The Seventh Junior Brother and others had just caught their breath when they heard this. They had no choice but to pull out their weapons again, turning their pleading gazes towards Duge, who was holding Lu Dong by the neck.
The newcor was clearly of higher status than Lu Dong, so the disciples who were besieging the Seventh Junior Brother had no choice but to join the battle once more.
"Senior Brother Lu, is it worth it?" Duge shook his head in mockery and simply tossed aside his sword. He then grabbed Lu Dong and went to save his own junior brothers, using heart-piercing words on Lu Dong before bellowing, "Stop harming my junior brothers!"
During this brief standoff,
his Spiritual Power had reached a balance with Lu Dong’s, and he could no longer absorb even a bit more from him.
At this mont, Lu Dong was nothing but a shield in his hands; even though the newcors said not to worry about Lu Dong, all of the techniques used by the disciples of Sky Mist Valley were taught by Lu Dong.
A man is not made of wood and grass; how can he be without feelings?
Even though it was clear that Sky Mist Valley had given up on Lu Dong, Duge didn’t have the heart to directly attack him with a blade or sword.
Duge, who had robbed Lu Dong of much of his Spiritual Power, was now even more agile. He moved through a group of Qi Refinent Stage disciples who hesitated and couldn’t bear to hurt Lu Dong as if he was in a realm devoid of people.
His fingers flicked continuously.
Clang clang clang!
In an instant, swords fell to the ground.
"Today’s fate of Lu Dong will be yours tomorrow. Is such a sect worth risking your lives for?"
Taking control of the situation, Duge refrained from needless slaughter and instead took only their weapons.
Occasionally, when his hands itched, he stripped them of one or two pieces of clothing, boosting his attributes. With a few quick moves, he reached the Seventh Junior Brother and his peers, without hesitation placing his hand on the Seventh Junior Brother’s shoulder.
The Way of Heaven, damaging the surplus to supplent the insufficient.
In his Dantian, the Spiritual Power taken from Lu Dong poured into the Seventh Junior Brother’s ridians.
Duge had already been at the peak of the Qi Refinent Realm, and despite absorbing so much Spiritual Power from Lu Dong, he was constrained by his Cultivation Technique and had not broken through the Foundation Establishnt Stage.
With Spiritual Power accumulating inside him and unable to absorb more from other enemies, it was better to gift it to his junior brothers.
After all,
Only the Valley Master of Sky Mist Valley was a prospective Golden Core, and the other dozen or so were at Foundation Establishnt; keeping himself in a state of hunger was when his skills were most powerful. Otherwise, he would only have a normal Plucking Feathers in Passing.
"Whew! Third Senior Brother..."
The Seventh Junior Brother’s eyes suddenly widened.
The Spiritual Power surging into his ridians was unyielding, forcibly infused into his Dantian regardless of whether he could bear it or not, both domineering and non-negotiable.
In just a few breaths,
It forcibly raised his Cultivation Level from the middle phase of Qi Refinent straight to the peak.
"You motherf..."
Stripped, drained of Spiritual Energy, with severed hands and arms, and then abandoned by his sect, Lu Dong experienced the darkest monts of his life in the span of half a cup of tea.
He had thought that if he could just last until his uncle arrived to save him, there might still be hope for his life, perhaps even find a doctor to reattach his arm...
But in the blink of an eye, the Spiritual Energy, which had stopped leaking, began to escape again.
What did Wang Chong take him for?
He couldn’t die so suffocatingly...
It was infuriating!
Lu Dong tried to summon his Spiritual Power again, raising his hand towards Duge’s Dantian, intending to take Duge down with him before he died...
"Don’t be rash!" Duge quickly let go of the hand transmitting power to his junior brother and blocked Lu Dong’s hand with his arm, "Join the Seven Star Gate, and your Spiritual Power can co back!"
Lu Dong froze.
The Seventh Junior Brother’s face turned red; as Duge’s hand left his body, it also took his underclothes with it.
The Way of Robbery was too domineering!
When would Third Senior Brother master the true intent of the Way, so he would not need to strip people’s clothes?
"Can it really co back?" Lu Dong asked with a glimr of hope.
"Isn’t the one who sent the Spiritual Power coming over?" Duge smiled and casually lifted Lu Dong again, warding off a Sky Mist Valley disciple who tried to sneak attack him, then leaped beside him, his fingers playing over his body like a piano, stripping his clothes clean.
The disciple, with thin skin, let out a shrill scream, instinctively covering his privates, staring at Duge with a face full of shock and standing frozen in place, sowhat at a loss.
Although his clothes were stripped clean, in an instant, he felt as though his Spiritual Energy had risen slightly...
What was this?
A reward for his physique?
The other disciples of Sky Mist Valley also understood why Senior Brother Lu was naked.
Rustle rustle.
In an instant, a five-ter vacuum ford around Duge, and no one else wanted to co near him.
