Chapter 1248: Disciplining the Disciples

Chapter 1248: Chapter 1248: Disciplining the Disciples

"Did you not hear what the military officers said just now? Or do you not understand?" Feng Tianhe, having held back his anger all night, finally found a place to vent, and loudly reprimanded his own disciple: "They said it was an order from Spirit Lord! With the token of the Six Guards and the Embroidered Robe Envoy’s entourage as proof! You dare not obey such an order! Are you disregarding Spirit Lord’s words! Do you want to lead Mo Sect into a place of eternal damnation! If that’s the case! Then fine, I will represent the Sect Leader Senior Brother in expelling you from the sect now, after which whatever happens to you, alive or dead, will have nothing to do with Mo Sect! Mo Sect does not have a disciple as ungrateful as you!"

"On behalf of Zhang Lao! Discipline the liver! Discipline the liver!" The disciple whose mouth had been slapped crooked, although unaware of why the situation had become so severe, clearly understood the meaning in Feng Tianhe’s words. That continuing to resist would not only cost him his own life but also implicate the sect. In a panic, he instantly led a group of Mo Sect disciples behind him, falling to their knees, continuously kowtowing and admitting their mistakes to Feng Tianhe.

"Enough! Fortunately, a great disaster has not yet occurred! You still have a chance to make amends." Feng Tianhe spoke as he bent down to retrieve his token, then from his storage ring took out a mechanical puppet bearing his distinct mark, throwing the token to the disciple he had slapped, and after assigning several puppets, commanded: "You, holding my token, go to the various streets of the Immortal Palace to find our Mo Sect disciples and instruct them not to clash with the Divine Martial Guard. The direct disciples and inner elders are to quickly return to the sect’s branch courtyard, and the rest of the disciples must return to the Immortal Palace Guard office, stay put, and wait for orders. If you meet someone of the same rank giving orders and they don’t listen, let the Divine Martial Guard deal with them. If you encounter an inner elder, tell them it was my idea, concerning the survival of the sect. If they want specific details, let them come back and ask me!"

After speaking, Feng Tianhe looked at the disciple holding his token and exhorted again: "Remember! The most important thing you must do is to immediately go to the Immortal Palace Guard office and command the Mo Sect disciples stationed there not to resist, but wait for orders in place. Except for orders or incitement from me or Spirit Lord, do not follow anyone else’s orders. Do not engage in conflict with the Divine Martial Guard, and do not leave the guard office, understood! This matter is extremely important and concerns the life and death of your senior brothers! Can you do it?"

The disciple, whose face was still swollen, upon suddenly receiving such an important task from Elder Feng, instantly forgot the humiliation of being slapped earlier, tearfully and excitedly nodded repeatedly and murmured: "Yes, yes, on behalf of Zhang Lao, the Earthly Appointed Silk Night Assists the Left Way!"

Feng Tianhe nodded at him, reaching out to inject original energy into the disciple’s swollen cheek, healing the injury on his face, and then paid no more attention to the moved disciple, who was crying tearfully. Turning to command other sect disciples, who were too frightened to speak by the scene: "I have no obligation to warn you, but out of consideration for the years of friendship between the sects, and knowing it’s not easy for your sect to cultivate you to today, old man advises you not to make trouble tonight and quickly return to your own sect, reporting everything you’ve seen to your master."

"Thank you, Elder Feng, for your guidance, we will leave immediately!" Those selected as Immortal Palace disciples are not foolish, seeing Elder Feng’s actions, they knew this matter tonight was very serious. Continuing to oppose the Divine Martial Guards would be unfavorable to themselves, it was better to quickly deliver the news back to their sect. Hence, several sect disciples collectively thanked Elder Feng, and with Captain Liu’s tacit approval, they dispersed and retreated toward their sect’s branch courtyards.

"Captain Liu, you saw everything just now. I still hope you can send someone to lead my disciples to the various locations of the Immortal Palace to convey my orders. This can help to avoid conflict, which is beneficial to both you and me." Having done all this, Feng Tianhe felt completely exhausted, and looked at Captain Liu, gesturing to his disciples and requesting.

"Elder Feng is magnanimous and compassionate, being able to do this is certainly the best!" Avoiding conflict also relieved Captain Liu, who, after thanking Feng Tianhe, called over Zhao Zhichuan to detach a few squads and lead the disciples holding Feng Tianhe’s token to convey the orders throughout the Immortal Palace.

"Elder Feng, do you need us juniors to send a team to escort you back?" Having issued the order, Captain Liu looked at Feng Tianhe with a fawning smile and asked.

"No need, my Mo Sect is very close by, I can be there in a few steps. The military officers will be busy tonight, so best spend your energy elsewhere." Feng Tianhe declined Captain Liu’s kindness, taking his people and moving despondently toward his sect’s branch courtyard. Just then, a loud explosion came from somewhere deep in the Immortal Palace, as a plume of smoke ascended into the sky. Feng Tianhe looked up and the source seemed to be in the direction of the Infinite Thunder Sect, indicating that some people could not control their temper and clashed with the Divine Martial Guard.

Just as Feng Tianhe surmised, while some patrol squads chose to compromise when faced with an army’s encirclement, others who were unwilling ignited conflict as soon as someone took the lead. Such scenarios occurred on various streets of the Immortal Palace, as shouts, curses, and spells’ blasting sounds echoed in every corner.

The orchestrator of all this, Pei Yan, was currently quite leisurely. Having finished dinner, he placed a reclining chair in the courtyard, sipping warm tea to dissolve the greasiness of the meal. Listening to the outside chaos, he smiled and remarked: "Look! This is the Immortal Palace under Lin Ruxue’s rule. Even with her orders and two personal guards leading, the people of the Immortal Palace still dare to disobey orders. I imagine Spirit Lord Lin must be furious right now, the Immortal Palace has been too arrogant and self-serving for too long! They’ve forgotten whose food they’re eating. I reckon she’s handing power to me tonight probably hoping to use my hand to knock these sects into shape. This is their last chance! If they cannot wake up, then after the great war, I fear the scene at the Garden of the Immortals will play out again on the Daoist Plane."

"Whether or not it plays out has nothing to do with us. Oh my! The outside noise is quite loud! It’s not going to really cause some big trouble, is it?" Having finished dinner, the Investigation Hall personnel were all waiting in the courtyard for deployment, while those without combat ability retreated inside the tower. Zheng Jia Ru leaned against a pillar, listening to the outside commotion, and sighed.

"What if there’s big trouble? This is a civil war in the Human Immortal Palace! Told him to stay home, but he wouldn’t listen! Even if many people die, it’s none of our business! And we don’t know when our people are coming! Pei Yan, are you waiting for our people to arrive before you go out to take charge of the situation?" After dinner, Jiang Feiyang nonchalantly picked his teeth with a silver needle and asked.

Pei Yan was about to respond when he was interrupted by a rush of footsteps outside the courtyard. Presently responsible for the outer perimeter guard was an elder of the Fenrir Race. He hurriedly entered the courtyard to report: "Mr. Pei, an adjutant under Lord Shi urgently wishes to report to you. At the same time, the other four sects have each sent an elder, seeking an audience with you, sir. These two groups have collided outside, and that adjutant is being questioned by the four sect elders. Sir, how should this be handled!"