He turned his head and bowed to Yang Qiang.
"Heavenly Mechanism elder, forgive my dullness, but... the rules of your sect are known to all under heaven. Why have you come today?"
Daoist Hui Ji had just been flustered, but now reminded by Jin Ping, also felt something was amiss.
The Heavenly Mechanism Sect doesn't care which Immortal Clan fights with another, or who wipes out whom.
If they were to intervene in such matters, there wouldn't be enough members in the sect to deal with all of it.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Yang Qiang narrowed his eyes, looking at Daoist Hui Ji, whose face was now illuminated by a blinding golden light, making it difficult for the Daoist to keep his eyes open.
"Dare not... but if you could enlighten me a little, I would leave at once."
Daoist Hui Ji's right middle finger trembled slightly, as a thread too fine to be seen shot out, forming a dense net in the air, with delicate waves of spiritual power transmitting into his perception.
