Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

Looking at the booklet in front of him, Han Yun frowned and then raised his head to look at Lin Yanchen.

"There is no one named Wanyu in the sect's register, or anyone with the word Wanyu in their name. Did Sect Leader Lin make a mistake?"

When Lin Yanchen heard this, he was stunned for a moment and turned to look at Chutian again, as if waiting for Chutian's instructions.

Chu Tian felt speechless about this.

Is it me who is looking for someone or you who is looking for someone? Why do you look to me for everything?

But after sighing, Chu Tian continued.

"She is sealed in the Snow God's coffin inside the Hanxue Sect. Strictly speaking, she should be your saint. She is not considered a disciple of the Hanxue Sect. It is normal that she is not in the sect's register."

After speaking, Chutian looked at Han Xuemen and others opposite, with a faint smile on his face.

When everyone in the Hanxue Sect heard Chu Tian say the three words "Snow God Coffin", their expressions instantly became a little strange.

Although Hanxuemen's worship of Emperor Hantian is not a secret, the matter of sealing the saint in the Snow God's coffin has always been a secret. Only the highest level of Hanxuemen has the right to know. How did Chu Tian know!

But now, the more important issue than this is that Lin Yanchen wants to take away the saint, which is obviously impossible for them to agree to!

The saint was to be sacrificed to Emperor Han Tian. If they took the saint away, what would they sacrifice to Emperor Han Tian?

"Sorry, Sect Leader Lin, we cannot agree to this condition. We hope you can change it to another condition."

This time it was the old sect master who spoke. Han Yunqi may not be able to represent the countless disciples and elders of the entire Hanxue Sect, but the words of the old sect master can.

So when the old sect leader refused, there was basically no room left in the matter.

After hearing this, Lin Yanchen felt angry in his heart, clenched his fists and looked at the people in Hanxue Sect.

"Why can't Wanyu leave! She is not a disciple of your Hanxue Sect! She has no relationship with you at all! Why can't you let her leave!"

The roars roared out all the anger in Lin Yanchen's heart, but everyone in the Hanxue Sect remained unmoved and showed no intention of changing their minds.

"It's ridiculous. The saint of the sect, whose status is much higher than that of ordinary disciples, how can she be with my Hanxue Sect? No matter what kind of relationship she had with you, it has been completely severed now!"

The old sect leader spoke in an aggressive tone, looking directly at Lin Yanchen with both eyes. He seemed to be somewhat confident when he said this.

At this time, the anger in Lin Yanchen's heart had reached its extreme. He had the urge to rush over and kill these bastards immediately, but he never did so.

Because he himself knew very well that with his seventh-level strength in the Divine Light Realm, it was impossible to defeat the most powerful one, let alone six of the most powerful ones.

If he rushes over now, he will only die. If he dies, there is really no way to save Wanyu. By then, Wanyu will have no choice but to be sacrificed by these bastards!

Chu Tian on the side was sitting on a chair, watching the show while letting the system bring up various information.

"System, is it voluntary for Wanyu to join the Hanxue Sect?"

"It was not voluntary. After Han Xue Sect received the guidance of Emperor Han Tian ten years ago, they went to the Southern Territory to find her, hoping that she could join Han Xue Sect, but she was rejected."

"At that time, the Hanxue Sect thief was determined to kill him, so he knocked him unconscious and took him back to the Hanxue Sect. He was locked in the Snow God's coffin and has been sealed until today."

Seeing the system's explanation, Chu Tian looked at everyone in Hanxue Sect with a sneer on his face.

What a Hanxue Sect, a hidden force that has been passed down for thousands of years, actually doing such sneaky things behind the scenes.

If this matter were to spread, I don’t know how the world would view it.