Chapter One Hundred and Thirty: Eleven Elders(2/2)
Both of them looked sad and full of emotion about the past.
Suddenly, the third elder said, "By the way, it seems that Xiao Yi has some grudge against Changkong."
"Changkong? A disciple of the Fourth Elder?" The Great Elder frowned and said, "This person is very talented, but unfortunately, he has a bad temperament."
"It's far worse than your disciple Ye Ming."
The third elder smiled bitterly and said, "You know the character of the fourth elder very well. He is famous for protecting his shortcomings. I'm afraid..."
"Let him hold it in." The Great Elder said solemnly, "Eleven has only one disciple under his sect, but he has many disciples. We cannot let the disciples of Eleven suffer."
"This..." the third elder said with a bitter smile, "the fourth elder has a very irritable character, so you should go ahead and talk about it."
"Hmph." The great elder sneered, "Whether you want to go or not, Shiyi's refining skills are better than yours, so you always have to ask him for help."
"As for me, I no longer care about the affairs of the Sword Sect. I don't have much work to do and I need the Eleven Gang."
In the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, the ten elders and the eight elders are in charge of the inner sect respectively; only the third elder is in charge of the medicine hall and the fire hall.
As for the Great Elder, it is said that he stopped caring about these things many years ago; he will only appear when big things happen within the Sword Sect and he is needed.
But in terms of prestige and cultivation, he is far superior to the other nine.
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Outside the forest, Xiao Yi was running fast. He couldn't wait to complete the task quickly.
How powerful is that thing that requires five thousand sword points to redeem?
Chapter completed!