Chapter 183: Haunting

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I feel that he is too unlike a Yuanying monk and has no opinions of his own.

Jiuru is not only a veteran true monarch of Shangyao Sect, but also a veteran true monarch in the world of cultivating immortals, so his prestige is natural.

But his character is also talked about by many monks, but the other party's identity and strength are there, and no monk would dare to say these things in front of him.

Normally, Jiuru would be furious when he heard this, but today he was not angry.

Others don't know the identity of that disciple, but they, as core elders, have seen the identity of these law enforcement disciples before leading the team.

The disciple who pointed out his doubts clearly recorded in the sect's archives that he had one-fifth of the blood of the demon clan.

One of his ancestors was a half-demon born between a human and a demon clan.

Nowadays, the world of immortal cultivation is prosperous, and many monks actually despise and dislike half-demon.

But that disciple was not a pure half-demon. His bloodline had been passed down for generations, and the bloodline belonging to the demon clan was already very weak.

Shangyao Sect is not a rigid sect with no tolerance at all.

Although he knew the other party's identity, he was still allowed to join the sect's law enforcement hall when the other party was good enough and had no objections.

Facts have proved that Le Feng and their choice were right.

After entering the Law Enforcement Hall, this disciple made a lot of achievements by virtue of his ability and talent.

In his file, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall clearly mentioned this.

Extraordinary talent and keen intuition!

Although he is an elder of Nascent Soul, he also understands that there are some things that may not be detectable just because of his cultivation level.

What's more, the two people who escaped were in the half-step integration stage...

In terms of cultivation, he is naturally inferior.

Moreover, the two of them came from the upper realm, so there was no guarantee that they would have no means to hide the truth!

He felt a little solemn in his heart. If those two people really had their mind set on the spirit ship...

The surrounding discussion gradually became louder.

Lu Qingye glanced at the two people who were detained and the Qianhai Sect disciples who spoke the loudest.

The frown became tighter and tighter.

She also felt something was wrong!

Just when Jiuru was thinking about how to deal with it, he received a message from Lu Qingye.

"Uncle, there is something wrong with those two people, and there are several people around them. To the east is the male cultivator with a spear, to the west is the female cultivator with a pale complexion, to the south..."

Suddenly, Jiuru's heart skipped a beat.

There is really a problem!

He immediately raised his head and handed the identity cards to the two people without changing his expression.

"There is no problem, Zheyuan. Maybe he is a little tired after working so hard for so many days."

The disciple wanted to say something else, but was patted on the shoulder by Jiuru.

"Don't worry. I'll change guard with my brothers later and take a rest. My uncle is here."

Jiuru spoke, and the surrounding voices became quieter.

The disciple pursed his lips and stared at the two of them, but could only retreat unwillingly.

He has a somewhat stubborn temper, but people around him don't believe what he says. In order not to cause turmoil in people's hearts, he feels that he should pay more attention to the two of them along the way. If there is any problem, he will be the first to report it!

Mr. Jin laughed endlessly in his heart.

He is just an elder of Nascent Soul, and besides, there are so many young monks on this ship who have no strength to restrain a chicken. He must be cautious and restrained, so there is nothing to be afraid of!

Still want to protect everyone by yourself?

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the stubborn disciple who had been staring at them, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.