This man was two meters in height with a full beard. His hairs stood high as he let his rage shoot through the skies and his cry caused the beasts in the area to scatter in fear. In an instant, everyone turned to look at Li Jingyu with malice in their hearts.

"Li Jingyu, we of the three bloodlines wanted to hold a Sacred Assembly to decide who would become the junior sect master. But who could've known that you’d do something so foolish, you sick sadist!" Fourth Patriarch Li Yunting said. Though he seemed like a tall and lanky gentleman, his words were sharp and ruthless. 

"Then tell me. What have I done that's so foolish?" Jingyu was completely unmoved by the fierce youths. It was far from the worst she’d ever had to face. She shielded Tianming and Qingyu behind her and stared back ferociously, though those on the other side didn't back down despite the chill they felt down their spines.

"You just picked up an outsider and called him Li Wudi's son, then announced he’d be the junior sect master. Tell me, how else should...