Liu Buli said this, and the Grand Elder originally thought he intended to deal with these people like he had dealt with the hall masters, eliminating them all.
Unexpectedly, he merely smiled, transformed his spiritual energy into ropes to bind them, and then walked out. He said, "I will handle these few people. Everyone else, disperse. Go back to what you were doing."
He paused, then looked back at the remaining disciples. Liu Buli smiled and said, "The rest of you, remember to get along. If you have any dissatisfaction with me, feel free to leave the sect. But if you intend to stay, then let's be harmonious. This kind of fighting and brawling is a one-time occurrence; I don't want to hear about it a second time."
As he spoke, the disciples all nodded desperately in agreement. Liu Buli was very pleased. He smiled at Yun Xiang separately, then took the group and walked forward.
Everyone was curious about where he was going.
But curiosity aside, no one dared to risk their lives to peek or follow Liu Buli's path.
So after Liu Buli left, the Grand Elder took it upon himself to organize the remaining disciples, re-explained all the sect's rules to everyone, and then told them to meditate and cultivate. He then went to attend to other matters.
As for Liu Buli, he led the few traitors who had attacked him to the back mountain of the sect. Upon reaching the entrance of the Hall of Reflection, Liu Buli finally revealed a smile and spoke the first words he had uttered all the way: "There were a few too many people just now, so I didn't say one of the most important things. But since you're all about to embark on your journey, it's fine if I clarify it now."
As his voice fell, the disciples all shivered.
When they saw that they were approaching the Hall of Reflection, they had thought they had a glimmer of hope. They figured that a period of confinement and reflection would appease Liu Buli. Even if the final outcome was expulsion from the sect, it was far better than annihilation.
But upon hearing his voice, they realized they were utterly doomed.
Liu Buli was a beauty; this was a recognized fact throughout the cultivation world. And his smile was even more captivating, something everyone knew.
However, as disciples of the Pill Sect, they also knew a piece of information that outsiders did not—
When Liu Buli wore that kind of insincere smile, it signaled that he had no intention of leaving his opponents any room to survive.
It was like the grim reaper collecting souls; those who saw such a smile were always destined to die.
Ignoring the disciples' legs that had gone weak and unable to walk, Liu Buli continued forward, murmuring, "Actually, I don't really care about what you said about me. Even the position of Pill Sect Master is neither here nor there to me. There were too many people earlier, and what I said was mostly for appearances. But in reality, I want your lives for just one reason."
The female disciple gritted her teeth and asked word by word, "Is it because we spoke ill of your monstrous disciple?"
"That's right," Liu Buli said with a smile. "Everyone has a reverse scale, and so do I. Lu Wuming is my reverse scale. Whoever touches it dies. That's something I've decided for myself."
With that, he pushed open the door of the Hall of Reflection.
This time, it was different from before. Lu Wuming was not sitting in his usual meditative posture. Instead, he stood straight at the doorway, arms crossed, watching the group outside. It was clear he had sensed Liu Buli's approach and had been waiting for some time.
Seeing Liu Buli arrive with people, Lu Wuming frowned slightly. He then asked, "Master, what kind of act are we putting on today?"
"It's not an act, just making use of waste," Liu Buli smiled, forcibly dragging the few people into the Hall of Reflection. He then closed the door and raised his hand to cast a barrier.
Liu Buli's cultivation was very high.
At least for those few disciples, the barrier he cast was like an inescapable net; no one could escape.
The timid ones began to beg for mercy incessantly. The female disciple could no longer maintain her composure, and asked with fear, "Liu Buli, what do you want to do?!"
Liu Buli yawned and ignored the question.
Instead, he walked to a soft cushion and sat down. He beckoned to Lu Wuming and said, "Hurry up and get started. Once you absorb the resentment of these few traitors, I'll take you back."
Hearing this, the traitors didn't immediately understand what he meant, but Lu Wuming looked surprised.
He turned to look into Liu Buli's eyes, staring for a long time. Only when he was sure that the lazy and gentle appearance was definitely his master did he open his mouth and ask softly, "Master, didn't you say... you wouldn't let Wuming use this kind of technique anymore?"
"I didn't before, but after seeing your methods against those merfolk at the bottom of the secret realm, I suddenly realized that perhaps I was thinking about it incorrectly before."
Liu Buli replied slowly, "You are of the Ghost Clan; that's an unchangeable fact. Even if I teach you spiritual arts and cultivation techniques, they won't be as comfortable as your inherent racial skills. When I made you abandon all your Ghost Clan skills, thinking back on it, it was somewhat denying your very existence. So I thought, why not try a different approach? Instead of completely abandoning it, why not fully accept it? Since you won't feel inferior about this identity now, it's just a means of attack and self-defense for you. With diligent training, you'll surely achieve great things."
Liu Buli spoke at length.
As usual, Lu Wuming didn't understand much of it.
However, after careful analysis, he roughly grasped Liu Buli's meaning. In short, his master fully accepted his race and his talent, so from now on, he could do as he pleased, and his master would no longer stop him.
Thinking of this, the emotions that had been suppressed in Lu Wuming's eyes for too long gradually surfaced. His eyes glowed red, revealing an undeniable desire for slaughter.
Licking his lips, as his fingers transformed into sharp claws, Lu Wuming turned to Liu Buli and asked, "Master, these people are wearing the uniforms of our Pill Sect disciples. So, what did they do wrong to be brought here by you for punishment?"
Liu Buli smiled and replied, "They thought I shouldn't marry you, demanded that I expel you from the sect, and also wanted me to marry a female cultivator."
Lu Wuming's gaze suddenly deepened.
He opened his mouth and murmured, "If that's the case, they truly deserve to die..."