The ninth elder bowed seriously to Qin Fan.
Qin Fan turned around and did not accept: "The person you should apologize to is not me, but her!"
Following Qin Fan's gaze, everyone saw the cold girl next to Jie Ling and Er Ha.
At the same age as Hua, she saw her relatives being slaughtered with her own eyes, and she was almost insulted by her enemies. What hurt her most was probably those of her own race who refused to save them.
"Peace is never achieved through compromise, but through strength."
"If we can be so insensitive to our compatriots, how can we possibly win against races that are far more powerful than us on the battlefield?"
Everyone was silent, not knowing whether they agreed with Qin Fan's words or not.
Qin Fan knew that just a few words from him could not change these people's deeply ingrained thoughts.
He also didn't want to change other people's minds.
I just hope that a knife can be inserted into the already stubborn minds of these people in order to pry them off in the future.
The girl's cold body was the knife.
The ninth elder seemed to have made some decision and strode towards the girl's body.
"W-what are you going to do?" World Spirit was so frightened that he backed away and asked weakly.
The Ninth Elder did not answer, but came to the girl's body, bent his legs, and knelt down.
"Your village has traveled thousands of miles to come to the foot of Jianmen. However, as the elder of Jianmen, I failed to protect you, but I still helped the evildoers."
"I'm sorry for you!"
"Today, the ninth elder of Jianmen died to apologize. I hope you have souls in heaven and can forgive me!"
With a choking sound, the ninth elder pulled out his sword and wiped his neck directly.
"Laojiu!"
"Ninth Elder!"
Everyone exclaimed and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
The blood dripped down the neck of the ninth elder and fell on the ground next to the girl's body, like a group of coquettish flowers blooming.
Even though he was dead, the Ninth Elder's body still knelt upright and did not fall down. He just lowered his head deeply, as if confessing to the girl forever.
The second elder had an angry look on his face and stared at Qin Fan as if he was about to spit out fire.
Qin Fan said coldly: "What? Do you want to avenge him?"
The second elder turned his head away: "I don't dare."
Luo Yuanshan hurriedly smoothed things over: "The Patriarch was joking. The second elder was just too sad because of Lao Jiu's death. If there is anything inappropriate in his words or deeds, I hope the Patriarch will forgive me."
Qin Fan turned around, put his hands behind his back and left: "Give him a good burial! It will be considered as a disgrace to the reputation of your Sword Sect!"
Luo Yuanshan frowned and said, "Grandmaster, where are you going?"
Qin Fan said: "Don't worry, I won't leave until Taiyi Immortal Sect comes to investigate."
Luo Yuanshan was relieved, but began to worry again.
I'm relieved because Qin Fan won't leave, and I'm worried because if Qin Fan doesn't leave, Qin Fan will definitely bear the brunt of the attack once Taiyi Immortal Sect comes to investigate.
He patted the second elder on the shoulder and whispered: "People cannot be resurrected after death. I will bury Lao Jiu generously and leave it to you to take responsibility."
After saying that, he chased Qin Fan: "Ancestor, wait for me!"
Soon, he came behind Qin Fan and whispered: "Grandmaster, I suggest you go out and take shelter first. You can come back when this incident has passed."
"Brother, wait for me!" Jie Ling rode over on Erha, fearing that Qin Fan would leave them behind.
Qin Fan looked at Luo Yuanshan and thought that it was really hard for him to be so groveling in front of him now that he was a powerful person in the realm of divine transformation.
"Master Luo, I need to make it clear that I am not your ancestor."
"From now on, I have nothing to do with Jianmen."
I thought that after saying such heartless words, Luo Yuanshan would be furious.
However, the results were completely opposite.
Instead, Luo Yuanshan said with a moved expression: "I know that the founder said this because he wanted to wait until Taiyi Immortal Sect came to investigate the crime, so that he could bear everything on his own, so as not to implicate my Jianmen."
"The Patriarch is ready to sacrifice himself for Jianmen, right?"
Qin Fan frowned, this great master of transforming gods is still a imaginary monster!
He just doesn't have a good impression of Jianmen.
Although Jianmen was founded by a disciple of the Arctic Sword Sect and regarded him as its ancestor, he had already preconceived ideas and had a very bad impression of Jianmen. How could he possibly recognize such a sect?
"Headmaster Luo is overthinking. I am really not your ancestor. However, I killed the third demon prince and it has nothing to do with your Sword Sect. One person is responsible for the work, so naturally I will not implicate you."
Luo Yuanshan said: "How can the image produced by the shadow bead be fake?"
"Don't worry, Patriarch, we will never let you take on this matter alone. You are the Patriarch of my Jianmen Sect. Even if the entire Jianmen is involved, I will not let the Taiyi Immortal Sect do anything to you."
Luo Yuanshan vowed emphatically, and it could be seen that these words came completely from the heart.
Qin Fan said: "You are sincere, but unfortunately, I still can't accept it."
"By the way, if you have time, tell me about Taiyi Immortal Sect. How strong are they?"
Luo Yuanshan said solemnly: "Each of the twelve Immortal Sects is extremely powerful, and they control countless sects. Each Immortal Sect has a Daluo Jinxian sitting in charge."
"The Immortal Sect has the right to decide the fate of any sect, and no sect can resist."
Qin Fan frowned and looked at him: "That's all?"
Luo Yuanshan asked in confusion: "What else does the Patriarch want to know?"
Qin Fan said: "Strength, specific strength. How many gods are there, how many Yuanying realms are there, how many Daluo Golden Immortals are there?"
Luo Yuanshan frowned and said, "Well, please forgive my incompetence, I really don't know."
"Every Immortal Sect is extremely powerful, with countless strong men under their command. No one has ever tried to calculate them. Of course, they cannot be calculated."
"In short, the Immortal Sect is not something we can fight against."
Qin Fan nodded: "Okay, I understand."
Next, Qin Fan stayed in Jianmen temporarily.
The bodies of the Ninth Elder and the girl were buried generously, and the matter finally came to an end.
Luo Yuanshan had always hoped that Qin Fan could admit his identity as the Patriarch, but Qin Fan still refused to let go and tried his best to distance himself from Jianmen.
Three days later, several rainbows descended over Hanging Mountain.
"Where are the people from Jianmen? Come out quickly to greet the Immortal Sect envoy!"
In the clouds, an arrogant voice shouted like a loudspeaker.
Qin Fan, Luo Yuanshan and others, who had been waiting for this moment, immediately rushed out of the hall and stood on the square looking at the people in mid-air.
The leader was a middle-aged man in white, with a cold face, looking down below without any emotion.
Followed by four young men in black, each with arrogant faces and nostrils pointing upward.
"Is this a member of Taiyi Immortal Sect?" Qin Fan asked.
Luo Yuanshan hurriedly and quietly tugged at the corner of Qin Fan's clothes: "Be careful what you say!"
He took a step forward and bowed to the few people in the clouds: "I didn't know that the special envoy of the Immortal Sect was coming, but Luo Yuanshan, the head of the Sword Sect, missed the welcome. I hope that the special envoy of the Immortal Sect will forgive me."
"You are indeed guilty. You actually allowed the Third Prince of the Demon Race to have his body mutilated on your territory. Now the Demon Race army has been assembled and is ready to attack at any time." The man in white said coldly.
