Cen Yueyue’s mind stopped for a second, but instinctively, she waved her hand immediately.
Before the words had finished, three golden hairpins arrived in front of her and directly shielded the young man from that fatal strike!
Hou Zhongxiao, who had leaped into the air, was mercilessly knocked back.
Landing, he had not yet steadied himself when he felt the surge of air from behind. He immediately pulled out the Magic Treasure from his bosom to defend, his brows furrowed. Originally planning to take advantage of the opening to kill Jiang Feng in one blow, he still hadn’t expected it to turn out .
What had been a stable situation was now ruined by this kid.
Simply put, Mr. Jiang merely used human greed to muddy the waters of a solid situation, causing everyone to scramble for the so-called Immortal Elixir, but not to gather around Hou Zhongxiao.
He even deliberately picked someone in the rear hall to briefly disguise the effects of the Xu Huoyao, which made those suffering from incurable diseases or in desperate search of the elixir dive in without any hesitation.
In their eyes, this was life, a longing for living, and for those greedy, it was wealth.
"Very well, Junior Sister, you actually mix with evil cultivators, you’ve really got some skill. If the Clan Leader finds out, I fear..."
Particularly when he saw Jiang Feng directly pull out the Soul Summoning Banner from his waist and thrust it into the ground, anyone who died had their souls directly absorbed and refined by it.
This scene further provoked Hou Zhongxiao’s sarcasm. Now, he could only hope that Cen Yueyue’s conscience would be his breakthrough point. Yet facing someone’s moral accountability, Jiang Feng...
"Are you talking about your mom? Your dad here is a genuine Purple Cloud Palace Disciple, you think we’re all like you, a disowned rabid dog?"
"Very well, very well, is this so-called benevolence and morality what Purple Cloud Palace is all about!"
"What, you’re not convinced?"
He raised his chin slightly, displaying a classic Cheng Kun expression.
Jiang Feng was not someone who exploited others’ power, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t. He directly turned around and stood behind Cen Yueyue, then let loose with his mouth.
"Then why don’t you try to kill me?"
"Hmph, after today, Purple Cloud Palace’s indiscriminate killing of civilians will surely become known to all. I’ll see how you’ll explain to your sect!"
"Explain? Do you believe my master here would relish the killing even more than I do?"
The corners of his mouth split into a grin, the look on his face truly deserving of a smack. However, as per Liu Tangxi’s temperament, anyone who dared to morally blackmail her or stood in her way would face no hesitation—her sword would open the Heavenly Gate.
It’s just that right now he lacked the ability to do so; otherwise, he too would want to open a Heavenly Gate for these bastards to see.
"You despicable thing, Purple Cloud Palace’s millennia of reputation will be destroyed in your hands. A Purple Cloud Palace Disciple with the Soul Summoning Banner in hand, impressive indeed. Could it be that your sect from years ago..."
"Why don’t you guess whether you’ll live to divulge this matter?"
While lurking, as long as one kills everyone who sees oneself, even perfect infiltration means no eyewitnesses if all eyewitnesses are dead.
Moreover, Jiang Feng was right about something: what do ordinary people know of Purple Cloud Palace? Or even the Immortal Sect?
Upon seeing the calabash shatter and its contents, the larvae curled into balls, scattering all over the ground, everyone began to fight amongst themselves.
The mixed-in jackals thirsted for fresh flesh, slaughtering and fighting in the crowd; they didn’t even spare the pieces of corpses, the red Gu Worms on them eagerly licked up by them.
The entire Red Flower Temple could only be described as a horrid sight. Cen Yueyue was clearly unprepared psychologically, hesitation flashed in her eyes, but Jiang Feng simply nudged her with his elbow.
"Sometimes the ones who speak aren’t necessarily human, quelling demons and driving out evil is the duty of the Cultivation World. Look at their state; they have nothing to do with humanity."
"If you’re unable to harden your heart, then I’ll do it. After all, I’m still on the wanted list in the East Continent. Using livestock to nourish my Soul Summoning Banner in hand isn’t necessarily a bad thing."
"Even if you really don’t want to stain your hands with blood, if you encounter such a situation again, just be at ease being a troublemaker. Why explain anything to these dimwits? Just throw them a few bones and let the dogs fight amongst themselves."
Raising his hand, he sent a flying sword out.
A man covered in blood, his face filled with madness and the red Gu Worms already squirming on his body. Among so many people, he had managed to grab a fair number of Gu Worms, about seven or eight. Read complete version only at Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
Anyone who even thought of snatching from him would be mercilessly kicked off the cliff, his face bearing a deranged smile. But the next second.
The smile solidified on the spot.
The flying sword nailed him to the ground, pinned down and unable to move!
Several people turned their gazes to the young man standing not far away, their eyes full of panic. Some wanted to question, to continue to exert pressure, to continue their moral blackmail, but seeing the young man’s relaxed demeanor, all words became stuck in their throats.
"Go on, what are you looking at me for."
"Don’t you want to save your families? Don’t you want to continue living?"
"I’m fair and impartial. Since he grabbed the lives of seven or eight of you, I naturally can’t sit back and ignore it. Please, proceed."
The longsword was retracted with a beckon, and a head fell to the ground.
Seeing such ruthlessness from the young man, Hou Zhongxiao’s lips moved, but he said nothing, knowing that such a not-so-clever method would have no effect on the youngster in front of him, who would even decapitate someone right in front of him.