Wen Qianchuan snorted, “So what if you give it up now? You’ve already occupied it for so many years. Shouldn’t you return it to its original owner earlier?”
Mountain Master Zhao wanted to argue, but Murong Hanlie released his pressure on him. Mountain Master Zhao’s forehead immediately began to sweat. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he could only keep his mouth shut.
While the atmosphere in the meeting hall was still tense, mountain master Zhao’s jade token started to shake. After sending his divine sense in, mountain master Zhao said with a wide grin,
“Sect master! Little Jiu is back! She’s not dead! Haha! I knew this bad news bag wouldn’t die so easily. She really came back alive!”
Sect Master Xiahou immediately stood up, “What? Yun Chujiu is back? That’s great! This little girl is really lucky!”
Peak Master Mo of water mountain also echoed, “I told you that this little girl would be fine. Congratulations.”
Murong Hanlie’s eyes flashed with a trace of viciousness as he asked coldly, “Martial nephew Xiahou, who is Yun Chujiu? Why are you so happy that she has returned safely?”
Sect Master Xiahou paused for a moment, then said, “Although Yun chujiu is only a servant of our murderous Yuan sect, she has made great contributions during the battle between the human race and the nightmare race.
“Previously, she was captured by the Yan clan during the battle. We thought she was already dead, but we didn’t expect her to come back safe and sound.”
Wen Qianchuan pursed his lips. “A small fire-burning handyman? Made great contributions? Senior Brother Xia Hou, are you joking? ! Even if you want to change the topic, say something reliable.
“A fire-burning handyman made great contributions. Could it be that the cultivators of the central plains are already weak to this extent?
“TSK TSK, I advise you to return the position of sect master to my master. Otherwise, I think that sooner or later, the killing origin sect will become an unrated small sect.”
Master Xiahou could not stand it anymore. “Junior Brother Wen, the human race and the Yan race have suffered countless casualties in the battle. How can we treat it as a joke? ! For the battle for the sect master, I will give my senior uncle an explanation. Please watch your words.”
Master Xiahou also had a bad temper. However, he now felt that he was in the wrong. Moreover, due to Murong Hanlie’s seniority, otherwise, he would have been enraged long ago.
Wen Qianchuan wanted to say more, but Murong Hanlie snorted coldly and did not speak.
“Since this Yun chujiu of yours has worked so hard and achieved so much, why don’t you let her come over? I want to see the rising star of our s.h.i.+ Yuan sect.”Murong Hanlie said in a deep voice.
Master Xiahou used to think that Hei Xinjiu was a bad person and wished that he could never see her again. But now, he felt a sense of pride and honor. He immediately sent a message to Leng Kui and asked him to bring Hei Xinjiu to the meeting hall.
Leng Kui heard that Yun Chujiu had returned and arrived at the front gate of the killing Yuan sect at the fastest speed in his life.
Hei Xinjiu had thought that there would be a grand welcoming ceremony, but when Leng Kui arrived, he could not help but curl his lips. “Senior brother Leng Kui, you are not the only one who came to welcome me, are you?”
Leng Kui saw that Yun Chujiu was safe and sound, and his nose felt a little sour. He had been living like a year these days, even though he still did not like Hei Xinjiu’s personality.
However, he had to admit that this junior sister was a special little girl.
Although she was lazy and crafty, and she caused trouble, it was this little girl who had turned the tide of the battle between the human race and the nightmare race. She had almost single-handedly allowed the human race to obtain victory.