Plucking Feathers in Passing possessed great deterrent power.
At this mont.
The disciples of Sky Mist Valley looked at Duge as if he was so kind of pervert, many having witnessed him yanking off his own junior brother’s underwear just now...
Ma Chuanzong and the two turncoat disciples watched as a crowd of disciples moved away, sighing regretfully in their hearts, "Too crafty!"
Glancing at the retreating crowd, Duge chuckled, then dashed to stand before the seventh junior brother again, reaching out to continue transferring spiritual power.
The seventh junior brother took a step back sharply.
Duge paused, looking at him quizzically.
The seventh junior brother’s face turned red, but unable to resist the temptation of surging power, he sighed and looked at Duge with hesitation, lowering his voice, "Senior brother, would a coat do?"
"..." Duge.
Whoosh!
The disciples of Sky Mist Valley took another two steps back.
The seventh junior brother’s facial muscles twitched, his face growing even redder. So embarrassing.
"Spiritual power is for saving your life, what are you babbling about?" Duge glared at the seventh junior brother, scolded him, and placed his hand on his shoulder again, "Who taught you this? Acting like the little junior sister?"
"..." The disciples of Sky Mist Valley were struck dumb.
Done for!
The seventh junior brother closed his eyes in agony.
The reputation of the sect was completely ruined. Once the fight started, he would kill as many as he could, he had to nip the problem in the bud!
Even if the third senior brother’s actions were justified, they would still be deed as belonging to the Demon Sect...
"Senior Brother Lu, you’d better find sothing to wear. Otherwise, the mont my hand leaves your body, who knows which part you’re going to lose next!" Duge reminded Lu Dong, while transferring power to the seventh junior brother, "You’re quite skilled, Seven Star Gate needs talents like you..."
I definitely don’t want to join Seven Star Gate!
Lu Dong was on the verge of tears, rembering his inexplicably lost hands and arms, aware that Duge’s words were not false. After hesitating for a mont, he used his toes to hook the underwear Duge had tossed on the ground, intending to put it on.
It’s better to live shafully than to die gloriously.
Having beco disabled, he did not want to lose any more parts.
But with Duge squeezing his neck, he couldn’t bend over, having to support himself with his legs, he awkwardly wiggled the underwear up his body...
The seventh junior brother twisted his face, wanting to say that the clothing was his, but he couldn’t bring himself to utter the words.
...
The disciples of Sky Mist Valley gaped at their senior brother, each of their mouths forming an O-shape.
This scene was just too much to handle!
They would probably never forget it for the rest of their lives.
Was this really soone coming to challenge the sect?
Just then, the person who had spoken up earlier finally charged over. Upon seeing this scene, he couldn’t help but bellow, "Lu Dong, what are you doing?"
Lu Dong shuddered, his eyes flitting to the newcor in embarrassnt. Could he say he was saving himself? Would you believe ?
"Uncle Ling." Ma Chuanzong once again took on the role of a ssenger, "Sect Leader, this is Law Enforcent Hall elder Ling Pingshuang, mid-stage Foundation Establishnt..."
"Thief! Stop humiliating my disciples." Ling Pingshuang didn’t pay any attention to Ma Chuanzong and charged at Duge with his sword.
"Bring it on." The mont Duge heard "mid-stage Foundation Establishnt," his eyes lit up. He pulled off his junior brother’s coat with one hand, and with the other, he smoothly slid down and snatched the underwear Lu Dong had half put on.
With a flick of his wrist.
He threw both garnts at Ling Pingshuang.
Swipe, swipe, swipe!
Ling Pingshuang hacked the incoming clothes to pieces with several strokes, his eyes filled with scorn, his longsword thrusting straight at Duge’s chest.
It’s over!
Lu Dong witnessed his uncle’s actions, sighed inwardly, and turned his head away, seemingly unable to bear to watch what would happen next to his uncle.
As expected.
After exchanging wounds, Duge disard Ling Pingshuang, and the battle fell into his rhythm.
With each piece of clothing flying off.
Ling Pingshuang’s spiritual power rapidly declined, and he, who had been calm and composed just a mont ago, was now filled with horror, "You... what kind of evil technique is this?"
"Big Dipper Seven Star Skill, old man. If you know what’s good for you, let take your power willingly, otherwise you’ll end up just like Lu Dong..." Duge sneered, pressing on with the fight, realizing that with Plucking Feathers in Passing and Actions on Behalf of Heaven, a sword was nothing but a burden to him; his hands were his best weapons.
Ling Pingshuang was left with only a few pieces of clothing on his body, and Duge’s onslaught only grew fiercer. He dared not tarry and, like Lu Dong, turned tail and ran, shouting as he fled, "Senior brothers, co quickly to my aid!"
...
Lu Dong watched his uncle’s disgraceful escape and Duge giving chase. He swallowed hard, then turned to the seventh junior brother, "Junior Brother, has our Sect Leader always been like this?"
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