Three Palaces, Seven Pavilions, Fifteen Floors (2)

He scattered the fish and prawns into the sea, shook off the fishing net, and hauled in a few more nets of his catch. Then he drove the small boat to the inlet on the coast.

Over there, there was a small hidden water village with some small wooden boats moored.

"Martial Uncle."

"Martial Uncle."

Zhu Wushi hurriedly lowered his head.

Even though he was at the Out of Body realm, his cultivation had reached a bottleneck and there was no hope for him to advance. Thus, he was not valued in the sect.

As for this Martial Uncle Zuo Tianya, not only did he control the wealth and power of the sect, but he was also a great sword cultivator who massacred an entire region back then.

In front of Zuo Tianya, Zhu Wushi felt guilty.

There was no rule in the Seven Luminaries Sword Sect that prohibited fellow disciples from killing each other.

Zuo Tianya's gaze fell on Zhu Wushi and he said indifferently, "Do you know why I didn't make a move?"