Chapter 7: Counterattack (Part 2) Zhuo Jun said solemnly: "Beili...

Zhuo Jun said in a deep voice: "Beiliyuan steals..."

Nangong Liuchu glanced over with cold eyes, and Zhuo Jun was actually frightened and dared not say another word.

Nangong Liuxing walked to Bei Liyuan's side and helped him up: "Junior Brother Zhuo, you should think carefully about whether this spiritual treasure was borrowed from the Lingbao Pavilion for Junior Brother Bei."

The moment he finished speaking, he released a powerful aura. Zhuo Jun immediately knelt on the ground. Although he was unwilling, he could only say, "Yes... I forgot. It is indeed as Senior Brother Nangong said."

Nangong Liuchu smiled and said, "Junior Brother Zhuo, you must remember this lesson in the future. My own junior brothers in the sect will not bother with you. If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would not let you off easily."

Zhuo Jun gritted his teeth and said, "I will follow... Senior Brother Nangong's instructions."

Nangong Liuchu then put away his imposing aura and looked at Luo Yinzhu: "Sect Master Luo, since this is just a misunderstanding, I will take my junior brother back to Chengyan Palace."

Luo Yinzhu nodded.

After the two left, Luo Yinzhu looked at Zhuo Jun and said, "Go back and copy the sect rules three hundred times and send them to me in three days."

Zhuo Jun's eyes were cold and gloomy. "Bei Liyuan, I will make you live a life worse than death." Then he kowtowed respectfully: "Yes, disciple, I accept the punishment."

…

"Thank you, Senior Brother Nangong, for today." Bei Liyuan's eyes were full of gratitude.

Nangong Liuchu smiled and said, "It's rare to hear my junior brother, who is so frugal with words, take the initiative to say so many words. However, it's not me you should thank. It was Master who asked me to come here."

Bei Liyuan was stunned for a moment: "Master?"

Nangong Liuchu nodded slightly, his lips curled. From the looks of it, the master must be planning to teach this little junior fellow. This little junior fellow's luck was truly extraordinary. He was forced to take that idiot Cheng Yanjun as his master, but the moment he did so, the pinnacle of the cultivation world, Youyang Divine Lord, took over his body. Could this kind of luck be the product of a deity descending to earth to experience tribulations?

In the corner, Lord Lingye looked at Beiliyuan's back and curled his lips, "I found you, Lord Xihe."

…

Nangong Liuchu originally thought that after this incident, Li Youyang would formally teach Bei Liyuan, but it turned out that Li Youyang didn't care at all, and he couldn't guess what Li Youyang was thinking for a while.

For the next month, Zhuo Jun didn't come to cause trouble. Although he knew it was impossible, Bei Liyuan couldn't help but feel that Zhuo Jun was afraid of Nangong Liuchu's threat last time.

It started to rain heavily when school was about to end that day. Most of the other disciples in the school had people to pick them up, and in the end only Bei Liyuan was left. Since Chengyan Hall was some distance away from the school, he decided to wait until the rain subsided before going back.

"Junior Brother Bei, look how nice I am to come pick you up specially." Zhuo Jun walked over holding an umbrella and looked at Bei Liyuan with a smile.

Bei Liyuan frowned: "Brother Zhuo, have you forgotten the lesson from last time?"

Zhuo Jun slowly put away his umbrella. "Junior brother, do you really think Nangong Liuchu did this for you? Li Youyang values ​​his reputation above all else, and he certainly wouldn't let you die like that! Nangong Liuchu was probably following his orders. Bei Liyuan, I can't kill you now, but I will make your life worse than death. I've specially prepared a gift for you this month, go and take a look."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Bei Liyuan to react, a teleportation formation had already enveloped him, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them arrived at the pond.

Yan Ping had been waiting there for a long time. Seeing the two of them arrive, he raised his hand and opened the cage covered with thorns. "Brother Zhuo, these thorns are soaked with the juice of the bone-rotting grass. The pain will be a hundred times more severe. I guarantee that Junior Brother Bei will be in so much pain that he will be 'drunk and dreaming'!"

Zhuo Jun pushed Bei Liyuan out with all his strength and said gently, "Junior Brother Bei, do you want to go in by yourself, or do you want me to escort you in? Or, Junior Brother Bei, you can ask to leave the sect voluntarily and avoid this bone-eating pain."

Seeing that Bei Liyuan was still not moving, Yan Ping chuckled and said, "Brother Zhuo, it seems that Junior Brother Bei wants us to send him in!"

