Facing Bai Qianyi's questioning, although the two were panicked, they were not too afraid.
Instead, they respectfully clasped their hands.
"Ye Neng, Ye Yi, we have seen the True Palace goddess."
"You have not yet answered my question," Bai Qianyi's pupils shrank as a pressure swept towards Ye Neng father and daughter.
The two felt as if bearing thousands of pounds, forehead drenched in cold sweat, almost unable to stand steady.
But they still persevered.
"Sorry, we cannot agree."
The two said firmly.
"Oh?"
Bai Qianyi looked at them.
"It surprises me, seems there are still one or two backbone in the North Sea, not all trash, at least you have backbone."
Bai Qianyi's words made the others' faces very ugly, but they did not dare retort.
"But even with backbone, it cannot be a reason for you to disobey!"
Bai Qianyi said indifferently: "I'll give you another chance."
"Surrender, or die!"
As her voice fell, an even greater pressure overwhelmed Ye Neng.
"Crack crack!"
Under the huge pressure, exceeding what they could endure, their leg bones cracked as skin oozed blood.
But they still did not kneel.
"Sorry, as believers we cannot surrender to anyone except him."
Ye Neng looked up gritting his teeth, enduring the pain holding up Ye Yi, voice firm.
This was their way.
It was also respect for the one in their hearts.
As believers, kneeling meant breaking their conviction and betraying the one who taught them.
So they could not let their legs kneel before another.
"Believers?"
"I see."
Bai Qianyi sounded interested, but her tone suddenly changed.
"So what if you have someone you believe in?"
"In front of me Bai Qianyi, he is just a larger ant, if I want to take your lives today, who can protect you?"
As she spoke, her sleeve waved, the two flying heavily into the side of the vessel, spewing blood, extremely miserable.
"You..."
Ye Neng stared fiercely at Bai Qianyi. "Our deaths are trivial, but your insults to our teacher are punishable by death."
"Hahahaha."
Bai Qianyi laughed coldly. "Seeing you like this, I have some interest in this person behind you."
Saying so, she raised her foot, slowly approaching Ye Neng father and daughter.
"What do you want to do?"
Ye Neng stared at Bai Qianyi, voice deep.
"I happened to lack a slave to handle affairs, so I'll use you two to test whether the person behind you has the capability for the job."
Bai Qianyi sneered as two silver needles appeared in her hands.
"Soul-Suppressing Nails!"
Seeing this, all paled.
Being hit with these nails would seal all meridians, bringing immense pain for seven days until death.
"I want to see if your beloved savior can pull out these Soul-Suppressing Nails."
Bai Qianyi's palm moved, and the nails directly hammered into the pair's foreheads.
"Ah!"
Miserable screams, as their cultivation rapidly drained.
"Go!"
Indifferent to their screams, Bai Qianyi swept her palm sending the two flying down from the sky.
The sight chilled all, bodies trembling.
This woman's methods were too ruthless.
"What to do?"
Secretly, Jian Hengtian couldn't help asking the other three, "Watch the old geezer die?"
"What can we do?"
Liu Gu's tone was grave. "We've only heard legends of Soul-Suppressing Nails, never of removing them. Even if Qingniu Sect's elder acted, could he snatch them from death's jaws?"
Hearing this, they glared with hatred, but were powerless with their meager strength.
The most conservative estimate of Bai Qianyi's cultivation was Immortal Realm. To her, they were no different than ants with their tiny Martial Emperor cultivation.
"Remember, in future you will all work for my Baiyang Palace."
Bai Qianyi's gaze swept the crowd. "For useless trash like you all, it will be the glory of your life."
The crowd seethed with resentment but did not dare show the slightest defiance.
Bai Qianyi sneered coldly, not bothering with their hidden bitterness.
"Now, offer your first tribute!"
"Take out all your treasures."
"What?"
"Tribute with our treasures too?"
There was an uproar.
It was taking their lives!
"What's the matter?"
"Unwilling?"
Bai Qianyi said coldly: "I can also choose to kill you all and take them off your corpses."
Her words chilled them to the bone.
They had no doubts about her ruthlessness.
So unwillingly, they handed over their storage rings, one by one.
Soon the vessel was piled high with all kinds of treasures, secret manuals and skills. These were elite experts' most prized possessions, now mere junk in a pile.
Bai Qianyi only glanced briefly, casually taking a few items then destroying all the rest.
"You..."
Seeing this, many revealed hatred, as it showed extreme contempt.
Some was about to attack but stopped by companions, avoiding bloodshed.
"I'll notify you when there's tasks."
"Now scram!"
After destroying the treasures, she returned to her original spot.
In a mountain range, two shadows plunged from the sky, smashing a crater and billowing dust clouds.
Two agonized silhouettes crawled out from the crater, precisely Ye Neng father and daughter.
"Endure, my child."
"Come with me... to find teacher."
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