Chapter 2961 — The Silkworm Mutation Arrives
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"I am the black-clad elder of the Dark Night Palace. By order of the Supreme Elder, I have come to recover the stolen goods taken by that junior Wei Zhao. I care not who you are, but I ask you not to interfere with the Dark Night Palace's lawful rights!" The black-clad elder's words were fierce but his heart faint—the other man was, after all, a top-tier expert of the cultivation world.
"Stolen goods? Since when is it stolen goods? I was not aware." The young man in white glanced at the black-clad elder and asked coldly.
"What do you know? This is an internal matter of the Dark Night Palace. Even if you are an expert at the peak of the late heaven rank, we are under no obligation to report to you!" the black-clad elder said, brazening it out.
"Other matters, I naturally would not concern myself with. But this matter touches the interests of my sect, and I, Tian Canbian, must intervene!" The young man in white snapped his fan shut, his gaze sweeping coldly toward the black-clad elder.
"Your sect? What are you... What! You say you are Tian Canbian?" The black-clad elder's face broke into sudden understanding, and he stared at the young man in white with utter horror. "You say you are... the young sect master of the Xuandan Sect?"
"Indeed. The reward pills for the Xuandan Sect trial were issued under the personal authority of our Xuandan Sect—how is it your Dark Night Palace's place to meddle?" The young man in white was, of course, Tian Die'er. She had rushed back overnight, and never expected to witness such a scene upon her return; at once she stepped forward to put a stop to it.
The black-clad elder stared at the young man in white, his eyes full of hesitation and resentment. He could not believe that Tian Canbian would personally concern herself with such a trifle—this was no great matter at all. In his heart he clung to a shred of hope, a doubt: could this be some ancient-tier underling of Wei Zhao's in disguise? But the strength was no counterfeit.
Still, the black-clad elder asked, "As far as I know, the young sect master Tian is overwhelmed with affairs—how would she have time for such a small matter? How do you prove your identity?"
"Is this not proof enough?" Tian Die'er casually tossed a token toward the black-clad elder.
The black-clad elder caught it and looked—and his gaze froze at once. This was indeed the token held only by sect masters, young sect masters, and elders of the ancient sects. The tokens had been forged by common agreement of the entire ancient tier, and the black-clad elder recognized it at once; he himself possessed one marked as an elder of the Dark Night Palace. It was meant to make things convenient for those of the ancient tier when abroad on business, lest the flood waters wash away the Dragon King's temple and kin fail to know kin.
So the black-clad elder had no further doubts. Reluctant as he was, he respectfully returned the token to Tian Die'er, cupped his fists, and said, "The black-clad elder of the Dark Night Palace pays his respects to the young sect master Tian! Since the young sect master Tian has taken a hand in this, I shall take my leave first."
With that, the black-clad elder made to depart with Zhao Qibing. Zhao Qibing, though he could not make sense of the situation, knew better than to provoke this handsome youth, and could only lower his head and follow the black-clad elder in a hasty retreat, not daring to utter another word about breaking Gu Mengyao's or Shen Yushu's legs. (To be continued. Wonderful novel [Web] Remember our address: