Long Xuan listened and was slightly stunned, then instinctively called out to the disciples who were still rushing forward.
How could she not know about this matter.
Long Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, then she sneered and said, "Although I don't know how you found out the rules of the Sun Hot Sect, don't think that with just one sentence, you can make me let you go. You are not a member of the Sun Hot Sect."
"Moreover, you are like this, clearly not older than me, how can you possibly..."
Yi Zhiye suddenly burst into wild laughter upon hearing this, "Little sister, you are truly foolish! Who told you I am not older than you? You can't just look at the surface."
Although she admitted Yi Zhiye's words were correct, Long Xuan was still unwilling to believe that Yi Zhiye was older than her.
Even if Yi Zhiye was older than her, it had nothing to do with the Sun Hot Sect.
"So what if you are older than me? This has nothing to do with the rules of the Sun Hot Sect!"
Yi Zhiye laughed heartily again, making the young Long Xuan frown, her face full of anger.
"What are you laughing at!"
Yi Zhiye instantly withdrew the smile from his face and looked intently into Long Xuan's eyes, "I'm laughing at your foolishness!"
"You! Attack!"
Being doubted about her intelligence again and again, Long Xuan could no longer stand it.
Therefore, she no longer hesitated about the meaning of Yi Zhiye's words and directly ordered her men to continue forward.
Yi Zhiye moved his arm slightly, and a dark object in his hand was suddenly thrown towards Long Xuan.
Although it looked like it was thrown lightly and casually.
The black object, however, flew straight towards Long Xuan.
The object's speed was incredibly fast. Before Long Xuan could react, it was already in front of her.
Seeing that she couldn't dodge and would be hit in the face if she didn't extend her hand to catch it, despite her reluctance, Long Xuan still reached out and caught the black object.
She originally thought Yi Zhiye was playing a trick on her, but after seeing the patterns and writing on it, she once again called out to stop her disciples from attacking Yi Zhiye.
And everyone present felt that Long Xuan's voice was trembling slightly.
"Who exactly are you?"
Long Xuan asked this with a face full of confusion and scrutiny.
Although she was sure that the token in her hand was the Elder Token of the Sun Hot Sect, she was unwilling to believe that Yi Zhiye was also an elder of the Sun Hot Sect.
The reason was that Yi Zhiye looked too young.
Even if cultivators could maintain their youth after reaching a certain level.
But how old did Yi Zhiye look?
At most 15-16 years old, how monstrous would he have to be to have cultivated to such a high realm at such a young age.
If that were the case, how monstrous would he be.
If he was truly from the Sun Hot Sect, why had she never seen him in the Sun Hot Sect?
Although she knew that her age was indeed very young in the context of the Sun Hot Sect.
All the disciples, big and small, with some strength, were older than her.
But so what? Her status was high, her talent was good, and at just 15 years old, she had already reached the Flying Immortal God Realm.
Such talent was rare even in the entire Sun Hot Sect.
Coupled with her special status, most people in the sect doted on her.
Even the elders were fond of her.
She might not know everyone in the sect, but she knew who the prominent figures were, especially those at the elder level, and she had met them all.
Therefore, she looked sharply at Yi Zhiye, "Who are you, do you know what crime it is to steal the Elder Token of the Sun Hot Sect?"
"I know what the crime is, but this Elder Token is mine."
Long Xuan laughed heartily, "Do you think I'm easy to fool, or do you think you can point at a deer and call it a horse? You, being an elder of the Sun Hot Sect? You are dreaming!"
Yi Zhiye smiled gently, "Since you don't believe me, then come on."
After speaking, Yi Zhiye stopped wasting words. He tapped his toes, and his entire body became a blur as he charged towards Long Xuan.
The disciples who had run to Long Xuan's side moments before, seeing this, did not wait for Long Xuan's orders. Each of them shouted and attacked.
There was a hint of an unreadable smile on Yi Zhiye's face, but his attacks were incredibly fierce, wasting no time.
In a short while, there were cries of pain and groans everywhere.
This situation was truly unexpected.
Especially for Long Xuan, she was completely stunned.
There were a total of 10 disciples present, excluding herself, all of whom were at the Immortal Confinement God Realm. Although their cultivation levels were not very high, being defeated so easily still made her disbelieve.
Moreover, Yi Zhiye's control was excellent when he attacked. He incapacitated them without giving them injuries that couldn't be healed.
After all, these were disciples of the Sun Hot Sect, and he was also from the Sun Hot Sect. He truly did not want to kill them unless absolutely necessary.
Yi Zhiye clapped his hands gently and looked at Long Xuan.
"What now, little sister, do you have anything else to say?"
"What do you mean?"
Long Xuan looked at Yi Zhiye, a little bewildered, as if she couldn't understand.
Yi Zhiye helplessly had to say, "Can't you see that I was using the techniques of the Sun Hot Sect just now?"
"Ah?"
Looking at Long Xuan's reaction, Yi Zhiye wanted to bury his face in his hands.
Was this what Shen Xiaoyan always talked about, the generation gap?
How could he communicate with someone 800 years younger than him.
"Who is your mother?" Yi Zhiye suddenly asked.
This question jolted Long Xuan, "Who is my mother is something you can ask?"
As she spoke, a hint of disdain flashed in Long Xuan's eyes.
Yi Zhiye was somewhat impressed. This little girl, with all her men defeated by him, could still remain so calm and composed.
Was she confident that he wouldn't dare to touch her?
Or did she actually have other means of support?
Suddenly, Yi Zhiye felt a gust of wind attacking him from behind. His eyes flickered, and he dodged.
Turning his head quickly to look, he saw a masked man, attacking him with fierce moves.
Who was this person?
While defending against the masked man's attack, Yi Zhiye glanced at Long Xuan. Seeing the smug expression on her face, he understood that this was definitely her helper.
However, this person's cultivation was not low. What was his relationship with Long Xuan?
He didn't seem to remember this person from his time in the Sun Hot Sect.
Although he felt strange, Yi Zhiye's expression remained unchanged.
The two exchanged blows, each aiming for the other's vital points.
Long Xuan watched from the side, initially full of pride.
She knew the capabilities of the Head Steward and was confident.
However, she hadn't expected Yi Zhiye to be a match for the Head Steward, and they were actually evenly matched.
After a while, seeing the Head Steward gradually falling into a disadvantage, Long Xuan's expression became increasingly grim.
If the Head Steward also lost, what face would they have?
Especially since Yi Zhiye had produced the Sun Hot Sect's token earlier.
The more Long Xuan thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. Her eyes flickered slightly, and a white light flashed in Long Xuan's hand, then the white light shot towards Yi Zhiye.
Wu Shuai, who was watching from the side, immediately shouted, "Yi Zhiye, be careful!"
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, the masked man's shadow paused, then reversed, and actually took the incoming white light for Yi Zhiye.
Not only Wu Shuai and Yi Zhiye were surprised by this situation, but even Long Xuan was dumbfounded.
After a moment of stunned silence, Long Xuan became angry.
"Head Steward, what are you doing?"
The masked man threw away the object in his hand and said, "Young Miss, who taught you this?"
Although he addressed her as "Young Miss," his tone was one of reprimand.
This point further confused Yi Zhiye and Wu Shuai.
Was this how a Head Steward spoke to a Young Miss?
Despite his confusion, Yi Zhiye remained calm.
Wu Shuai did not dare to speak, so everyone fell silent for a moment.
The black-clothed Head Steward looked coldly at Long Xuan, as if waiting for her reaction.