"How dare you! We didn't even come looking for you, yet you dare to cause trouble and provoke us at the Myriad Swords Pavilion." The newcomer was the Second Elder of the Inner Sect of the Myriad Swords Pavilion.

He watched the woman opposite him warily, her true nature unreadable.

No one knows what kind of background this woman has, that she was able to kill Renwei Zhenren and Yaoguang Zhenren.

What's even more terrifying is that the other party used some unknown means to make the Tiangang Sect give up the pursuit of this person, who was their own Supreme Elder.

Moreover, the Tiangang Sect has been keeping a low profile yet attracting attention recently. All its members have been urgently recalled, and its protective formation has been activated, giving the impression that a great calamity is imminent.

Could it be that the woman in front of us did something?

"What are you talking about? I came here to talk to you. You're looking for revenge. This is just being unreasonable."

Fang Ruotang frowned, and after speaking, she released the recording stone.

The event was broadcast live from the air, showing the events as they happened.

The Second Elder's eyes flickered slightly, but he showed no embarrassment. The law of the jungle always prevails, and this time their disciple had simply kicked a hornet's nest.

But it's perfectly normal for them to stand up for their disciples who have been bullied, as they act as a support system.

This person's high profile makes people hesitate.

The people sent out by the Myriad Swords Pavilion did not find Fang Ruotang immediately. After hearing about the murder of Renwei Zhenren, they became more cautious in their actions.

The opponent was too strong, and Wan Jian Ge didn't want to give away their lives.

Therefore, although the kill order was not withdrawn, no one from the Myriad Swords Pavilion actually went to hunt down Fang Ruotang.

"You've come here today to beg our Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion to let you go?" Although the Second Elder was unsure of Fang Ruotang's true strength, he was stubborn and couldn't afford to lose face.

Fang Ruotang didn't like hearing this, and frowned as she said, "What do you mean, 'I beg for your forgiveness'? I just came to talk to you. If you listen to me, we can all live in peace. But since you're being unreasonable, I'm not afraid of you."

Little Mirror had told her that she could do whatever she wanted in this cultivation world.

At most, it's either difficult to push or just moderately difficult to push.

It doesn't matter; she has inexhaustible strength and methods.

"You injured one of my disciples, yet you dare to speak so arrogantly." The Second Elder fired off his words, showing no intention of actually making a move.

Gu Yanjin spoke to himself.

[Sixth Brother, he's stalling for time. Other powerful cultivators from the Myriad Swords Pavilion are probably already on their way.]

"How about we retreat first?" Ye Wuxia was a wise man who knew how to be pragmatic.

It didn't matter to the seven of them, but it wasn't the same for the others. If they died, they would really only be taken into the Emperor's Banner by Fang Ruotang and continue on another path.

It's alright, I can protect you.

Fang Ruotang is now thoughtful and capable. If it weren't for her ability to create a protective shield, she wouldn't have so readily agreed to let everyone come and watch the spectacle.

Moreover, the murderer in Xiaojing also possesses a defensive magic weapon.

When taken out, it could cover all of them, like an inverted golden bowl. Fang Ruotang didn't like it, so she never used it.

After all, while this magical artifact could guarantee their safety, it also prevented them from leaving, and Fang Ruotang would never use it unless absolutely necessary.

"I'm telling you this nicely! Besides, even if his natal sword is broken and his cultivation level drops, he can just train it again. It's not like he's dead." Fang Ruotang spoke bluntly, which was quite unpleasant.

"How dare you!" the Second Elder shouted again.

Gu Tianjun couldn't stand it anymore and said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "Don't keep calling us 'bold.' What? Are we people from your faction? Do you have the right to say such things to us?"

Having been emperor for so many years, Gu Tianjun was not one to tolerate arrogant people in front of him; he acted even more arrogantly than the other party.

It was because he had just overheard Fang Ruotang's thoughts.

Knowing that even if they couldn't beat the other side, the other side couldn't hurt them either, so it was just empty talk, and who wanted to put up with that?

"How dare you be disrespectful to our elders!" The disciples of the Myriad Swords Pavilion drew their swords in unison, pointing them at Fang Ruotang and her group.

Fang Ruotang silently took out a magical artifact and threw it into the air.

The magic weapon acted like a giant vortex, sucking all the swords in the hands of the Wanjian Pavilion disciples into the sky.

"Ah! My sword."

"My sword..."

"Give me back my sword right now, you despicable scoundrel."

...

Fang Ruotang didn't understand.

When she first arrived, the people of Cloud Deep Continent were always ready to fight at the drop of a hat.

Why is this Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion so special?

I kept arguing with her.

Fang Ruotang had no idea that the reason she was constantly provoked when she first arrived was because those people were ignorant and fearless.

But things are different now; Fang Ruotang has made a name for herself.

He is at least well-known among the higher-ups of their Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

Before him was the True Man Wei Ren, and after him was the True Man Yao Guang.

Er Changmen isn't crazy. Although his cultivation level is higher than that of Yao Guang Zhenren, he still can't catch up with Wei Ren Zhenren even when riding a spirit boat.

He's insane; he'd try to shake a tree like a mayfly.

Instead of engaging in empty talk, are they actively seeking death?

Moreover, after they heard about the Qin family patriarch from the Supreme Elder, their wariness of Fang Ruotang increased even further.

Cultivation is not easy, and he wouldn't seek death.

Fortunately, the awkward situation did not last long. The sect leader and other elders arrived with some disciples, and the second elder breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sect Master," the Second Elder called out, unsure of what to say.

You can't exactly say that they've all come to us for help, yet they don't just surrender and dare to resist, can you?

After all, the other party's arrival didn't seem friendly.

Fang Ruotang stared at the group of people opposite her, completely unaware of what the Second Elder had imagined her to be. If she knew this, she would mutter something to herself.

The people of Cloud Deep Continent are all quite good at filling in the blanks with their imaginations.

"With so many people here, do they think they can take advantage of our numbers and bully us because we're outnumbered?" Fang Ruotang's thoughts suddenly echoed.

Fang Shengtang and the others looked at her in confusion, wondering why she was saying these things at this time, but it was clear that she was going to cause trouble, especially the other side, who all looked stunned.

Fang Ruotang's inner thoughts are now completely under her control. They can be directed at one person or a group of people. If used well, they can be a sharp weapon.

[Tsk tsk tsk, if I had known the Myriad Swords Pavilion was like this, I wouldn't have come. After all, they outnumber me. Would it be too cruel for a young girl like me to kill them all? Anyway, they're all going to die soon anyway.]

The people from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion glared angrily upon hearing this.

To ensure her thoughts flowed smoothly, Fang Ruotang lowered her eyes silently and even turned her body to the side, avoiding looking at the people opposite her. She couldn't let them have a chance to express themselves in front of her.

[The sect leader's only female disciple is amazing! She can even use mind-control techniques, easily mastering the role of the group's darling. It's a pity she's not very kind-hearted, climbing over the corpses of her fellow disciples to rise to power. She's truly destined for great things.]

[Huh, it's a demon, not a human. No wonder! I attacked without hesitation.]