.

"I really need to make amends to that senior sword cultivator."

"Nonsense, in Lingxu City, there is only the senior sword cultivator worthy of the Lingxu Sect Master's three-step kowtow."

The crowd murmured.

The Xu Clan Chief and the Zhou Clan Chief were also looking at the crowd, but they did not rush forward to interfere with the matter.

At the same time, the three great elders had arrived behind Master Lingxu and knelt down together.

Kneeling with them were also monks from the Lingxu Sect.

Xia Xuanji stood in the crowd and looked at this scene with a half-smile, his expression calm and confident.

"If I can become a swordsman, maybe one day I can have the grace of my senior."

In the crowd, Ye Wenxiu looked at the scene in front of him, and his determination to become a disciple became even stronger!

After everyone waited for a while, the door of Ye Mansion slowly opened, and they finally saw the terrifying sword cultivator who killed the late-stage Foundation Establishment master with one sword.

The leader of the Ye clan stood behind the sword cultivator like a follower, with half his head lowered.

"Appeared!"

Leader Lingxu and others were refreshed.

"It's you, why do you dare to show your face?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Leader Lingxu said quickly: "I am here to apologize this time. Please forgive me for my unintentional mistake."

After saying that, her head slowly fell to the ground motionless.

The same goes for the Great Elder and others.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, they really did not expect that Lingxu Sect would end up like this, but everyone in Lingxu Sect was very sincere.

With the sect leader taking the lead in kneeling and apologizing in this way, all the dignity and dignity are given. As long as the hatred is not too big, it can basically be resolved.

"Since you are so sincere, the previous grudges can be settled. Get up."

Fang Chen said calmly.

The great elder was slightly happy. He couldn't wait to take out the tea cup, ordered someone to pour a cup of tea, and then handed it to the Lingxu Sect Master.

Master Lingxu stood up slowly and served tea with respectful hands:

"Senior, please drink this cup of apology tea."

The expressions of the heads of the three clans changed slightly.

The three of them looked a little weird. If Fang Chen didn't drink, he would look a little timid in the eyes of everyone, which would be an insult to Jianxiu's face.

What if I drink it...it's poisonous?

The monks nearby had obviously thought of this, and their expressions became slightly strange.