"To be honest, I don't know either. But this is the Sect Leader's order, so come with us!" Motolo said with a smile, then made a gesture of invitation with his remaining right hand.

Of course, Ye Tianfan wasn't just going to walk over. He looked at Motolo's empty left hand and said, "So, how does it feel using just one hand?"

Upon hearing Ye Tianfan's words, Motolo's entire body shook, his pupils contracted, and he instinctively touched his severed arm with his right hand. The smile on his face vanished instantly as he coldly looked at Ye Tianfan, "Thanks to you, I'm used to it. Now please, although the Sect Leader said not to harm you, I think I can still teach you a lesson as long as it doesn't involve bodily harm."

Motolo's tone was as cold as ice, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes. However, he held back, knowing that Ye Tianfan was specifically wanted by Sect Leader Zhang Youji. If he really hurt Ye Tianfan, even though the Sect Leader wouldn't punish him, his status in the leader's eyes would greatly diminish.

"What are you talking about? Break his leg, bring him back, and heal him later!" Blood Hall Master, seeing Ye Tianfan and the others dawdling, grew impatient and said irritably.

Then Blood Hall Master spat something out from his mouth, shooting straight at Ye Tianfan's leg, clearly intending to break it and take him away.

The speed was so fast and sudden that even Motolo didn't react, let alone Ye Tianfan.

Just when the black shadow spat out by Blood Hall Master was about to hit Ye Tianfan, a small black shadow swiftly intercepted it, bouncing it aside.

The small black shadow spun a few times in place, and when it settled, Ye Tianfan finally saw what it was — an abacus bead, from an abacus.

At that moment, the bead zipped back to the Scholar.

"You're as reckless as ever. If you really injure him, how will we explain it to the Sect Leader?" The Scholar calmly said as he reattached the bead to the abacus, speaking to the Blood Hall Master beside him.

"Pretty boy, do you have to oppose me every step of the way? Do you have to meddle and oppose every decision I make? What exactly do you want?" Blood Hall Master, seeing his move being thwarted by his most annoying adversary, the Scholar, was livid.

"What do I want? The Sect Leader clearly stated to invite him over as a guest, without harming him. Yet you insist on breaking his leg. I'd end up implicated by you. Have you forgotten how severe the Sect Leader's punishments are?" The Scholar said unhurriedly.

"Hmph!" Clearly, Blood Hall Master was cowed by these words and could only snort coldly.

And from the fear in his eyes, it was evident that Blood Hall Master had definitely been punished before, and it was a very harsh punishment, which is why he conceded.

"What are you two arguing about? Our task this time is to leave a good impression on him. All this bickering is really unbecoming." Motolo said helplessly, seeing the two quarrel again.

"I'm not trying to argue; I'm merely correcting a mistake." The Scholar said with a smile.

"You worthless thing, what do you amount to, daring to lecture me? Don't assume that just because you're a Guardian, with your current state, when this incident resolves, you'll be replaced. You might not even remain a Hall Master." Blood Hall Master said arrogantly to Motolo, looking grim.

Upon hearing this, Motolo's eyes filled with killing intent as he looked at Blood Hall Master.

"What are you looking at? I'll gouge your eyes out if you keep staring. I bet the Sect Leader wouldn't blame me for dealing with a useless person like you." Blood Hall Master said disdainfully to Motolo.

Blood Hall Master had long been displeased with Motolo. Since Motolo entered a weakened state and his strength declined, Blood Hall Master had been discontented with him. Although weakened, the residual power still lingered, and he possessed the Supreme Magical Treasure, the Flame Demon Arm, so Blood Hall Master hadn't acted out too much before.

This time, being able to have his arm severed by someone not even in the Thousand Source Realm, and the Flame Demon Arm's power being reduced to such an extent, made Blood Hall Master, who always admired the survival of the fittest, stop even pretending, showing his disdain openly.

Motolo, filled with killing intent, said word by word with a voice full of chills, "Even though I'm weak now, I can still kill you. How about it? Want to bet?"

Blood Hall Master snorted in disdain, neither agreeing nor refusing the bet, but he stopped provoking Motolo. He was aware that even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, a saying he understood well. If he really pushed Motolo to the edge, he wasn't sure he could escape unscathed either.

"Hmph!" Motolo snorted disdainfully upon seeing Blood Hall Master's demeanor. He then looked at Ye Tianfan once more, his tone completely different from before, eyes filled with a hint of hatred, saying, "Make your decision quickly. Will you come with us voluntarily, or should we invite you to come with us!"

If not for Ye Tianfan, he wouldn't be in such a pitiful state now. He knew his position as Guardian wouldn't last long. In the survival of the fittest world of the Demon Sect, no matter how glorious his past achievements were, they belonged to the past. Now he's too weak to even beat someone at the Ten-Thousand Profound Realm. Despite various reasons, the fact that he lost remains. Who knows how many are eager to step on him to climb up.

Ye Tianfan, seeing Motolo's state, knew that if he didn't give an answer, he would be "invited" over, and the process wouldn't be pleasant.

What to do? Ye Tianfan's mind raced. He couldn't drag it out any longer, and if he used the Golden Bell Shattering to call for help, whoever came would probably die. There were two Half-Grand Unity Realm experts there, while the ones he could call, like Yu Shan and Bai Feng, were only at the Ten-Thousand Profound Realm. If he called Elder Chief, he could, but in the time it took for them to arrive, could he hold out? Or would they arrive in time?

Damn it! What should he do! Ye Tianfan once again felt his insignificance.

"Dare to harm my disciple, and you shall die!"

Just as Ye Tianfan, filled with despair, was ready to go with them to the Demon Sect Headquarters, then look for a chance to escape, a voice came from the sky.

Immediately, a Fire Dragon charged towards the Scholar and the others.

The Scholar, upon seeing the Fire Dragon, quickly set the abacus horizontally in front of himself, chanting a spell to block the Fire Dragon.

Ye Tianfan then saw a figure descending from above, landing in front of him.

Seeing this back figure, Ye Tianfan was momentarily stunned!

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