“You can't kill me! Even if I'm wrong, it's up to the Sect Leader to decide, not you to administer extrajudicial punishment!”
Wenren Xue had never been so disheveled. Even Xie Xingzhi cowardly hid and wouldn't help her. She panicked, only thinking about leaving as soon as possible!
She didn't want to stay here! She wanted to get out!
Once she's out, Master will protect her!
Just as Elder Ye was in a difficult position, Fu Hongming spoke up: “We can not kill her.”
Elder Ye hadn't even breathed a sigh of relief yet.
Fu Hongming spoke again, asking: “Which hand did you want to injure my junior sister with?”
“Oh, I remember. It was my right hand.”
He said it lightly, but his movements were extremely ruthless. With a single slash of his broadsword, Wenren Xue's entire right hand was chopped off! Blood splattered everywhere!!
“AAAAAH——!!! My hand, what did you do? This is the hand I used to wield my sword!!”
Her screams did not elicit any pity from Fu Hongming. The man sheathed his sword, coldly saying: “This settles the score, so there's no need to trouble the Sect Leader to intervene.”
Everyone: “…”
Is this something that requires intervention?
That was ruthless… So the Senior Brother of Sword Protecting Mountain, who usually looks kind and easy to bully, is actually this terrifying inside?
Even Long Aotien found it satisfying!
It proved that sometimes, a Senior Brother's act of showing off surpasses even his own expectations.
“Fourth… Fourth Senior Brother…”
Tian Ning had barely regained consciousness. Due to depleted spiritual energy, she used her last bit of strength to release the restriction on her dimensional pouch and weakly said: “You… you open my dimensional pouch… the 367th dimensional pouch inside the 666th dimensional pouch inside the 888th… give… give me the pill inside…”
Long Aotien: “???”
Could Junior Sister be foolish? What nonsense is she saying?
He didn't dare delay, immediately searching Tian Ning's dimensional pouch, and then… he was dumbfounded…
Damn!
Does a dimensional pouch inside a dimensional pouch really exist in this world? No, no, no, does someone as wealthy as Junior Sister really exist in this world?
Long Aotien deeply felt that his bad stomach was perfect for eating Junior Sister's soft rice!
He forcibly suppressed the urge to look at those good things. Anyway, even if he saw them, they wouldn't be his, only making him more clearly aware of the wealth gap.
Long Aotien gently laid Tian Ning down, feeding her the pill. The pill melted upon contact, and Tian Ning felt her spiritual energy slowly recovering.
With this, she was safe and sound, and everyone relaxed.
However, a spatial rift appeared again. The familiar demon sword with its strange patterns, when everyone's guard was down, suddenly slashed a bloody gash on Tian Ning's arm!
“What?! It…”
No one was controlling the demon sword!
Could it be that a demonic cultivator didn't die? But it wasn't as they thought…
Blood dripped onto the demon sword, and a glow of contract formation appeared.
Even Tian Ning, with her good temper, couldn't help but curse: “Damn!”
The gash on Tian Ning's arm was large, and a lot of blood flowed. Usually, even a little blood would cause her to quickly take a Top-Grade Healing Pill. Now, with so much blood, the consequences would be unimaginable if some things smelled it!
The demon sword seemed overjoyed, twisting its body, and wagging playfully in front of Tian Ning.
Everyone: “???”
Is this really a demon sword?
If those Devil Race members were still alive, seeing their beloved demon sword in this state, their eyeballs would probably pop out!
Tian Ning angrily slapped it with her uninjured hand, quickly taking a Top-Grade Healing Pill to rapidly heal the wound.
There was a lot of blood on the ground. At this time, a white long sword flew from somewhere, like it was trying to scam someone, accidentally falling onto the blood. While it seemed unintentional, it strangely gave off a calculating green tea vibe.
Everyone: “…”
No, why does a sword have so much drama?
With the first brave warrior leading the charge, the following swords didn't have much psychological burden, and another one suddenly appeared and accidentally fell.
Oh, I just accidentally got contracted, I didn't mean to…
Silence spoke volumes.
Everyone was speechless.
Because the remaining blood was limited, the remaining swords didn't pretend to be reserved, and directly started fighting! Instantly giving off the feeling of "little bitches, get out of the way, let me do it! Let me go!"
Everyone: “…”
Luckily, Wenren Xue fainted from pain, otherwise, seeing this scene would have angered her to death!
While Tian Ning was eating a Healing Pill, her contracted swords went 1, 1, 1…
???
At this time, the blood on the ground was gone. A sword that hadn't grabbed a limited spot was aggrievedly rubbing against Tian Ning's robe, as if saying: Sister, blood, please!
Tian Ning: “…”
Behind it was a group of swords that had learned a new skill, eager to try.
Looking at the large number of swords before her, Tian Ning's head grew large.
These swords had helped save everyone, unlike the demon sword, which was the culprit of this incident. Tian Ning patiently coaxed them, like coaxing children.
Her main sword was fierce! If it saw this, they would definitely be beaten every day! Besides… she really already had many contracted swords, and if she contracted more, they might never have a chance to be used…
Thankfully, these swords were obedient, otherwise, emptying the entire Sword Tomb, Sect Leader Xiao would probably fight her to the death!
Although she persuaded some away, there were still those that were contracted.
Tian Ning counted them: one, two, three… nine. Good heavens, including the demon sword, there were exactly ten.
Tian Ning could almost imagine herself, like a scumbag, returning home with a group of "little wives" after going out, and the furious look on her main sword's face.
“Senior Sister Tian Ning is too amazing!”
The joys and sorrows of humans are not the same. Xiao Roushu gave a thumbs up, her eyes shining. She felt Tian Ning was even more amazing than those with Innate Sword Bone recorded in the ancient texts!
——
Within the Beast Taming Sect's territory.
A man in an emerald green robe, leisurely enjoying the newly harvested spirit tea of this year, suddenly opened his eyes.
“So fragrant…”
His gaze involuntarily turned towards Wanjian Sect, something there attracting him, a guidance from his bloodline.
——
Inside the Long Clan's Ancestral Hall.
Mountains of corpses, the smell of blood was pungent. The monster that was devouring those corpses seemed to smell something. It opened its mouth, and countless voices echoed: “So fragrant! Eat it! Eat everything there! You, you go bring her here!”
A Long Clan elder was startled, looking towards where the monster was pointing: “You mean… Wanjian Sect?”
Another elder spoke: “I remember, that person's younger brother is at Wanjian Sect.”
“Go, call him back.” The elder commanded.
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