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However, this was not a good thing for Xue Jianfeng. He had always regarded himself as the successor of the snow sword sect. No one would be in a good mood to have such a martial uncle above them.

If possible, Xue Jianfeng would never allow his superiors to send him such a martial uncle. Unfortunately, his father was only the Vice sect leader of the snow sword sect. Although his position and power in the snow sword sect were not low, it was far from the point where he could do everything with one hand. Furthermore, Leng Leng\'s master was not an ordinary character, and would definitely try to argue with reason. The fact that the snow sword sect had finally sent out Bing Wuqing, who was inclined to a neutral position, was probably the result of a mutual balance and compromise.

Bing Wuqing looked at Xue Jianfeng expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice,""From today onwards, all snow sword sect\'s training disciples will be under my command. You are no longer the eldest senior brother who will lead the team."

"Yes, I understand." Xue Jianfeng nodded quickly. He didn\'t dare to act presumptuously in front of Bing Wuqing. Besides, he was the one who suggested this from the very beginning. Ever since he had fought with Lin Yi last time, he knew that he had no hope of getting revenge with his own strength. Therefore, he could only think of a way to ask for help from snow sword sect.

Of course, this kind of thing was not something that could be asked for help just because he wanted to. Without a good reason, he could not pass the test of the immemorial Alliance. The reason given by Xue Jianfeng was that his dantian had been destroyed, and there was no one in the snow sword sect who could take his place as the eldest senior brother. It was easy for things to go wrong without a leader. Therefore, he asked the snow sword sect to rule out a higher-up leader.

This reason sounded reasonable at first glance, so the immemorial Alliance didn\'t try to stop her. They allowed the snow sword sect to send out Bing Wuqing, their martial uncle, again. There was only one condition: Bing Wuqing could only lead the disciples of her own sect. She couldn\'t give orders to the disciples of the other ancient sects, and she couldn\'t fight for power with Xin Yijie. After all, Xin Yijie was the recognized legitimate martial uncle who would lead the team for this trip.

"Where\'s Leng Leng? call her over. " Bing Wuqing said directly. Other than leading a group of snow sword sect disciples to train, her other important mission was to send Leng Leng back to the small martial world of the immemorial age.

The sect\'s fate was greater than the heavens. Ever since they learned that Leng Leng had disobeyed orders, the higher-ups of the snow sword sect had been arguing like a pot of porridge. The people of the two sects had a small quarrel on a daily basis and a big quarrel on a daily basis. Vice sect leader Xue vowed to take her justice for his son, while Leng Leng\'s master had argued for justice time and time again. However, no matter what the final outcome was, there was one thing that could not be discussed. Leng Leng must be escorted back as soon as possible. Otherwise, her continuous disobedience would be regarded as a betrayal of the sect. Even Leng Leng\'s master could not save her.

"This ... I\'m afraid I can\'t ..." Xue Jianfeng shook his head with a troubled expression.

"What can\'t be done?" Bing Wuqing furrowed her brows slightly. She didn\'t have a clear position on Leng Leng\'s matter, and was merely following orders. As long as she could send Leng Leng back to the small martial world of the immemorial era, she wouldn\'t have anything to do with the final outcome, no matter how it developed.

"She\'s completely betrayed the sect now. Unless we force her, I, as the eldest martial brother, can\'t move her. " Xue Jianfeng laughed bitterly, then added,""Even if it\'s your order, martial uncle Bing, I\'m afraid she won\'t listen."

"Really?" Bing Wuqing\'s aura was already frosty to begin with, and this time, the temperature dropped even more. Even Xue Jianfeng subconsciously clutched his arms.

"Seeing is believing. It\'s useless for me to say anything here. Why don\'t you go there yourself, martial uncle Bing? you\'ll know if it\'s true or not." Xue Jianfeng\'s tone was quite sincere, and he seemed to be fair and objective, without the slightest intention of sowing discord and framing others.

Bing Wuqing glanced at him. Although he didn\'t make his stance clear, if Leng Leng really dared to disobey his orders, she would undoubtedly be his enemy. When dealing with traitorous disciples, Bing Wuqing\'s principle had always been to kill without mercy!

"Alright, lead the way." Bing Wuqing\'s eyes narrowed into slits.

"Yes, please follow me, martial uncle Bing." Xue Jianfeng nodded his head repeatedly, and at the same time, he was overjoyed. He knew that with Lin Yi\'s unruly character, he would never hand Leng Leng over to the snow sword sect so easily. And with Bing Wuqing\'s character, she might just attack him directly if they didn\'t agree with each other. This was a real early gold core expert, and Lin Yi was nothing in front of him!

Under Xue Jianfeng\'s lead, Bing Wuqing quickly arrived at the small island assigned to the green cloud sect in the North. At this moment, Xin Yijie was personally explaining the initiation mantra to a few prospective disciples. When he raised his head, he saw Bing Wuqing, who was approaching him with a cold aura, and he immediately frowned.

"Bing Wuqing? What are you doing here?" Xin Yijie was slightly taken aback. The circle of the ancient martial world was not as big as the Sky Class Island. The green cloud sect and the snow sword sect of the North Island were both part of the ten small sects and clans, and they had a lot of communication with each other. On top of that, he and Bing Wuqing were both early gold core experts, so they had naturally met a few times.

"Hand over Leng Leng." Bing Wuqing didn\'t have the slightest intention of exchanging pleasantries with him, and directly asked for him.

"What do you mean? You\'ve come all the way to this old man\'s place to ask for someone. Bing Wuqing, aren\'t you being a little too arrogant?" Xin Yijie\'s face darkened. Even though they were both early-stage golden core cultivators, he was far more experienced than Bing Wuqing. Furthermore, he was the martial uncle who was leading the team for this trip to the secular world. There was no reason for Bing Wuqing to ignore him.

"Hand over Leng Leng." Bing Wuqing repeated herself as she looked at Xin Yijie expressionlessly. Her attitude was unyielding, and Xue Jianfeng couldn\'t help but feel secretly pleased at this scene. Although Bing Wuqing wasn\'t on the same side as him, it was still a pleasant sight to see that old bastard Xin Yijie suffer a loss.

"Bing Wuqing, listen carefully. I don\'t care how you got here, but I\'m fully in charge of this trip to the secular world. It doesn\'t matter if you want to cause trouble, as long as you can bear the anger of the entire archaic Alliance." Xin Yijie said, suppressing his anger. If it were any other time, he might not be willing to confront Bing Wuqing, who was a God\'s favored one. However, he was the person in charge of the secular world\'s training. If he allowed Bing Wuqing to do whatever she wanted, he would lose his position as the team\'s martial uncle. It would be embarrassing.