"Get out of here!" The woman in red lashed out with her whip and charged toward Fang Ruotang.
Fang Ruotang saw that the whip was moving very slowly, so she reached out and grabbed it, pulling it over with a force.
The woman in red screamed, "Ah, my Flowing Cloud Ribbon!"
"Flowing Cloud Silk Ribbon? Is it nice?" Fang Ruotang took it in her hand and looked at it. She couldn't figure out what it was, but it was flashy and she thought it looked pretty.
Although the Flowing Cloud Silk Ribbon is a low-grade magic artifact, it is woven from celestial silkworm silk, making it as light as clouds and mist. It is very suitable for female cultivators to cast illusion spells. Most importantly, it is beautiful, and using it is like a fairy dancing.
[Oh, I see!] Fang Ruotang also thought it looked good.
She raised her chin and said, "You were aiming to kill me with that whip just now, weren't you? Consider this my apology, and I won't pursue the matter of you whipping me right away."
After Fang Ruotang finished speaking, she said to Cheng Xiaocheng and the others, "This is suitable for you. Whoever wants it can play rock-paper-scissors, and the winner gets it."
As she spoke, Fang Ruotang tossed the Flowing Cloud Silk Ribbon over.
Cheng Xiaocheng and the others all liked it, after all, it was good-looking!
Who doesn't like beautiful things?
Not to mention them, even Fang Shengtang and Fang Wantang glanced at them twice.
Yu Sheng noticed and asked in a low voice, "Does Miss want one too?"
Fang Shengtang shook his head, "No, I just thought it looked nice and took a second look. I don't want it."
She and Fang Wantang are Xiao Liu's older sisters, so they don't need these things. That's why Xiao Liu didn't ask them to participate. They understand, but she has always liked these fancy things, so she would take a second look.
"You are so arrogant, dividing up my weapons right in front of me. Do you know who I am? I am the eldest daughter of the Qin family in Mengxi City. My father is the clan leader. I advise you to know what's good for you. Quickly return the Flowing Cloud Silk Ribbon and get lost. Otherwise, don't blame me for having my senior brother kill you."
Situ Han, whom Miss Qin called her senior brother, was the only Golden Core cultivator in their group. He immediately grabbed Qin Mingzhu.
Qin Bao'er had already reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage and would soon break through to the Golden Core stage, but the person opposite her, whose strength was unfathomable, suddenly grabbed her whip.
Before she made her move, Situ Han thought that Qin Bao'er's whip would at least smear her face, even if it didn't kill her. He never expected that she would catch it with her bare hands without dodging or evading.
He caught it with his bare hands?
"May I ask who you are, esteemed sir?"
"Tianyi Sect, Fang Ruotang."
"Tianyi Sect?"
Their Qin family of Mengxi City is one of the eight great immortal cultivation families of the Cloud Deep Continent, and Situ Han is the clan leader's personal disciple.
His master betrothed his only daughter, Qin Bao'er, to him, instructing him to assist Qin Bao'er and strengthen the Qin family. Therefore, he never held anything back from him.
He considered himself well-informed, yet he had never heard of the Tianyi Sect.
"Oh, we're just a small sect right now, but soon we'll become the number one sect on the Cloud Deep Continent." Fang Ruotang was straightforward and said whatever came to mind.
This drew laughter from a group of people on the other side.
There were three teams, each with about seven or eight people. Their laughter, mixed together, was quite loud, which made Fang Ruotang a little unhappy.
Are you mocking me?
"Trash, you overestimate yourself. You have no cultivation at all, yet you dare to spout nonsense. You think you can even draw Qi into your body?" A young man from another team stepped forward arrogantly, looking at Fang Ruotang with disdain.
When Fang Ruotang was about to retort unhappily, Huo Zhige and his six companions rushed up and ganged up on the boy. Huo Zhige struck first, slapping the boy across the face, and the boy spat out a mouthful of blood containing his molars.
Gu Yanjin and the others followed closely behind, kicking him in the stomach.
It was a very primitive way of fighting, and everyone on the other side was stunned. After a while, the young man's senior brother finally channeled his spiritual energy into his sword and stabbed at Huo Zhige, who was the most aggressive fighter.
Upon seeing this, Fang Ruotang immediately took out her sword from her storage bag and used it to parry. With a single forceful strike, she broke the opponent's sword in two.
"Senior Brother Fang!" His junior brothers and sisters stepped forward, staring warily at Fang Ruotang and her group. They were too strange, especially the girl in the lead.
Despite appearing to have no cultivation level whatsoever, he not only managed to block Senior Brother Fang's sword strikes, but also managed to break Senior Brother Fang's sword in two.
"You also have the surname Fang, the same as me."
Fang Ruotang tilted her head, sheathed her sword, and looked at the so-called Senior Brother Fang with some curiosity.
Senior Brother Fang's face contorted several times, and he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood, his cultivation level also plummeting rapidly.
Fang Ruotang took a step back in fright, her small face full of worry as she asked, "Why did you vomit blood? You attacked my husband and the others first, and I only fought back. I didn't even use any force."
"You're talking nonsense! You severed my senior brother's natal sword with a single strike, and you're still making sarcastic remarks!" A junior sister behind Senior Brother Fang retorted, her eyes reddening and her voice trembling with tears.
"This is his natal sword?" Fang Ruotang was a little embarrassed, but not much.
After all, apart from sharing the same surname as her, there was nothing else about this Senior Brother Fang that made her feel good about him.
When Huo Zhige and his gang were beating people, Senior Sister Fang drew her sword and stepped in. If she hadn't fought back, Huo Zhige and his gang would probably be the ones coughing up blood right now.
Moreover, people in the cultivation world are very impolite; both times I encountered them, they behaved this way.
In reality, it can only be said that Fang Ruotang and her group had an unfavorable start. After all, it was their first time meeting Yun Ni, and under those circumstances, it was normal for her to be prickly and wary of everyone.
At this moment, these three groups of people were fighting over the spiritual herbs. Their sudden appearance was something these people couldn't help but be wary of. If they weren't after the spiritual herbs, they should have left as soon as they saw them from afar. Since they came forward, they must have ill intentions, so of course they wouldn't give them a friendly look.
"Let's go." Senior Brother Fang propped himself up, glanced at Fang Ruotang, and slowly backed away.
Fang Ruotang stared wide-eyed as they left.
The other group, who had remained silent until now, suddenly said, "They are disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. If you let them leave this time, I'm afraid there will be endless trouble in the future."
"But I can't kill someone over a small argument!" Fang Ruotang said, looking troubled.
The speaker choked, not understanding why it was wrong.
But he wasn't really trying to warn them; he was just testing the waters. After all, this group of people seemed weak, yet they were strangely powerful, and he didn't want to be their enemy.
"I am Su Mu, a disciple of the Shennong Sect. Have you come here for this Seven-Colored Lotus?"
"Yes, I know this isn't yours either, but I want it too." Fang Ruotang said frankly, then walked to the middle and picked up a storage bag.
"You..." Qin Bao'er was still unconvinced, but Situ Han stopped her.
Su Mu asked, "Does the young lady know any alchemists? If not, how about I? I am a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and my highest achievement is three grade five spirit pills in one batch. Just give me one after the pills are made."
How's this level?
[Very bad.]
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