“I now promote you to heir disciple. When you return to the sect, someone will lead you through the rest of the formalities,” Sage Clearwind said.

“Thank you, elder,” Chen Feng said with a smile, bowing respectfully.

“Now tell me, what happened just now?” said Sage Clearwind as he looked at Purplebolt, who was standing beside Chen Feng.

Chen Feng nodded his head and recounted everything that happened earlier, “What happened was…”

“Humph! So, was that what happened earlier?” Sage Clearwind directed the icy question at He Tian.

“Err…” He Tian’s face twitched.

“Don’t stammer. I am asking you if that really did happen?” A look of ridicule flashed across Sage Clearwind’s face. 

“Yes.” He Tian nodded his head.

“Humph, you embarrassment! You are to immediately return to the sect and reflect on your mistakes for three months in solitude,” shouted Sage Clearwind. 

“Sage Clearwind, you do not have the authority to deal with me,” He Tian forced himself to say, gritting his teeth.

“He he, I don’t have the authority? It seems you have forgotten my status as an elder,” replied Sage Clearwind with a scoff. 

“Going against an elder, a subordinate turning against a superior....