208: unfair

The remaining two were greatly alarmed and quickly brought out their Magical Artifacts, but Gu Qingyun swept their legs out from under them, and in a blink of an eye, all three were lying on the ground, wailing incessantly.

“Not bad, huh?” Liu Jiangyi clapped and laughed from behind.

Gu Qingyun wiped some sweat and proudly lifted his chin.

“A piece of cake!”

With that, he continued to rush upwards.

He was like a rising sun, full of hope and passion, completely unaware of the darkness that awaited him.

An hour later, when Gu Qingyun finally reached the first echelon, the scene before him made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Dugu Xiu was standing before the passing line, and more than fifty Disciples had already passed the assessment behind him.

He stood with his arms crossed, a mocking sneer on his lips.

“Stop!”

“Dugu Xiu, are you crazy?”

Gu Qingyun’s eyes were red with anxiety; if he delayed any longer, the spots would be filled!

“Heh heh, just as I intended.” Dugu Xiu unhurriedly straightened his sleeves, “With me, Dugu Xiu, here, who dares to snatch this sixty-fifth spot?”

Sure enough!

After the sixty-fourth Disciple crossed the finish line, the Disciples who had been scrambling before all stopped in their tracks, not one daring to cross that line.

They looked at Dugu Xiu fearfully, then glanced sympathetically at Gu Qingyun, yet no one dared to step forward and speak a word of justice.

“Despicable!” Gu Qingyun trembled with rage, “You are breaking the Sect’s rules!”

Dugu Xiu suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter full of mockery.

“Rules are for ants! How can a lowly commoner like you even talk about rules?”

He turned and made to step over the passing line, “Today, I will let you know what despair is!”

“Stop!” Gu Qingyun roared and charged forward, but Dugu Xiu backhanded him, sending him flying.

The Qi of a Ninth Grade Martial Artist surged like a tide, making him vomit blood.

Once, twice, thrice…

Gu Qingyun charged repeatedly as if possessed, only to be repelled again and again.

His clothes were torn, his body covered in wounds, yet he stubbornly climbed back up.

“Why… why are you doing this to me…”

Gu Qingyun’s voice was already hoarse; he looked up at the mist-shrouded mountain peak, letting out a heart-wrenching cry.

“Elders! Is this what you call fairness!?”

“I, Gu Qingyun, refuse to accept it! I refuse!!!”

Liu Jiangyi was stunned.

Gu Qingyun’s performance was truly heartfelt!

However, perhaps this was also his genuine anger.

With his strength, passing this small selection should not have been a problem.

But he encountered Dugu Xiu’s malicious obstruction.

Anyone in his position would be furious.

“Noisy!”

A sharp shout, like a clap of thunder, rang out, and a white sword light pierced through the Void Realm.

As the sword light dissipated, an old man with white hair and beard appeared; it was Elder Dugu Ming, an Elder of the Blood Demon Sect’s inner Sect.

“Grandfather!” Dugu Xiu called out joyfully.

Du Gu Ming nodded slightly, his cold gaze sweeping over the blood-soaked Gu Qingyun.

“Youngster, are you questioning the Sect’s rules?”

Gu Qingyun struggled to stand, an unyielding flame burning in his eyes.

“Dugu Xiu is engaged in favoritism and malpractice, why does the Elder not intervene!?”

“Presumptuous!”

Du Gu Ming waved his sleeve, and an invisible immense force sent Gu Qingyun flying several feet away.

“Is it your place to dictate how this Elder handles matters?”

These words were like a heavy hammer, shattering the last shred of fantasy in Gu Qingyun’s heart.

He slumped to the ground, the light in his eyes gradually dimming.

Only now did he truly understand why Liu Jiangyi had tried so hard to stop him.

He had thought he could sneak in on his own, but in the face of power, he was nothing but a joke.

“Brother…”

A warm hand suddenly rested on Gu Qingyun’s shoulder, “Leave the rest to me.”

“No!”

“I refuse to believe the Blood Demon Sect has no Law!”

Gu Qingyun suddenly broke free from Liu Jiangyi’s hand, staggered a few steps forward, and looked up at the sky, shouting, “I want to see the Sect Master!”

His voice echoed through the valley, carrying his last stubbornness and unwillingness.

In his bloodshot eyes, the last flicker of hope still shone.

“Who seeks this Venerable One!?”

A majestic shout, like thunder, boomed, and a purple figure suddenly appeared in the sky.

The Sect Master of the Blood Demon Sect stood in the Void Realm, surrounded by nine brilliant halos, each seemingly representing a Law of Heaven and Earth.

He looked down at Gu Qingyun from above, his eyes filled with indifference and disdain, and the terrifying fluctuations of his Great Martial God seventh-level cultivation were palpable.

“Disciple greets the Sect Master!” Gu Qingyun bowed, “Dugu Xiu deliberately broke the rules, and Elder Dugu showed favoritism and perverted justice, not only not blaming Dugu Xiu but deliberately shielding him!

He is unworthy of being an Elder of my Blood Demon Sect; Disciple requests the Sect Master to uphold justice!”

Before his words finished, a burst of harsh laughter suddenly erupted from all around.

The Outer Sect Disciples laughed so hard they doubled over, some even shedding tears. Dugu Xiu, even more so, clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he couldn’t straighten up.

“What are you laughing at?”

Gu Qingyun angrily said, “You are all Outer Sect Disciples too.”

“Am I not fighting for your rights by doing this?”

“The injustice that happened to me today could happen to you tomorrow.”

“Do you have no brains!?”

What Gu Qingyun said was not wrong.

But!

What answered him was only more unrestrained laughter.

The laughter was like thousands of sharp knives, slowly torturing Gu Qingyun’s last hope to death.

Liu Jiangyi stood to the side, his fists clenching, making cracking sounds.

How he wished he could unleash a sword strike now, reducing these ants to dust in terror.

But he knew that Gu Qingyun needed this baptism to completely give up hope.

“Heh heh, young man, you are truly naive.”

The Sect Master stroked his long beard, a mocking curve on his lips, “Who do you think you are?”

“Just an orphan from the mountain, though your strength is extraordinary, in my Blood Demon Sect, what we lack least are Geniuses.”

“What are you? How dare you demand fairness from this Venerable One?”

Every word was like a heavy hammer striking Gu Qingyun’s heart; his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

“Elder Dugu has achieved great feats for my Blood Demon Sect and is a meritorious minister of my Blood Demon Sect!”

The Sect Master’s voice suddenly turned cold.

“Let alone that he merely protects his own; even if he indiscriminately killed innocents, how could I, the Sect Master, punish him?”

“On the contrary, you, who eat and live in my Blood Demon Sect, whom my Blood Demon Sect has given everything, not only show no gratitude but dare to speak so presumptuously!? You seek death!”

“You… what did you say?”

Gu Qingyun was struck by lightning, his entire body trembling with rage.

His pupils contracted violently, and the light of hope in his eyes gradually extinguished.

Replaced by a thick Killing Intent!

The Seal in his Dantian had already begun to crack.

Although this method of suppressing cultivation had no side effects, opening the Seal was not something that could be done in a short time.

“Xiu’er, that boy possesses an Innate Dao Body, which is a supreme Martial Dao Physique.”

Elder Dugu suddenly smiled sinisterly, his withered fingers splayed like eagle talons.

“Today, Grandfather will take his Dao Body for you and bestow upon you a tremendous fortune!”