Chapter 110 Saving Ah Ermu

The disciple from the Weapon Refining Pavilion who was beaten covered his burning face, shocked and angry, but looking at Yan Jinjin's shining sword, he did not dare to attack for a moment.

"You...you little brat, do you know who we are? We are from the Weapon Refining Pavilion."

He tried to move out from the backstage to give himself courage.

Xiaobai tilted his head, his little face full of innocence, but the words he said were as cold as ice.

"The Weapon Refining Pavilion? Is that the disciple who would steal from the company and use fake goods to cheat his fellow disciples in the Weapon Refining Pavilion?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the leading disciple, but also the faces of several people behind him changed instantly.

"You...what nonsense are you talking about?"

The leading disciple's voice was trembling and his eyes were evasive.

Xiaobai ignored him and turned to look at Almu who was still curled up.

"Almu, pick up the 'Ancient Alchemy Furnace' that you thought was broken."

Her voice was not loud, but it carried an irresistible power.

Almu looked up blankly and met Xiaobai's clear and determined eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he obediently picked up the so-called "alchemy furnace" fragment next to him.

The fragment had a rough texture and weak spiritual energy, and didn't look like a treasure at all.

"Now," Xiaobai pointed at the fragment with her little hand, "Use your hands to crush it."

Almu was stunned.

He didn't dare, for he was afraid that he would completely destroy this "treasure" and put himself in an irreparable situation.

"Crush it," Xiaobai repeated, his tone firm, "It's just a worthless piece of junk."

Looking at Xiaobai's determined eyes and remembering how she defended him just now, Almu felt an inexplicable trust in his heart.

He took a deep breath and exerted force with his huge palm.

“Crack…”

The fragments of the so-called "ancient alchemy furnace" broke in his hands and easily turned into a pile of powder, falling to the ground.

Just like crushing an ordinary stone.

Almu stared blankly at the powder in his palm, then looked up at Xiaobai, his eyes full of disbelief.

The blood color on the faces of those disciples from the Weapon Refining Pavilion instantly drained away, as if they had seen a ghost.

"No... Impossible."

"How do you know that?"

The leading disciple was so frightened that his legs went limp. He pointed at Xiaobai, his lips trembling as he could not utter a complete sentence.

At the moment when they were horrified, a shiny stone appeared in Xiaobai's little hand.

"Shadow Stone, open."

She said this in a baby voice while pointing the photo stone at the pale-faced disciples of the Weapon Refining Pavilion.

The clear picture recorded their expressions of fear, guilt and despair at the moment without missing a single detail.

"You," Xiaobai shook the photo stone in his hand, "used a fake alchemy furnace to blackmail the disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect, and even wanted to forcibly steal the robes, and even sold people as laborers."

"How should this account be settled?"

The disciples looked at each other in bewilderment, sweat dripping down their cheeks.

The leading disciple tried to remain calm: "Little...little girl, this, this is a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding?" Xiao Bai sneered, "The real ancient alchemy furnace was secretly swapped by you and sold to an unknown casual cultivator in exchange for a lot of spirit stones, right?"

This sentence was like a thunderclap, completely breaking down their psychological defenses.

"You...how come you..."

"Don't worry about how I know that." Xiaobai interrupted him, standing up straight. "Now, pay Almu back."

"Three hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones. Not a cent less."

"What? Three hundred thousand?" the disciple screamed, "Where can we get so many spirit stones?"

"That's your business." Xiao Bai said expressionlessly, "It's okay if you can't take it out."

She raised the photo stone in her hand.

"With this thing, plus my testimony, and the many eyes outside in front of the water curtain seeing it, guess what the consequences will be?"

"I will not only let your Refining Pavilion know about your good deeds, but also go find the 'know-it-all' in the world of immortal cultivation."

"Let them spread the news that 'the disciples of the Weapon Refining Pavilion have stolen things, swapped treasures, bullied their fellow disciples, and tried to sell people into slavery when extortion failed' throughout the nine provinces and four seas."

"By then, do you think you can still survive in the world of immortal cultivation? Will the family behind you clean up the mess?"

Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of several disciples in the Weapon Refining Pavilion hard.

Their faces were pale, their bodies were trembling, and their eyes were full of fear.

He will be disgraced, expelled from the sect, and may even be abandoned by his family.

That outcome would be more painful than killing them.

“We’ll give it to you, we’ll give it to you.” The leading disciple almost cried and agreed, “Please, give us the Image Stone.”

Xiaobai ignored their pleas, put away the photo stone, turned and walked towards Almu.

She stood on tiptoe and stretched out her arms as far as she could, trying to pat Almu's shoulders, but found that she could only pat his sturdy calves.

"Ouch, I can't reach it."

She was a little depressed, and then she took out a crystal clear candy from her small storage bag.

"Here, Almu, I'll give you some sweet candy."

Almu stared blankly at the little guy in front of him who was not even as tall as his knees, and then looked at the beautiful candy in her hand.

He took the candy with his rough big hands trembling a little, peeled off the candy wrapper, and put it in his mouth.

A sweet taste instantly spread in my mouth, dispelling the bitterness and despair that had accumulated in my heart.

It seems like I haven’t tasted such sweetness for a long, long time.

His eyes became hot, his huge body trembled slightly, but the corners of his mouth slowly opened into a simple and honest smile, although there were still traces of tears on it.

"Thank you... Junior Sister..."

His voice choked.

"My senior brother...when I was bullied and felt sad, he always gave me candy like this."

Xiaobai blinked and looked at him seriously: "Are you still sad now?"

Almu shook his head vigorously, wiped his face with a smile and said, "I'm not sad anymore. I'm not sad anymore after eating candy."

"Did you see how I beat these people just now? If someone bullies you like this in the future, fight back if you can beat them, or run back to the sect to complain if you can't. The more miserable you cry, the better.

Do you understand? "

It was the first time that Almu realized that this was possible, and he nodded quickly.

In the past, he didn't know what to do when he was wronged? Although everyone in the sect cared about him, he still didn't know what to do? Today, he finally understood that Xiaobai said that he liked his best friend.

"That's right. This is called beating the younger ones. Then the older ones come and beating the older ones. There will be endless problems later." Xiaobai felt that he should have a good talk with Almu.

Outside the water curtain, the leader of the Giant Spirit Sect, who had been paying attention to this place, saw Almu finally smile, then looked at the small figure, his eyes full of approval and warmth.

"This little disciple from the Qingling Sect is such a good kid. No wonder the ancestor wants to take him in as his personal disciple."

Xiaobai quietly asked the Book of Heaven in his heart.

"Tianshu, there's a huge water curtain outside watching, how dare they do such a thing? Aren't they afraid of being discovered?"