But my master didn't even think about it.
...
Qingguang Mountain.
Numerous disciples arrayed at the entrance of the Daoist temple, eyes on their noses, noses on their hearts, not daring to breathe.
Even the more daring ones only dared to sneak a glance inside with the corners of their eyes, though there were high walls blocking the view, and nothing could be seen, but everyone could imagine how furious the master must be inside.
In just two days' time.
The senior disciple, whom the entire Qingguang Cave lineage had always been proud of, first attempted to attack an insignificant Southern Continent cultivator, intending to take the lead disciple position of the Three Immortals Sect through such an almost opportunistic method.
It ended in failure.
