novel for you Chapter 1322 Cleaning up the portal
Chapter 1322 Cleaning up the portal
Ye Tianming lowered his eyes and looked at Su Muxue who was whispering in secret. A hint of gentleness flashed in his eyes. He shook his head gently and whispered back: "I appreciate Miss Su's kindness, but if this rule is abolished by force, what is the meaning of this auction?"
Before he finished speaking, he casually tossed the card in front of the cashier and said, "Two hundred thousand spirit stones, payable now."
Elder Zhao's face twitched, and after a long while he smiled sinisterly: "Boy, do you think you can leave after getting the things? In Yunmeng City, no one has ever been able to escape unscathed after snatching food from the hands of an elder of Tianmen."
Ye Tianming turned a deaf ear and directly put the ancient jade into his storage ring.
Su Muxue was a little helpless, but she didn't say anything more. She could only cooperate and start introducing other auction items.
Ye Tianming bought some necessary spiritual plants and finally ended with satisfaction.
Until the end of the auction, Ye Tianming left with three chalcedony mushrooms and the fragments of Taichu. The discussion behind him gradually faded away: "I heard that Elder Zhao has been running to the secret room at the top of the cloud recently. Who knows, he might be tinkering with some evil skills..."
"This kid dared to offend Elder Zhao, I'm afraid he's in trouble!"
Elder Zhao, who was defeated by Ye Tianming, looked at Ye Tianming with a gloomy look and whispered to the people around him: "Follow this kid closely. I want him to pay the price!"
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Ye Tianming left the auction house with thoughts churning in his mind.
He did not immediately go to Tianmen to identify himself.
Based on his current understanding of Tianmen, even if he revealed his identity now, he might not get the help he wanted.
If you want to control Tianmen and make it powerful enough to shock the Ye family, you must reorganize it.
The master once said that if he had any problems, he could go to Uncle Fu, the most senior elder in Tianmen.
As long as he takes out the token, Uncle Fu will obey him.
He raised his hand and took out the bronze waist badge, and stroked the four words "Lord of Tianmen" on the back with his fingertips. He turned around and turned into a stream of light, flying towards the west of the city.
At the entrance of the alley in the west of the city, the wooden door covered with spider webs was knocked three times. The old man in a gray robe who opened the door was hunched over and said in a trembling voice, "Who is it?"
When Ye Tianming saw him, he handed over his badge and called out softly, "Uncle Fu."
The old man stroked the lines on the token with trembling fingertips, and suddenly burst into tears: "Old servant Fu Bo, greets the young master! You are finally back..."
Ye Tianming helped the old man sit down, his eyes sweeping over the dusty spirit tablets in the house, all of which were elders who had inexplicably "died" in recent years.
"How did these elders fall?"
Ye Tianming lit a stick of incense for many spirit tablets as he spoke.
Uncle Fu's eyes were filled with tears and hatred and helplessness.
"It's all because of Deputy Sect Master Ling Zhang. After the old Sect Master disappeared, he took over the Tianmen in your place. He actually colluded with outsiders and even sold the sect's spiritual mines to the demon cultivators!"
"All these people tried to stop him, but were killed instead."
"Young Master, please seek justice for them!"
Ye Tianming's expression changed slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard the sound of armor rubbing against each other outside the door.
Uncle Fu's face suddenly changed: "It's Wu Kui from the Law Enforcement Hall! Young Sect Master, please go through the secret door..."
Before he could finish his words, the wooden door was kicked open and seven or eight law enforcement monks filed in. The leader was fat and had big ears, with a tiger-head token with the word "punishment" engraved on it hanging around his waist.
"Uncle Fu, I heard that you hid the sect's treasure?"
Wu Kui pinched his greasy chin and looked around the room, "Hand it over obediently, or you will suffer."
Uncle Fu clenched his sleeves tightly and said, "Master Wu, you need evidence to speak! You are making false accusations out of thin air!"
"Haha, really? We can find out if we search for it!"
Wu Kui sneered and then waved his hand.
The monks following him immediately began to overturn tables and chairs, smash porcelain, and rummage around.
They were chatting and laughing while doing chores, and it was obvious that they were trying to find trouble on purpose.
Ye Tianming leaned in the shadows with his arms folded, watching Wu Kui approach the spirit tablet, then kicked it over and was about to raise his foot to crush it.
Uncle Fu had no time to stop it and could only throw himself forward to protect the spirit tablet.
But this action angered Wu Kui even more.
He kicked Uncle Fu over and kicked him in the chest: "You old man, you're looking for death!"
"You've wasted most of your cultivation, and you're still here to oppose us? You don't know how to live or die!"
In the blink of an eye, Uncle Fu spat out a mouthful of blood and his breath became much weaker.
It seemed that Wu Kui was about to take ruthless action against Uncle Fu again.
Ye Tianming flicked his fingertips, and a ray of spiritual power hit Wu Kui's back like a heavy hammer.
His fat body was shaken so hard that it stuck to the wall, and a strange sound came from his throat.
The monks looked back in horror, only to see a young man walking slowly out of the shadows, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes as cold as a knife.
"You... who are you?"
Wu Kui's voice trembled and cold sweat broke out from his palms.
If that spiritual power just now had been a little stronger, he would have died.
Ye Tianming ignored them and just bent down to pick up the spirit tablets one by one, brushed off the dust with his fingertips, and put them back in their original places: "Master Wu, do you know what the crime is for insulting the spirit tablets of the sect elders?"
Although his voice was calm, the words he said seemed to carry an immense weight, causing Wu Kui and the others to break out in cold sweat.
Everyone looked at Ye Tianming with eyes that did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
"You...who are you..."
Ye Tianming waved his hand and threw the bronze jade plate towards Wu Kui.
"Open your dog eyes and see who I am!"
Wu Kui looked at the bronze jade plate in his hand and his pupils suddenly shrank.
This is clearly the sect leader’s badge!
"Master, this... this is the order from the sect leader!" The follower monk looked at the token tremblingly, his voice panicked.
Ye Tianming didn't care about their changing expressions. He just warned them coldly, "Go back and tell Ling Zhang that I want him to come to Yunding Palace in person to apologize in three days."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and the powerful spiritual power threw everyone out of the door.
Wu Kui's face turned alternately blue and white. He endured the severe pain and got up, staggering towards the sect gate.
Ye Tianming locked his mind on everyone and clearly saw a dark red curse mark on the back of Wu Kui's neck, which was actually the same as the magic cultivation technique.
"Young Sect Master, I'm afraid Ling Zhang has already defected to the Blood Demon Sect..."
Uncle Fu climbed up, covering his wound with his hand, his voice choked with sobs.
Ye Tianming helped the old man up, his eyes fell on the direction of nothingness where everyone had disappeared: "It seems that your guess is right. My second brother is probably not the same as before."
Ye Tianming put the jade pendant into his arms, his eyes gleaming with coldness. "The auction in three days will be the time for settlement. Uncle Fu, please contact the elders who are loyal to the sect. By then, I will rebuild the sect!"
"Yes! I'll pass it on now!"
Having said that, Uncle Fu immediately walked towards the inner room.
There is a teleportation formation there, which is enough for him to pass the message as quickly as possible.
Ye Tianming turned around calmly and looked towards the Tianmen Palace not far away, with a cold smile on his lips: The chaos in Tianmen should end tonight!
Since the master has entrusted Tianmen to him, he must not allow these people to destroy Tianmen!