Just as this thought crossed his mind, Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly froze. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he muttered under his breath, "Junior Brother Tongtian, it seems I have no choice but to make an example of your Jiejao Island. Who asked you to take in disciples indiscriminately without sorting the good from the bad? It is only right for me to help you clear out a few, hahaha." Echoes of laughter rippled out from Qilin Cliff.
Hidden within the void, Zhang Qing suddenly felt a strand of karma attach itself to him. Sensing carefully, he discovered that the source of this karmic force was directly below him, in the direction of Kunlun Mountain—not West Kunlun, but East Kunlun, the stronghold of the Chan Sect.
"Hahaha, how interesting. You're already setting your sights on Jiejao disciples so soon? For the sake of those worthless disciples of yours, you really do rack your brains, don't you? But do you really take Jiejao disciples for soft persimmons? Aren't you afraid of chipping your teeth?" Zhang Qing wore a playful smile as he muttered to himself.
Chapter 182