Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 299: One Year in Seclusion

Chapter 299: Chapter 299: One Year in Seclusion

Daoist Ding Shan regained his senses amidst the scolding of Daoist Yun Shan, answering with an air of pitiable helplessness and compliance, "I, I understand, Master. I agree, that’s it!"

"That’s more like it!" Daoist Yun Shan relaxed with a sigh of relief and then glared at him again, "From now on you all better behave and not cause me any trouble! Do you have any idea how many of your grandmasters are down below?"

He had initially been enjoying quite a carefree life down below with his masters and grandmasters.

But before he could enjoy it for even two years, his disciples started causing trouble.

Now the ancestral figure had returned...

If the disciples stirred up such trouble again, he wouldn’t have peaceful days down below anymore. He might as well reincarnate!

Daoist Ding Shan also felt wronged in his heart.

However...

Looking around the courtyard at all these people, he could not beat any of them, so he could only nod silently and accept the reprimand.

The people from Qingyun Temple were also at a loss for words at this time.

Who could have imagined that Jiangli’s seniority was so high that he had directly invited the grandmaster...

Now they had no choice but to close the temple.

Even though they knew that closing the temple for a year would greatly impact them.

At this point, no one dared to speak up in objection.

"Ancestral figure, do you consider this matter to be properly resolved?" Fu’er rubbed his hands together and offered a sycophantic smile.

Jiangli stood up, "It’s barely adequate, but I shall not pursue the matter any further. Just make sure your disciples control themselves. If anything like this happens again, I will not spare you, let alone Qingyun Temple."

Fu’er’s heart clenched, "Yes, yes, of course... "

Jiangli looked towards Xia Xin, who was standing there dazed, and said, "Let’s go back to Jiaoyang Temple."

Xia Xin was just about to nod.

Fu’er hastily interjected, "Ancestral figure, the disciple misses you dearly. Why not let the disciple accompany you for a couple of days? It would be a sort of homecoming."

Jiangli gave him a glance, then looked at Cui the judge beside him.

Cui the judge realized Jiangli was seeking his opinion, but before he could speak,

Fu’er eagerly said, "Cui the judge certainly won’t mind. Ancestral figure, please take pity on me!"

As he spoke, he desperately signaled Cui the judge with his eyes.

After a moment of thought, and having received merits from Fu’er in the past, Cui the judge with a pleasant smile said, "Abbot, this is not entirely impossible."

To this, Jiangli was truly indifferent.

Since Cui the judge had said so, she replied, "Alright then, let’s go back."

Fu’er immediately became excited, "Alright, ancestral figure!"

Xia Xin: "..."

He suddenly felt his position was hanging by a thread.

He quickly caught up to Jiangli, wanting to leave Fu’er far behind.

Seeing this, Cui the judge said to Daoist Yun Shan who was left behind, "Let’s go back as well."

Daoist Yun Shan, eager to return to his leisurely life, nodded in a hurry.

Before leaving, he earnestly said to Daoist Ding Shan, "Take the grandmaster’s words to heart. He was the number one person in Xuanmen eight hundred years ago and remains the ancestral figure of over half the sects and noble families in Xuanmen today. In the future, if you see anyone from Jiaoyang Temple, walk around them. Help if you can, and if you can’t, keep your distance. Don’t cause me any trouble!"

"Master, I understand. How could I dare not to?"

After this day, without Daoist Yun Shan saying anything further, Daoist Ding Shan wouldn’t let his disciples go anywhere near Jiaoyang Temple.

Now, Daoist Ding Shan’s heart was full of bitterness.

It wasn’t his intention to target Jiaoyang Temple in the first place, but now he was left to take all the blame.

Seeing that he was taking the message to heart, Daoist Yun Shan quickly disappeared with Cui the judge into the depths of Qingyun Temple, leaving the shocked crowd behind.

It took quite a while before everyone snapped back to reality.

Shisan hurried over and helped Daoist Ding Shan up, "Master, are you alright?"

Daoist Ding Shan shook his head and stood up straight, looking at Daoist Changmin, who was unconscious on the ground, he sighed, "First, take him back to his room to treat his injuries. After a couple of days when he’s a bit better, expel him from the sect. Then announce to the outside world that our Qingyun Temple, starting from today, will close its doors for a year."