Cultivation Has Dropped Again?

Green Mountain Village.

"The Immortal Elder has spoken. So, how could we not listen to you?" said a middle-aged man.

At this moment, the courtyard was in a chaotic state. Everyone had injuries.

Even the middle-aged man speaking had his teeth knocked out. He was fearful. He had come close to death.

"It's not about listening to me," Zhou Chan said helplessly. "I didn't expect my Junior Brother to attach such importance to Junior Brother Lin Zhi. He actually dispatched his pet spirit beast, who is even more formidable than me."

The middle-aged man thought of something. "Wasn't Lin Zhi allowed to stay in the sect because of those two young disciples?" he asked fearfully.

Zhou Chan glanced at him. "No. It was the Master of the branch who personally permitted him to stay. He isn't someone we can meet."

The middle-aged man was scared out of his wits. He had tried to dig up the graves belonging to such a person.