Fang Zhiyi dodged sideways. The small bag of spirit stones flew past him, brushing against his body. Fortunately, the Peak Master of the Alchemy Peak behind him reached out and caught it. However, as soon as he caught it, he frowned. It was obvious that Chu Kuang had imbued the spirit stones with true qi when he threw them, as the Peak Master had almost failed to catch the bag.
"Now I want..."
Fang Zhiyi spoke again, "Disrespecting your elders and attempting to attack the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall. Fined five thousand spirit stones."
Chu Kuang was losing his mind. "That is enough out of you! Let me tell you, you are a bullshit Hall Master! You are nothing but a piece of trash! A piece of trash at the Out-of-Body stage!"
However, as soon as these words were spoken, the faces of most people present darkened.
If Fang Zhiyi was considered trash, then what were they?
"Insulting the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall. Fined five thousand spirit stones," Fang Zhiyi said, his demeanor completely unchanged.
"You have gone too far!" Chu Kuang was utterly enraged. He had imagined how he would publicly humiliate Fang Zhiyi upon his arrival to reclaim the lost face of Jingyun Peak. Instead, he had been slapped with various fines right off the bat, especially for rules he had never even heard of!
A cold gleam of light struck at lightning speed. Fang Zhiyi frowned and dodged, casually waving his hand to sweep a few junior disciples behind him out of harm's way. Immediately after, a massive fissure tore through the ground, extending all the way into the main hall.
"My, my, what fierce sword qi. No wonder he is so arrogant. A sword cultivator?" Little Hei remarked with interest.
Fang Zhiyi turned his head to look at the fissure, while the people around them began to panic.
Chu Kuang laughed smugly. "Fang Zhiyi, aren't you supposed to be powerful? Why are you always hiding?"
Fang Zhiyi slowly turned his head back. "Destroying the sect's main hall. Get ready to pay for the damages."
"You bastard!" Hearing such words now inexplicably sent Chu Kuang's anger soaring. He swung his sword again, and seeing Fang Zhiyi effortlessly dodge it, he followed up with yet another strike.
"Stop!" Several voices rang out almost simultaneously, causing Chu Kuang to pause his movements.
Fang Zhiyi smiled. Were these spectating old fogeys finally willing to speak up?
The Sect Master, accompanied by several elders and hall masters, stepped forward with ugly expressions. The main hall of the sect had been chopped to pieces by Chu Kuang's sword strikes; they could no longer sit idly by.
"Chu Kuang! You actually destroyed the sect's main hall!"
"Are you trying to chop us up too?"
"Jingyun Peak has really lost all sense of propriety in recent years."
If it were just Fang Zhiyi and Chu Kuang fighting, they would have just watched. After all, the cultivation world respected the strong. Earlier, Fang Zhiyi had the upper hand and had proposed conditions favorable to them, so they were naturally happy to take his side. But now, Fang Zhiyi wasn't fighting back and was only dodging. If this continued, the enraged Chu Kuang would eventually tear down the main hall.
Harming the sect's interests was absolutely unacceptable.
"Fang Zhiyi insulted my master's lineage. I am here to settle the score with him. Everyone else, get lost!" Chu Kuang had already lost his mind. His proud sword techniques were easily dodged by Fang Zhiyi, and the other party kept nagging about compensation amounts, which infuriated him to no end.
"I think you have gone mad!" The Sect Master frowned. "If you attack again, even your master won't be able to justify it when he arrives!"
"Damages amount to one hundred fifteen thousand and eight hundred spirit stones. The fine is fifty thousand spirit stones. In total..." Fang Zhiyi had whipped out a pen and paper at some point to take notes. Chu Kuang, who had been momentarily cowed by the Sect Master, was reignited by this single sentence.
"You are courting death!" His sword suddenly flew into the air, and some of the sword cultivator disciples in the hall sensed that something was wrong.
"My sword!"
"It is flying away!"
Countless swords, as if drawn by Chu Kuang's sword, flew toward that direction in unison.
"Chu Kuang, are you truly going to be so obstinate?" The Sect Master was shocked. He had seen this move before; it was Perfected Jingyun's killing move, Myriad Swords Returning to the Origin!
These swords gradually converged around Chu Kuang's sword, forming the shape of a massive greatsword that exuded a chilling, murderous aura from tip to hilt.
Fang Zhiyi stared blankly at the giant flying sword suspended above his head and muttered, "It is over."
Chu Kuang laughed maniacally in triumph. "Fang Zhiyi! Kowtow three times to apologize to my lineage, and I will let you off!" He was very confident in this move. The first time he had unleashed it, he had slain a peak Out-of-Body stage demonic beast with a single strike.
"Stop!" The elders wore grave expressions.
"Whoever steps forward makes an enemy of Jingyun Peak! Today is a personal grudge between me and Fang Zhiyi. Just stand back and watch. If you interfere, don't blame Jingyun Peak for turning hostile!" The majestic true qi within his body was continuously pouring into the giant flying sword.
"Good heavens, if one flying sword is worth a thousand spirit stones, how much are you going to have to pay for this move?" After speaking, Fang Zhiyi lowered his head and continued calculating.
"Bastard!" Chu Kuang went completely crazy. Was this guy's head filled with nothing but money?
Watching the massive flying sword smash down toward Fang Zhiyi, the Sect Master hesitated for a moment before stepping forward to help block it. Everything Fang Zhiyi had displayed recently proved his talent; they absolutely could not let him die here. The Sect Master also didn't believe Chu Kuang would dare to attack him!
A few of the hesitant elders also stepped forward. Although this move was perilous, if they joined forces, they might not be entirely unable to resist it.
Chu Kuang stared at those people. He also had some misgivings, but the arrow was already on the bowstring and could no longer be stopped. Forcibly halting the technique would cause him severe injuries... But...
"I am sorry, Master... If you want to blame someone, blame that Fang Zhiyi for being too infuriating..."
Right as he was muttering to himself, a figure rapidly darted out from behind the Sect Master, arriving in front of him in an instant.
Everyone was stunned.
"Look closely now. Including the rental fee for the swords, you owe nine million, three hundred and eighty thousand, five hundred and twenty spirit stones. I have factored in the fines too. Oh, right, I even gave you a depreciation discount on the swords, twenty percent off."
Chu Kuang stared at him blankly.
Fang Zhiyi looked up, then turned his head. "Add another thirty thousand to the fine. You actually pointed such a huge sword at the Sect Master and the elders?"
The Sect Master was about to cry. It was originally aimed at you, you ancestor! Why did you suddenly run right in front of him!
"Fang Zhiyi! You have humiliated me time and time again! I, Chu Kuang, will not share the same sky as..."
Slap!
With an extremely loud slap, Chu Kuang felt the world spin around him. By the time he reacted, he was already sprawled on the ground.
"Are you insane? You borrowed all these swords and instead of using them, you're just standing there talking. What kind of idiot invented this move? It is full of flaws..." Fang Zhiyi kicked Chu Kuang. "I hit you to stop you from further violating sect regulations. Got a problem with that?"
Chu Kuang covered his face. That slap just now contained abundant true qi, and that true qi was currently surging into his body, running rampant within him. He glared at Fang Zhiyi, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Meanwhile, the previously murderous giant flying sword began to disintegrate. Sword after sword fell to the ground, creating a rain of swords on the spot.
Chu Kuang's heart trembled violently. Because he was interrupted during the execution of his technique, he suffered a backlash, and his cultivation realm plummeted instantly!
This farce came to an end just like that.
Only a few people were pondering what Fang Zhiyi had said. It was true; this move looked majestic and powerful, but the person executing it was completely covered in flaws...
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