Bei Liyuan clenched his fists and looked up at Zhuo Jun, his eyes as cold as ice blades.

Zhuo Jun actually felt a chill down his spine. The next moment, Bei Liyuan rushed over and started fighting with Zhuo Jun. When Yan Ping pulled the two apart, Zhuo Jun's ear was nearly bitten off by Bei Liyuan.

Zhuo Jun wiped the blood off his face and raged: "Bei Liyuan! You're looking for death! Yan Ping, throw him into the cage!"

Yan Ping took a step forward and was about to take action when he heard Nangong Liuchu's voice: "It seems that Junior Brother Zhuo's memory is really not that good."

Yan Ping looked at Nangong Liuchu, his legs softened and he knelt down, trembling: "Brother Nangong, Zhuo Jun forced me to do it, I didn't dare...ah!"

With a scream, the person was shaken into the cage, followed by even more shrill cries.

Nangong Liuchu folded his arms and looked at Zhuo Jun, curling his lips: "Junior Brother Zhuo, do you want to go in by yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

Zhuo Jun clenched his fist: "Nangong Liuchu, my father is an old friend of the Sect Master, how dare you..."

"It seems that my senior brother will send you in." Nangong Liuchu interrupted impatiently, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, Zhuo Jun was also sent into the cage.

Nangong Liuchu turned to Bei Liyuan and asked, "Can you hold on?"

Bei Liyuan nodded.

Nangong Liuchu moved his fingertips slightly, and a teleportation array enveloped the four of them, and they arrived at the Discipline Hall in an instant.

Li Youyang's eyes darkened when he saw the thorn cage.

Nangong Liuchu bowed to Li Youyang, "Master."

Li Youyang nodded slightly, and Nangong Liuxing walked to Li Youyang's side and stood respectfully.

Li Youyang said coldly, "Master, I remember that according to the sect rules, anyone who harms a fellow disciple will be expelled from the sect after being whipped five hundred times."

Luo Yinzhu's face was grim. He knew Zhuo Jun and his companions were bullying other disciples, but he couldn't bear to criticize Zhuo Jun, as he was talented and the son of an old friend. He hadn't expected him to allow him to become so lawless, vicious, and ruthless. It was time for a proper punishment. "Elder Li, five hundred lashes would cost these two their lives. Could you please let me handle this matter? I'll definitely give Li Yuan an explanation."

Li Youyang's eyes darkened: "Master, are you going to protect these two?"

Luo Yinzhu sighed, "I've known about their crimes for a long time. If I had punished them earlier, they wouldn't be in this state. They are at fault, and so am I. I'll take the five hundred lashes for them. As for these two, I'll lash them twenty times a day and make them kneel for three hours until Li Yuan recovers. How do you do that?"

Bei Liyuan curled up the corner of his lips in sneer. The laws of this world are unclear, so where is the justice?

Li Youyang said coldly, "Whether a sect can last long depends not only on its strength but also on its ethos. If the sect leader disregards the sect rules and protects those who are wrong and acts in a partial manner, and the sect's rules are followed by its followers, then in the long run the sect rules will become meaningless and the sect's fate is self-evident."

Luo Yinzhu lowered his eyes. It was not that he did not understand this principle, but...

Li Youyang's eyes flashed with disappointment. The fact that such a thing could happen in the sect was closely related to the sect master. Well, he didn't plan to stay in the sect for long anyway. "The five hundred lashes can be spared, but these two people must not remain in the sect."

Luo Yinzhu sighed. It looked like Cheng Yanjun was determined to get to the bottom of this matter. Although he regretted Zhuo Jun's talent, he had to admit one fact: the sect could lose Zhuo Jun, but not Cheng Yanjun. Saving Zhuo Jun's life would be a way of giving an explanation to his old friend. He sighed, "Never mind. Let's handle it this way."

Nangong Liuchu curled his lips and said, "Sect Master, these two have put so much thought into making this cage. It would be a shame if they don't use it. Why not lock them up in the cage until tomorrow morning and then throw them down the mountain? What do you think?"

Luo Yinzhu lowered his eyes: "Junior Brother Nangong can handle this matter as he sees fit."

Zhuo Jun in the cage clenched his fists tightly. Li Youyang, Nangong Liuchu, Bei Liyuan, I will repay you a thousandfold for the humiliation you suffered today!

…

After Luo Yinzhu left, Nangong Liuchu cast a formation and took the cage to the torture room. Only Li Youyang and Bei Liyuan were left in the Discipline Hall.

"Let's go back to Chengyan Palace."

