A young man in his mid-thirties accompanied by other n of different ages appeared with superior bearing, an evidently arrogant smile graced his handso face while long hair swayed to the dance of the wind, highlighting his magnificence.
"Heng Jiming..." Hong Xian'er paled at the sight of Heng Jiming in this place. Helplessness and despair attacked her heart.
Hong Xian'er was not the only one; Pang Wuya and each of the won present lowered their gazes to the ground with their pale and trembling faces, not daring to look Heng Jiming directly in the eyes. So faces even showed fear and despair while others furiously clenched their fists in silence.
"What is wrong with you? Didn't you listen to the young master?! Answer him!"
One of the n beside Heng Jiming exclaid with angry arrogance, glaring at the won. However, a strong lust could be seen in his eyes, especially as he looked at Hong Xian'er and then looked at the other won.
"Sorry, young master!"
So of the won said in unison, their voices slightly trembling but not daring to be so obvious. But this response was vague, almost unwilling.
"Hmph! You are only here because so elders begged my father not to expel you!" Heng Jiming replied sarcastically before saying disdainfully, "But don't be confident! My father only agreed to a deadline and if you girls don't show your true values then there won't be the need to keep feeding the trash!"
The faces of each of the girls paled completely, feeling great helplessness and sadness at the thought of being kicked out of this place. This arrogant and evil man was always coming to steal their cultivation resources, especially the spiritual herbs that they and their forr Masters had planted in these places, taking care of them for their personal uses in their cultivation in the future!
But now tis had changed for the worse!
If it were not for his father's powerful identity, Heng Jiming would not dare to behave this way and they could continue to cultivate quietly as it was before!
This wouldn't be happening if the true leaders of the Sect hadn't left!
"But if Little Junior Sister Xian'er here agreed to beco my woman and satisfy all my brothers I could ask my father not to expel you... I could even ask you to hand over so cultivation resources to you so that you can increase your strength!"
Heng Jiming spoke with an expression of grandeur and superiority, issuing an imperial order. The corner of his mouth lifted arrogantly.
"Big brother is majestic!"
"There is no one like young master!"
"Brother, I will abide by your orders for all my life!"
The n beside Heng Jiming smiled brightly and thanked loudly, showing lustful expressions and looking shalessly at Hong Xian'er.
Hong Xian'er frowned as she heard the shaless words and saw their wild looks full of lust. She clenched her fist in silent anger, trying to remain calm and not respond while keeping an indifferent and cold face. If she said anything, she might cause trouble for her martial sisters and she didn't want that.
"I'd rather be expelled than have Xian'er sacrifice herself for !"
Unexpectedly, Hong Xian'er was stunned when she heard Pang Wuya's voice, defending her without hesitation.
"Yes! We wouldn't leave little sister with a beast like you!"
"She would be a beautiful flower in a dung heap!"
"I'd rather be expelled right now than let my younger sister ruin her life for soone like you!"
The won began to exclaim without hesitation, raising their voices as if they wanted to be heard by everyone. Their expressions showed no hesitation or regret as they confronted Heng Jiming despite the consequences.
"Sisters..." Hong Xian'er felt her heart pounding intensely, feeling gratitude and appreciation for these martial sisters who do not hesitate to protect her.
"Shut up!"
Suddenly, Heng Jimng's somber voice spread out, silencing all voices. A rather oppressive aura spread towards all the won, making them pale again as they futilely tried to resist.
"If you want to leave so badly, then leave right now!" Heng Jiming's expression was dark, his eyes full of murderous intent!
"But before you leave Xian'er stays here!"
Heng Jiming released his aura towards Hong Xian'er, suppressing her on the spot!
"Xian'er!"
Pang Wuya exclaid worriedly as she felt several auras imprison her as well, as well as all of her sisters. The n beside Heng Jiming smirked mockingly at them, suppressing them with their auras as well.
"And you also have to pay your dues for being mbers of my sect before you leave! So you have to completely satisfy all my brothers!" Heng Jiming grinned wickedly, making his brothers shout with happiness and joy.
Although they were several won, more than the n, Heng Jiming's group had high slightly superior cultivation bases, completely suppressing them all! Especially when they were fearful won at the ti, becoming weak and powerless by threatening them!
"Bastard!" Hong Xian'er glared resentfully and angrily at Heng Jiming, "Let my sisters go! If you want so badly then co after !"
Hong Xian'er clenched her teeth tightly, clenching her small fists as she tried to resist the overwhelming pressure coming from Heng Jiming. If there was a way for her martial sisters to be saved, then she would bet on everything. In that way, Hong Xian'er tried to draw Heng Jiming's attention to her completely.
She would not give up easily!
She will fight to the death if it's the only option!
