Chapter 793: Chapter 793: Bold Enough to Send the Ancestor’s Hairpin to the Demon Domain?

“Bai Chuwei has totally embarrassed herself this time, acting all high and mighty at the Gathering of Immortals only to play dead the moment a demonic cultivator shows up.”

“Exactly, she didn’t even react when her own magic artifact got snatched. But it’s understandable, after all, a young girl like her would naturally be afraid of demonic cultivators. She only pretends to be tough in front of us legitimate cultivators.”

“Bai Chuwei is the one they call the Immortal Teacher, right? I’ve been paying attention to the outside world, and I heard that she’s taken sick leave from Imperial University. Even the live recording of ‘Super Brain Scholar’ has been switched to online classes without her participation. Is she so frightened that she’s gone into hiding?”

“She was so impressive during the Gathering of Immortals, but now she’s become a laughingstock…”

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Such rumors were rampant in China’s Cultivation World, and as soon as any cultivator spoke up for Bai Chuwei, someone would immediately jump out to loudly refute, “She’s afraid of demonic cultivators, what’s there to argue about? Which legitimate cultivator isn’t afraid of those evil-doers?”

Just as all the cultivators mocked Bai Chuwei’s pretentious downfall, the normally quiet and low-key Dark Night Domain issued a public announcement to the entire Cultivation World–

If anyone dares to say anything unfavorable about Bai Chuwei again, please, come visit the Dark Night Domain, the Young Master will personally entertain you.

In an instant, the entire Cultivation World fell silent.

The Dark Night Domain, a powerful organization comparable to the Demon Domain of O Continent, let alone their Young Master, just the mention of the five great elders of Dark Night was enough to strike terror into people’s hearts.

Who would dare to speak ill of Bai Chuwei at such a time?

Without even showing his face, the Dark Night Young Master shut everyone up with a single announcement.

These words were thus merely discussed in private.

Bai Chuwei was absent, but Zhao Tianfang represented the Unnatural Management Bureau and stepped forward.

As he walked into the hall, Li Can rubbed his not-too-sore head and smiled as he approached, using his rather poor Mandarin, “Senior Zhao, hello, hello.”

Zhao Tianfang couldn’t be bothered with pleasantries and bluntly said, “Li Can, release the people of Qingxuan Sect!”

Li Can looked very innocent, “Senior Zhao, you must be joking. The people from Qingxuan Sect are all guests here by their own will, don’t believe me? Ask Qingxuan themselves. Oh, and don’t forget, I am a law-abiding citizen. There’s an art exhibition by A Country in the Imperial Capital, supported by our Li family from A Country.”

Zhao Tianfang was led by the chuckling Li Can to the backyard, where all the members of Qingxuan Sect were ‘guests,’ with an array of fruits and pastries laid out before them.

Upon questioning this group, not a single one was willing to leave, and Zhao Tianfang nearly vomited blood.

He had come personally to pick them up, and they still wouldn’t leave?

The disciples were nearly in tears. With Li Can threatening them with Senior Bai’s hairpin, did they dare say they wanted to leave?

The beard on Qingxuan’s lips twitched, and his eyes were filled with cold laughter.

He would not leave. Even if he lost another tooth, he would not leave!

They were in a society governed by the rule of law; these demonic cultivators from A Country wouldn’t dare to harm their lives under the eyes of the police–at worst, they’d suffer some superficial pains.

He intended to stay right here until Senior Bai finished her seclusion, to let her see just how miserable they had been. He was waiting for the moment Senior Bai came out of seclusion to watch her send this bunch of A Country demonic cultivators straight to heaven!

Waiting for Senior Bai to come out of seclusion and take charge for them!

Qingxuan sucked in his pained cheek and inhaled sharply, his old eyes filling with tears–

If only Senior Bai could come out of seclusion a bit sooner, his toothache was killing him.

Since everyone from Qingxuan Sect claimed to be guests, Zhao Tianfang had no choice but to leave.

Li Can clicked his tongue a few times, poked Qingxuan’s face with the hairpin, and said, “Sect Leader, you’re quite cooperative. Why not cooperate a bit more and tell me the secret mantra directly?”

Qingxuan: “Scram!”

Li Can was once again spat on by Qingxuan. The old man had no other skill to speak of, just an abundance of saliva and phlegm.

Li Can’s face instantly dropped, he signaled to a minion with yellow hair, and spat out, “You, wrap up this hairpin and mail it directly to the headquarters of the Demon Domain in O Continent, just say it’s a gift from me, Li Can.”

All the members of Qingxuan Sect present were shocked still.

This A Country demonic cultivator named Li Can, he wasn’t planning to claim Senior Bai’s hairpin for himself but was going to send it to the universally despised Demon Domain?!