Li Youyang was about to take action when Bei Liyuan suddenly knelt down and kowtowed heavily to him. A hot tear fell on the blue bricks, and he almost shouted the word "Master".

Li Youyang was most afraid of others crying in front of him. He was a little confused for a moment and said coldly, "You know, my reputation as a teacher is not good. If others see you like this, it will seem as if I have insulted you."

Bei Liyuan hurriedly wiped his tears, but they were like beads with broken string and could not be wiped away.

All these years have passed and no one has ever given him justice. Master is the first person who is willing to give him justice and dignity, making him feel that he is not an animal born to be submissive and bullied by everyone, but a living person.

Li Youyang sighed helplessly, raised his hand to wipe Bei Liyuan's tears, and said coldly: "Be good, don't cry, it's all over."

Bei Liyuan couldn't help but be stunned. Even his uncle Wang had never coaxed him like this. It turned out that there were people in this world who were willing to treat him so gently!

Seeing that the person had finally stopped crying, Li Youyang breathed a sigh of relief.

After returning to Chengyan Palace, Li Youyang asked Bei Liyuan to follow him back to his bedroom.

Nangong Liuchu happened to see this scene when he returned from throwing Zhuo Jun and Yan Ping into the torture chamber. It was so late, why did the master take the junior brother back to the room? He followed him subconsciously, and when he reached Li Youyang's door, he hesitated again.

Master is not that fool, he will definitely not do anything bad to junior brother, but... Nangong Liuchu held his forehead with his hand. What is he worried about? Is it possible that junior brother can do something to Master?

He felt a little worried about leaving like this, and couldn't help but eavesdrop in the corner.

Li Youyang asked Bei Liyuan to find a place to sit down first, while he began to search everywhere. After a long time, he found the medicine in a corner. He walked to Bei Liyuan and said, "Take off your clothes."

Nangong Liuchu:?

Then there was the sound of clothes being taken off.

Li Youyang looked at the wounds on Bei Liyuan's body, some of which had healed, while others were still bleeding. He felt pity and guilt, and was very careful and gentle when applying medicine. "If it hurts, tell me and I will be gentler."

Nangong Liuchu couldn't wait any longer and pushed the door open, "Master, no!"

The moment he saw Li Youyang applying medicine to Bei Liyuan's wound, Nangong Liuchu wanted to dig a hole and crawl in.

Li Youyang stopped and asked, "What can't you do?"

Nangong Liuchu coughed twice to cover up, and then said, "Master, Junior Brother's wound needs to be cleaned first before applying the medicine. Applying it directly will not be effective. Besides, Master's medicine has been stored for too long, and I don't have new ones. Why don't you let me treat Junior Brother's wound?"

Li Youyang thought about it and felt that what Nangong Liuchu said made sense. He really hated this kind of thing. In the past, when he was injured, he would not bother to apply medicine. "Okay, then I'll leave Li Yuan to you. Be gentle when applying the medicine."

Nangong Liuchu bowed, "Don't worry, Master."

Bei Liyuan put on his clothes and left with Nangong Liuchu, feeling lost.

Arriving at Nangong Liuchu's room, Nangong Liuchu found the best medicine for the wound and looked at Bei Liyuan: "Junior brother, take off your clothes."

Bei Liyuan bowed and said, "I dare not trouble you, Senior Brother."

It just so happened that he was too lazy to apply medicine to Bei Liyuan, so Nangong Liuchu handed the medicine to him and said, "Then take it back and apply it yourself, little brother."

Bei Liyuan took it and said before leaving: "Thank you for today, Senior Brother Nangong."

Nangong Liuchu smiled and said, "It's just a small favor, don't take it to heart."

…

On the second day, Bei Liyuan arrived at the school as usual. The disciples were even more deliberate in distancing themselves from him. Bei Liyuan had long been accustomed to this and did not take it to heart.

After the morning class, a disciple who had also been bullied by Zhuo Jun quietly handed him a note that read:

"The Zhuo family will not let this matter of Zhuo Jun go. In Yunshan, the Zhuo family has practically unrivaled control. Send a message to the Bei family quickly, or you will be doomed today."

Bei Liyuan had just finished reading the note when Immortal Zhang walked in: "Bei Liyuan, follow me to the Discipline Hall."

After Bei Liyuan left, the disciples started discussing:

"Guess how Bei Liyuan will die!"

"Dismantled by five horses?"

"I think there's a possibility of my soul being stripped."

"If I'm lucky, I might be able to escape the sect alive, just like that disciple of Cheng Yanjun back then."