Chapter 108 Xiaobai, I'll slap you in the face
"One hundred thousand spirit stones, one less, and today's matter is not over yet."
Yan Jinjin wanted to rush up to argue, but those people immediately hugged each other, crying and shouting, and their voices became even louder.
"Oh, someone is hitting someone. The Qingling Sect is bullying others by taking advantage of their power."
"It's so unfair. Not only did they destroy things, but they also beat people, especially those of their senior uncle rank. How shameless!"
Yan Jinjin was so angry that veins on his forehead bulged, but he was afraid to take action and couldn't do anything.
If they were beaten, they would just lie on the ground and act like a spoiled brat.
If you don't fight, the dirty water will definitely be splashed.
It's like a scholar meeting a soldier, and he can't explain himself clearly.
[Young Master, this Xuantian Sect has many secrets.]
In the sea of consciousness, the voice of the Heavenly Book sounded, with a hint of analysis.
[They are also considered a sect of alchemy practitioners, but they split up in the early years.]
[One faction is serious about alchemy, and has practiced hard, but now its influence is declining. ]
[The other faction is headed by Wang Yue, most of whom got in through family connections.]
[Those with good qualifications, relying on their background and cultivation, act tyrannically within the sect and bully their fellow disciples.]
[Those with poor qualifications, since their families are rich, are even more ignorant and unskilled, and are more likely to cause trouble. ]
[This Wang Yue is a typical example. He relied on his father being a powerful elder of Xuantian Sect to do all kinds of bad things, cheating, deceiving, bullying men and women, and his reputation has long been tarnished.]
[Xuantian Sect was once one of the top ten sects, but unfortunately each generation is weaker than the previous one. The current sect leader is a spineless person with no courage, which is why the sect's atmosphere has deteriorated to this point.]
Xiaobai listened to the introduction of the heavenly book and looked at the group of scoundrels in front of him, his little brows furrowed even more tightly.
It turned out to be a fool with little background, and he was with a group of thugs.
At this moment, Wang Yue's eyes noticed Xiaobai who had just arrived and was standing next to Yan Jinjin.
He looked up and down at the delicate little doll, and a trace of calculation and malice flashed in his eyes.
"Hey, Yan Jinjin, where did you kidnap this little girl from?"
Wang Yue grinned, revealing some yellow teeth, and spoke in a frivolous tone.
"She's pretty, very pretty."
"What? You can't afford the spiritual stones, so you plan to use this little girl to pay off the debt?"
He clicked his tongue twice, his eyes becoming even more wanton.
"That's fine. You sell her to me, and I'll sell her to those old guys who like to train little furnace tripods, or find a wealthy family to be her child bride. Maybe I can make some money off the difference, hahaha."
As soon as these words came out, Yan Jinjin exploded instantly.
"Wang Yue, you are looking for death."
His eyes were bloodshot, his spiritual power surged instantly, and a burning breath was about to burst out.
Xiaobai stretched out his little hand and gently pressed it on Yan Jinjin's arm.
The seemingly light press instantly calmed Yan Jinjin's violent spiritual power.
"Little brother, don't be angry."
Xiaobai spoke in a baby voice, his voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard everywhere.
Her eyes were cold, as if they were frozen.
Yan Jinjin was stunned. Looking at her junior sister's calm and cold eyes that were not in line with her age, the anger in her heart was miraculously suppressed a little.
"Little...Junior Sister?"
Wang Yue was even more proud when he saw this, thinking that the little kid was scared.
"Little girl, if you know what's best for you, ask your senior brother to pay you back, otherwise..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiaobai raised his little hand.
She didn't know when a quaint little mirror appeared in her hand. The surface of the mirror was as smooth as water, and it emitted a faint glow.
"Retrospective mirror?" someone whispered.
The smile on Wang Yue's face froze instantly, his heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.
Xiaobai's little hand lightly tapped the retrospective mirror.
A buzz...
Ripples appeared on the mirror surface and a curtain of light was projected in the air.
The scene not long ago was clearly shown on the light curtain.
It was Wang Yue who brought a few disciples of Xuantian Sect and approached the thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng stealthily.
Wang Yue first looked around, and after confirming that there was no one around, he winked at a disciple beside him.
The disciple understood what he meant, quietly took out a small knife, and cut the roots of the ginseng several times.
Afterwards, Wang Yue pretended to be careless and bumped into it with a "ouch", breaking the already damaged ginseng completely.
After doing all this, they winked at each other and smiled as if they had succeeded in their conspiracy.
The screen ends here.
There was a sudden dead silence all around.
The few Xuantian Sect disciples who were originally crying and rolling around were now like chickens with their necks strangled, and their voices stopped abruptly.
Wang Yue's face turned pale instantly, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. His face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he pointed at the light curtain, speaking incoherently: "No... No, this is fake, it's an illusion, that's right, it's your Qingling Sect's doing."
"Fake?"
Xiaobai tilted his little head, his voice was still childish, but it carried a heart-pounding pressure.
"What about this?"
She flipped her little hand and took out another photo stone.
With a gentle push, the image stone projected an image again.
This time, the picture showed Wang Yue whispering something to a communication jade slip.
"Young Master, rest assured, the matter has been settled. The thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng has been destroyed, and the blame has been put on the head of that idiot Yan Jinjin from the Qingling Sect."
"Yes, yes, it was him. We are absolutely sure that he did it."
"Then ask him for 100,000 spirit stones and see if the Qingling Sect will give it to him."
"Young Master is wise, how could the Qingling Sect, a poor sect, rise to prominence with such good luck?
They should know who is the boss."
The voice was extremely clear, it was Wang Yue.
The "young master" he mentioned was directly targeting "Xuantian Sword Sect, Shi Jinglan."
Xiaobai read out the name calmly.
There was no expression on her little face, but everyone who knew her knew that this was a sign of her extreme unhappiness.
"Just because we are a sect that has also been in decline, and you feel unbalanced when you see our Qingling Sect making progress?"
"So, you're going to use such a despicable method?"
Xiaobai sighed softly, but the sound was clearly heard by the people watching in front of the water curtain outside through some kind of restriction.
“As expected…”
"When everyone is in the mud, there is peace."
"But once someone starts to climb up, they become a thorn in the side of everyone else who is still in the mire."
These words, like a silent slap in the face, slapped the faces of many people outside the water curtain who had similar dark thoughts.
Many people instantly looked ashamed and looked away.
Wang Yue completely collapsed to the ground, his face pale, and he was still trying to defend himself in vain: "No...it wasn't me...it was Young Master Shi who forced me to do it..."
Xiaobai was too lazy to listen to his nonsense anymore.
The small figure moved.
Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!
There were several crisp sounds in succession.
No one could see how she did it, they only saw a few invisible gusts of wind blowing past.
Wang Yue and his lackeys instantly had several bright red slap marks on their faces. They were beaten so hard that they spun around like tops, with stars in their eyes and blood gushing from their mouths and noses.
"Ahhhh..." Screams rang out one after another.
Xiaobai withdrew his hand without even looking at the people wailing on the ground.
She took out her Qingling Sect disciple jade token and spoke to it with a voice that suddenly became high-pitched and filled with cold anger:
"The Xuantian Sect manager outside, please listen."
"If you can't discipline your own people, don't blame others for doing it for you."
"If you do it again, it won't be as simple as a few slaps."
"roll!"
The last word, like thunder, exploded in everyone's ears.
Some disciples of Xuantian Sect ran away directly, while others stayed there waiting for Wang Yue to speak.
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