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Chapter 203: The Poor Little Cultivator (4)

Time flies, and another month has passed.

He Shan finally returned to Chaotian Sect according to the path she remembered. As soon as she entered the sect, she ran into a few Danfeng disciples. When they saw her, they immediately showed displeasure and started to find fault: "Hey, isn't this Senior Sister Qingdai? Where are you going to have fun again?"

The sect disciples who heard the noise nearby looked over. They had also heard about a female disciple at Danfeng who had seduced a male disciple and then abandoned him, and even wanted to ruin his immortal path. Now that they were here, they could just watch the excitement.

The king almost didn't realize that the voice of "Senior Sister Qingdai" was directed at her. Feeling the excited gazes of the crowd, she turned her head and saw the male disciple with his arms folded.

"...Who are you? What lazy idiot did you come from? Do you deserve to be called Senior Sister?"

As she said that, she pulled out the wooden spirit whip and hit him with a "snap".

"what--"

A scream suddenly rang out, and the people nearby instantly moved away, looking at her in shock. Fighting is strictly prohibited in the sect, how dare this senior sister do that!

The male disciple fell to the ground, sweating profusely. The whip was so strong that the bones in his body were exposed.

"He Qingdai!"

He Shan didn't turn around when he heard the voice. Instead, he moved his wrist and accurately broke the Tianwai Zhong that was trying to launch a sneak attack from behind into two halves. This made the owner of the voice, who was just roaring, let out an even sharper cry of pain.

"puff--"

"Oh!"

"Senior Sister Wan He!"

He Shan curled her lips, slowly turned around, and saw a trail of blood not far from her. She stepped back in disgust, covering her mouth and nose.

Hey, vomiting blood in public, how uncultured.

"He-Qing-Dai!" Two young disciples shouted and rushed over, aggressively offering an umbrella and a talisman to attack.

"Why are you calling me master? You two useless things!"

He Shan chuckled and didn't take the two of them seriously at all. She was now a Nascent Soul Master, and it would be easier for her to crush these two pieces of trash than to crush an ant. At least an ant still needed to be found, but these two big idiots were just standing here like a big pile, as conspicuous as shit.

She didn't even have to use too much force. She just flicked the whip lightly and the two idiots' journey of revenge was aborted halfway. Just like Wan He, they started vomiting blood and instantly collapsed there half-dead.

Her unbridled appearance frightened all the disciples. Firstly, they were shocked by her powerful strength, and secondly, they were horrified that she did not care about the feelings of her fellow disciples.

"Are you happy now? Are you happy now? Look at your stupid looks. How dare you attack me? Who do you think you are!"

The four people on the ground were pale and dehydrated. The disciples could see that the spiritual energy in their bodies was constantly leaking out.

Their dantian was destroyed!

Everyone retreated half a meter in unison, not daring to confront this madman who started fighting at the slightest disagreement.

"You, you must die!"

Wan He is the third direct disciple of the master of Danfeng Mountain, and was also one of the main forces that strangled the original owner in that life, while the other two were their lackeys.

He Shan took the wooden whip and patted the palm of his left hand, raised his eyebrows and said: "Still talking nonsense, I will help you."

After saying that, she waved the whip again, aimed it at Wan He's mouth, and whipped it hard.

"stop!"

As soon as the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall arrived, he saw this thrilling scene. He shouted loudly, raised his hand and drew his sword, trying to stop it.

But Mu Ling's whip nimbly and cunningly passed over the long sword, and with two "slaps", it whipped Wan He's mouth into pieces while her eyes were bloodshot. Her once beautiful face was completely ruined, and long, thick bloody wounds appeared on both sides of her cheeks, and even her screams and wails were blocked in her mouth.

"Traitor!" The elder of the Law Enforcement Hall was furious. He took back the sword and aimed at Heshan to capture him.

Heshan made two groans, signaling him to wait, and then proudly released his imposing pressure. In an instant, there were "bang bang bang bang bang" sounds of people kneeling down all around. The pressure from the Nascent Soul forced all the disciples present to prostrate themselves on the ground.

The elder of the Law Enforcement Hall staggered and almost lost his balance. He looked at her in shock: "You, you are at the Nascent Soul stage!"

"Yes, Elder." She blinked, disliking him and deliberately increasing the pressure.

"..."

Elder Chen spotted this obvious display of power and immediately felt it was absurd. He remembered that the female disciple in front of him was the person involved in the recent incident that had caused a stir in the sect.

Elder Chen frowned, forced himself to stand up straight, and quickly changed his position in his mind.

The strong have all the exceptions.

"... He Yuanjun, we understand some of the things that happened."

He Shan smiled, retracted his pressure on him, and said: "The matter is very simple, these disciples offended me, I just taught them a lesson, there is no problem"

Elder Chen breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. He could guess that those disciples were trying to pick a fight with He Yuanjun, but ended up being taught a lesson instead. He said, "Fighting is not allowed in the sect, so some of your contribution points will be deducted."

"Of course." Not getting bullied is more important than contribution points.

"You still have to go to the sect's jade card and go to the Deacon Hall to divide the peaks."

“Good” to have your own territory, not bad.

Heshan was very easy to talk to at this moment, and Elder Chen was very pleased to see that there was another Nascent Soul cultivator in the sect, and the strength was further strengthened. Moreover, He Yuanjun seemed to be very reasonable, so what were the Danfeng disciples doing? They were a bunch of idiots who did nothing but intrigue every day.

"And what is Yuanjun's Taoist name? Do you need Danfeng Kongdiao Zhenjun to ask for his permission?"

Heshan: “No need.” She tilted her head and thought for a moment, “Daoist name Qingmu”

Elder Chen's eyes flickered slightly and he nodded. It seemed that the relationship between Qingmu Yuanjun and the people at Danfeng was not very good.

But these were not his business. He was going to take Heshan to the Deacon's Hall. Before leaving, he read out the punishment for Wan He and others, and confined Guan Feng in Kuya for half a year.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether it is closed or not, because Heshan was ruthless and destroyed the Dantian of several people, cutting off their path to becoming immortals. In this world where the strong are respected, they will have to find rare treasures to repair their Dantian, and the current Qingmu Yuanjun will not let them go.

After Heshan secured her own mountain, her fame spread throughout the sect. The whole sect was filled with gloom and everyone felt insecure.

The Danfeng Peak Master Kong Diao Zhenjun, who had just come out of seclusion, had a gloomy look on his face. He didn't expect that his direct disciple had just gone out for a while and came back to become a late Nascent Soul cultivator with a higher cultivation level than himself.

Moreover, after coming back, not only did he not pay homage to me, he also dared to fight with his own senior brothers and sisters and destroy them!

More importantly, she didn't even ask me about my Taoist name, but decided on it on her own. It was obvious that she didn't recognize the relationship between master and disciple!

Traitor!

Master Kong Diao angrily swept the items on the table to the ground. His disciples stood respectfully on both sides, all filled with righteous indignation.