The tension reached its peak, with the won feeling like they would faint at any mont.
"Young master, there's a guy in the restricted area!"
One of the n alerted Heng Jiming when he noticed soone in the forbidden zone, quickly pointing him out. Everyone else was puzzled and turned to look toward the forbidden zone, stopping their auras on the won and letting them finally breathe.
"What?" Heng Jiming frowned when he heard one of his brothers and imdiately looked towards the forbidden zone.
They could all see this unknown young man, his back to them as he continued to gather dirt on one of the flowers. His robe was curiously white, with blue and gold accents, strangely well cleaned and free of dirt dirt, but it was clearly not the clothing of sect disciples, much less core disciples.
Could it be that this guy was a new disciple who had just joined the sect and thought he could do whatever he wanted?
"Damn! What are you doing there? Get out of there!"
Indeed, Heng Jiming was enraged when he saw with his own eyes that soone was inside the forbidden area of spiritual herbs and seed to want to take them for himself!
Fury and rage covered him when he saw that soone wanted to take his spiritual herbs!
Those high-level spiritual herbs were ant to be used for his cultivation!
Heng Jiming's fury intensified as the young man turned to look at them out of the corner of his eye, frowning for a few seconds as he looked between them and the won before surprisingly ignoring him and concentrating on what he was doing.
"This bastard..." Heng Jiming gritted his teeth in fury before ordering, "You two! Go and bring this guy before !" His hand pointed towards this young man in the distance as he ordered two of his n.
Two n quickly nodded and headed towards the young man in the distance, reaching him a few seconds.
But unexpectedly, these two n stopped a few feet away from the stranger, both standing stunned as the young man continued to go about his business without paying them any attention.
An indefinite ti later, both n returned but with strange and sowhat fearful expressions.
"What the fuck are you doing? Didn't I clearly tell you that I wanted you to bring that guy before ?!"
Heng Jiming exclaid in fury when he saw the two guys return before him, unleashing their fury without discretion.
"Young master, he..."
"He has forr Elder Lu Wuhu's personal talisman!"
The n hesitated at first before one of them exclaid in fright and terror!
"What? The talisman of the forr Elder Lu Wuhu?"
Finally, Heng Jiming cald down for a mont when he realized what these two had done. Even a hint of horror covered his body when he used his spirit sense and noticed the object hanging on this guy, wondering whether to really believe what he was observing.
If this unknown guy really had with him the personal item of one of the forr elders, doesn't it an that those powerful elders and masters were back?
However, Heng Jiming shook his head, sobering up instantly. His mind began to work quickly. The forr true elders of this sect had left a long ti ago, leaving this sect in the hands of other leaders, which his family and other powerful cultivators managed to take advantage of in order to gain control of everything! But if the original and true founders of the sect had returned, then everything would co to an end!
Heng Jiming cald down for a few seconds without paying any attention to the won or his subordinates. After several seconds, he slowly walked toward this guy in the distance. His subordinates looked at each other in confusion before hesitantly following Heng Jiming.
Hong Xian'er, Pang Wuya and the other won held their breath, not wanting to attract Heng Jiming's attention and prevent them from having to fight in the worst case scenario. They had previously already received punishnts when Heng Jiming falsely accused them in the Hall of Discipline, with most managing to barely survive while unfortunately so of their martial sisters died. But Hong Xian'er clenched her fists, preparing for the worst, especially when she saw Heng Jiming heading towards this unknown guest; if they had to fight, she would make sure that her senior martial sisters and this young handso man probably new junior brother escaped. She didn't want more people to die.
Heng Jiming's eyes looked in all directions, trying to pick up any strange signals as he felt his heartbeat quicken in fear. If this guy especially had that particular elder's talisman, then he wouldn't be able to relax even if he had no chance to live!
Heng Jiming finally arrived in front of this unknown young man, holding his breath slightly as his gaze focused on the object at his waist. This guy kept his back to them, seeming to be unaware of their arrival.
Indeed, this guy had Elder Lu Wuhu's signature talisman!
Heng Jiming's breathing stopped briefly as his thoughts were confird. His body beca rigid, tensing up as he kept his focus on his surroundings at any movent.
Heng Jiming was not afraid of this guy, but of the man behind this guy!
However, a slight shiver assaulted his body and those of his subordinates when this guy moved slightly, attracting his attention.
The crouching man slowly straightened up as he finished with one of the flowers before turning around and looking at him.
"You..." Heng Jiming could only utter a few words as he was stunned to finally see this stranger's face.
A ridiculously handso and young man!
"What do you want?" Then, they heard a very masculine and strangely calm soft voice, but sohow they had a bad feeling.
Ling Tian looked indifferently at Heng Jiming and his subordinates, obviously knowing what had happened to the group of won a few monts ago.
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