This is clearly sarcasm!
No wonder this elder was so enraged and came directly to the door!
Lu Yuanzhi snorted coldly, his snow-white long sleeves fluttering without wind: "Fellow cultivator, you and I have reached this level in cultivation, we should understand—the grievances of the Cultivation Realm should not involve mortals, nor should it implicate the innocent."
"Acting in this way, are your clan members all precious? Can't others touch them?"
"If you come for the elder after dealing with the young, what difference does that make from a common tyrant?"
Lu Yuanji also took a step forward, his voice as cold as frost: "On the path of cultivation, life and death are ordained."
"If you blame an entire sect just because a clan member has fallen, won't all cultivators in this world end up in a river of blood?"
Nangong Xiongba suddenly laughed wildly, his laughter shaking the surrounding Spiritual Qi into chaos: "So life and death are ordained?"
