Ning Zhishui just pushed the person away and naturally would not really hurt anyone.
The female cultivator didn't feel any pain after she sat on the ground, but felt ashamed. Tears welled up in her eyes and she looked very pitiful.
Ning Zhishui had no expression on his face as he pulled Jiao Cheng towards Chaoyang Peak.
When you arrive in a new environment and face provocation, there are two ways to deal with it. One is to swallow your anger, don't cause trouble, and keep a low profile.
The second is to take the opportunity to establish authority and forcefully suppress those who challenge him. It can also be regarded as killing the chicken to scare the monkey, so that others will not underestimate him.
Which one should be used depends on your current identity, strength and status.
If Ning Zhishui was just an ordinary new disciple with no one to protect him and no backing, he could only choose the former option.
First, lie low and patiently, and wait until you have the ability to strike back.
But now he has the Great Elder behind him, and his talent and strength are not weak at all, and he is also the one who is right.
If she were to act like a coward and swallow her anger in this situation, she would no longer be Ning Zhishui.
She was not afraid of this matter getting out of hand, but was actually looking forward to it getting out of hand. Otherwise, Jiao Cheng would come and say a few sarcastic remarks to her for no reason, which would be very annoying.
She didn't have enough time to refine the weapon, so how could she have time to deal with these flying mosquitoes?
"I'm not going...let me go!"
Seeing that Ning Zhishui was not just talking but really wanted to take him to meet the headmaster, Jiao Cheng was really panicked.
Of course he hated Ning Zhishui. He had already started to hate her before he even met her.
He was obviously very talented in refining equipment, and his mother was the deputy peak master Jiao Yue. He had no shortage of money or resources, he just wanted to find a good master.
When it comes to refining weapons, who is more powerful than the Great Elder?
For this reason, Jiao Yue had taken him to see the Great Elder countless times, but the Great Elder refused to give in at all. He only said that he had no intention of accepting any more disciples, and his rejection was so decisive.
If the Great Elder really didn't accept any disciples, then maybe he and his mother wouldn't feel so bad. But who knew that they suddenly heard that the Great Elder had accepted a disciple from outside!
He clearly said that he would not accept disciples, but he suddenly accepted one. There must be something complicated going on. I don’t know what means the female disciple used to make the Great Elder compromise.
So after hearing the news, he and his mother went up to Wanqing Peak again, thinking that since they had already accepted a young disciple, it would be only natural to accept another one as well, right?
But he was rejected by the Great Elder again!
Then, they met the disciple of the Great Elder, Ning Zhishui, the so-called person with the formation.
With innate hostility, he felt annoyed no matter how he looked at Ning Zhishui.
It was not easy to say anything in front of the Great Elder, but now that Ning Zhishui was alone, what was wrong with him venting his anger?
But who would have thought that Ning Zhishui would be so ruthless and decisive, without any panic at all, and actually pulled him to go see the Sect Leader!
I just spoke without thinking. If I really went to see the Sect Leader, wouldn't that be...
Jiao Cheng was extremely anxious, but he had been spoiled. He had always been flattered and pampered by others, and he had never bowed his head to anyone.
If he confessed his crime and begged for mercy to Ning Zhishui in front of so many people, how could he still live as a human being!
Ning Zhishui didn't care about that. He pulled him with one hand and took out the sound transmission talisman with the other hand to inform the great elder.
Seeing this scene, Jiao Cheng was about to cry. His mind was in a mess and he couldn't control himself and opened his mouth -
"I was wrong! I apologize."
Ning Zhishui paused and looked back at him.
Her eyes were cold, unlike those of a younger female disciple. Jiao Cheng shuddered after meeting her gaze. Without even thinking about regretting, he quickly repeated, "I was really wrong. I will never say that again. Please forgive me..."
Although it is a bit embarrassing to bow your head, it seems more acceptable than going to the headmaster and getting punished.
Having said that, Jiao Cheng's face was still red, and he didn't dare to look at Ning Zhishui out of shame and anger.
"I can't hear you what you said." Ning Zhishui asked.
Jiao Cheng: ...
He took a deep breath and said, "I was wrong. I won't do it again. I'm sorry."
Ning Zhishui watched him bury his head in his chest, his face so red that it looked like blood was about to drip out, and then he let go of his hand.
"You said so. Don't come near me again, or I will not show mercy."
Jiao Cheng nodded randomly and trotted away, as if Ning Zhishui would catch him again if he was any slower.
What a wimp and a coward.
Ning Zhishui was speechless, but then he sent a message to his master, saying that Jiao Cheng had apologized and there was no need to go to the headmaster.
After sending the message, Ning Zhishui planned to return to the cave, but when he turned around, he saw the female disciple still sitting on the ground, seemingly crying.
As for Jiao Cheng's friends just now, they all ran away with him.
"Why don't you get up? I don't think I hurt you."
Ning Zhishui walked over and asked.
The female disciple raised her head, tears in her eyes, and glared at her hatefully, "No, I don't want you to care!"
Wow, it looks really nice.
Ning Zhishui had no patience for Jiao Cheng, that little brat, but when she saw the soft and cute female disciple, she reached out her hand and said, "Hurry up and get up, or else so many people will be watching you. Do you want to be famous in the sect?"
Zeng Rong looked around, bit her lip, and stood up, "I can stand up by myself, I don't need your help!"
"Why do you hate me so much? I haven't offended you. Besides, you fell to the ground because of your senior brother Jiao, but he ran away without caring about you at all. Shouldn't you be angry with him?" Ning Zhishui asked with his arms folded across his chest.
Zeng Rong tidied his hair and cast a spell on himself to remove the dirt on his clothes. Then he looked at Ning Zhishui, "Brother Jiao didn't mean it. He was just in a bad mood. Who asked you to take his place?"
Ning Zhishui frowned, "What position did I take from him?"
"The position of the Great Elder's closed disciple!" Zeng Rong put his hands on his hips and snorted.
"Little girl, you're quite pretty, but what you said isn't very pleasant to the ear." Ning Zhishui smiled. "If you're saying that the Great Elder originally wanted to take Jiao Cheng as his disciple, and my appearance snatched away his opportunity, then you could use the word 'snatched'. But the truth is that he's not favored by the Great Elder at all. Even if the last disciple wasn't me, it would have been someone else. Since it's not his, how can we talk about snatching it away?"
"I……"
Zeng Rong's mind was buzzing with the thought, "The little girl is very pretty."
"The Great Elder chose me over him, not because I'm too good and snatched his opportunity, but because he's too bad and the Great Elder doesn't like him." Ning Zhishui said as he patted her shoulder, "It's tiring to chase someone, right? If you put this energy into cultivation, you might gain more."
After saying that, he turned around and left without caring whether Zeng Rong had heard it or not.
Ning Zhishui saw that Zeng Rong was trying to get close to Jiao Cheng, while Jiao Cheng was obviously very casual with her.
Zeng Rong was pushed down because of Jiao Cheng, but he didn't care at all. After I let him go, he didn't even think about helping him. He ran away faster than anyone else.
On the contrary, Zeng Rong looked like a joke.
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