Fatty froze, sensing an immense pressure suddenly attacking towards him, it brought an aura that one could not resist.

　　Sun Yu who was badly wounded abruptly threw out an item, the solemn look in his eyes earlier had been replaced by one that showed he wished to skin him alive. A green umbrella suddenly appeared in the air, surrounded by a white luster, a strong suppression swept across the surrounding few hundred miles. No matter the cultivators or the demon beasts, everyone wore a terrified look, one could tell this umbrella wasn’t an item of the mortal realm in one look.

　　“Soul Capturing Umbrella!” Fatty faltered, but it was already too late to dodge.

　　“Damn it!” Lonemoon cursed, actually using an immortal artifact to cheat when he couldn’t beat him, did they take him to be a dead person?

　　He stood up right away, as he was about to strike out, he was tugged back Shen Ying who was beside him.

　　“Father Niu.”

　　Just as the Immortal Qi on the umbrella was about to strike Fatty, a Buddhist chant came from the horizon, and instantly stripped the umbrella of its offensiveness.

　　“Amitabha!”

　　Everyone heard the ringing of a chain of bells and saw a bald man dressed in a Kasaya, flying over on a lotus stage, a light sheen of gold sacred light was emitting from his body. Compared to the good-looking cultivators, his looks were very ordinary, only the speck vermilion between his brows was especially striking, his entire being was surrounded by an aura of compassion.

　　“It’s a Buddhist cultivator from Hao Ran Court!” Someone recognized his identity and exclaimed out loud.

　　The man waved his hand and instantly kept the green umbrella away, then greeted everyone, “I am Chan Ji, greetings benefactors.”

　　Everyone was shocked, some even had their eyes wide in shock with faces of disbelief.

　　“Chan Ji? Isn’t he the Court Lord of Hao Ran Court, I didn’t think he would come forth personally.”

　　“Hao Ran Court does not partake in the disputes of the world, only ruling justice in the world. To have him come forward at this time, could it be that someone has sinned?”

　　“Seems there’s something more to the matter between Divine Imperial Sect and this Sect Master, that even Hao Ran Court has intervened.”

　　Everyone started to make guesses in whispers, but all, without exception, held expressions of respect and admiration for the man, even Fatty’s expression had eased up.

　　“Huh?” Shen Ying cocked her head to a side to peek at the monk that had suddenly appeared, then turned towards Lonemoon.

　　“Why are you staring at me?” Lonemoon rolled his eyes. “I don’t know who this is either.” What Hao Ran Court, he’d never heard of it.

　　Whereas Chef who was beside them frowned and questioned instinctively, “Master, the sacred light on this person’s body…”

　　“Mm.” Shen Ying nodded.

　　“What sacred light, this must be the golden light of merit and virtue?” Lonemoon had figured it out too and replied subconsciously.

　　Yi Qing opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something but still held back at the end and turned to continue looking at the middle.

　　The monk known Chan Ji was already walking towards Sun Yu who was on the ground, the green umbrella in hand. “Fellow Daoist Sun, since you have already lost to Fellow Daoist Hui here, why the need to use an immortal artifact to attack him from behind and add onto your sins of killing for nothing?”

　　Sun Yu went pale, the look in his eyes changed several times, dimming after a moment. He dug out an elixir pill and swallowed it before saying, “I erred in my thoughts, Hui Ze was originally the Sect Master of my sect, we served him diligently, never slacking off for more than 20 years, but who knew he was never grateful and was even deceived by a heretical cultivator and developed hatred for us… I summoned the immortal artifact in a moment of anger.”

　　“Shut your mouth, do not slander my Master!” Fatty retorted directly. “Master removed the seal on my spirit root and taught me spells, he isn’t a heretical cultivator, he is the best Master in the world. Who exactly is deceiving me, you know very well!”

　　Rabbit also hurriedly flew over and supported the tottering Fatty. “That’s right, how dare you slander Great Immortal, are you asking for death?”

　　“Amitabha.” Chan Ji sighed and said, “The grievances between the both of you have grown to involve both the human and demon realm, to avoid bringing calamities to the two realms, the Hao Ran Court naturally cannot sit by and watch on. If both of you trust me, why don’t you let me be a judge for the two of you?”

　　A trace of hesitance flashed through Fatty’s eyes but he still nodded after a moment. After all Hao Ran Court was different from the Divine Imperial Sect, they did not belong to any sect and was a completely independent place in the immortal realm, their followers abhorred evil and also had enough capabilities, they were an existence that the entire Sacred Arrival Realm looked up to. For cultivators who were wronged, as long as they are able to cross the Uncrooked Sea and find Hao Ran Court, they would definitely come forward to deliver justice.

　　“My constitution is special, since a young age I was locked up in the sect by the Divine Imperial Sect, after I grew up, they would take away my flesh and blood every seven days, using me as a living sacrifice to raise their cultivation levels…” Fatty retold his story once again, including how they’d set up restrictions in his consciousness to prevent him from practicing cultivation, in order to better control him.

　　While Sun Yu did as he had always and completely denied everything. “Sect Master, I know you have many misunderstandings towards us that you believed such absurd sayings of using flesh and blood as a sacrifice for arrays, you were unable to practice cultivation in the past, I can understand your discontentment with our sect. Right now, your cultivation saw a sudden boost who knew what the heretical cultivator had done to you, you must guard against him!”

　　“My Master is not a heretical cultivator!” Fatty was obviously no match for Sun Yu, the wily old fox.

　　“Sect Master, the 23 Soul Formation elders and Traveling Immortal elders in our sects all treated you sincerely, how could you slander them with such a malicious crime of using flesh and blood as offerings to arrays without any evidence!”

　　“You-”

　　“Who said we have no evidence!” Lonemoon could no longer sit still and appeared beside Fatty.

　　“Master! You…” Fatty was delighted, but just as he was about to step forward, he was stuffed with a mouthful of pills by Lonemoon, choking him so that he started to cough.

　　“Sit down and regulate your meridians.” Lonemoon gave him a glare. “If you don’t know how to talk then shut your mouth!”

　　Fatty’s imposing manner weakened visibly as he took a few steps back timidly and obediently sat down to meditate.

　　“It’s you!” Sun Yu recognized him at once, this was the person who took Hui Ze away. “It was you, the heretical cultivator who fooled Sect Master!”

　　“Heretical cultivator?” Lonemoon let out a cold laugh. “In this world, there are people who call me Supremacy, some call me Young Lord, there are even some who call me father, but this is the first time I’ve had someone call me heretical cultivator. Let me ask one question, which eye of yours saw that I’m a heretical cultivator?”

　　“Hmph!” Sun Yu sneered coldly. “Your cultivation is strange and you managed to bring Hui Ze up to the Soul Formation level in merely ten years. Such cultivation is obviously abnormal, perhaps it isn’t stable at all, who knows if any problems will surface in the future. To be able to attain such things, what are you if you aren’t a heretical cultivator?”

　　“Fatty’s cultivation is unstable?” Lonemoon chuckled coldly again. “So earlier on, all of you were defeated by an unstable Soul Formation cultivator?”

　　“…” Sun Yu was stuck, he’d been retorted that he was at a loss for words.

　　“You’re ignorant and yet you blame others for being too outstanding. Let’s put aside whether I’m a heretical cultivator or not, but you are definitely a fool cultivator, fool as in foolish!” Arguing with me, even Rabbit was taught by me, with the exception of foodie Ying, he’d never lost before!

　　“You…” Sun Yu was so enraged that his face was flushed, as his blood and Qi surged, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.