"The Zhou family of Bianliang, the Qi family of Hengshan, the Gou family of Chaoge..."
The young man's eyes were as cold as a knife as he swept across the faces of the monks. Every time he swept his eyes over a person, he would announce that person's identity.
The person whose name was called immediately turned pale, as if he had been sentenced to death.
"The purpose of our existence as cultivators is to protect the people and ensure their peaceful and happy lives. Since you are so afraid of death, why are you still cultivators? You might as well go home and farm the land to avoid wasting resources."
The young man's eyes were like knives, and his words were even more sharp, each one showing no mercy. Not only did the monks' backs bend like arches, but their legs also became like willows in the wind, shaking constantly.
Some people could no longer bear it and collapsed to the ground, their faces as pale as dogs that had lost their homes. There was no trace of the arrogance they had when they pointed their swords at the people just now.
Although the people didn't know who the young man on the bird's back was, they felt extremely relieved when they saw this group of monks being scolded and looked miserable, and they all applauded and cheered.
"Well done!"
"Aren't you all so arrogant? Didn't you bully us common people because we couldn't beat you? Humph, why aren't you so arrogant now? Come on, keep showing off!"
"They ate our filial food and enjoyed our offerings, but at the critical moment, not only did they not care about our lives, they even stepped on our heads and escaped. These conscienceless bastards deserve to be severely scolded!"
"That's right! Even three-year-old children in our town know to say thank you after eating someone's food. We don't want you to say thank you. We use our own rations to feed you because we hope you can protect us in a critical moment, not to let you step on our heads and escape!"
"Calling them dogs is an insult to them. They ate our food and still wagged their tails at us!"
"You are not worthy of being monks, you are rat shit!"
...The people's long-suppressed anger burst out, and they wished they could drown these rats in front of them with spit.
The more respect he had before, the more angry he is now.
The monks were spat on and pelted with rotten eggs and vegetable leaves. They were already in a miserable state, and now they were called rat shit. They were all ashamed and angry.
However, the young man on the back of the bird was looking down at them from above. In this situation, they didn't dare to fight back, let alone look at the people.
Everyone was filled with regret. If they had known things would turn out like this, they should have found an excuse to slip away after accepting benefits from the townspeople.
If all else fails, pretending to be injured is also a good thing. After being injured, they can just hide away with a clear conscience. Why is it like now, for that little bit of benefit, not only are they scolded like dogs, but they also have a "name" in the Jiang family.
That's the Jinyang Jiang family, ranked first among the five great families and the leader in the world of cultivation. Now that they have such a "name" attached to the Jiang family, not only will it be difficult for them to turn things around in the future, but even the families behind them will be implicated!
All the monks, every one of them, were so regretful that their intestines turned green as a prairie.
The people did not know this. They even did not know who the young man who supported them was. After they had vented their anger, they remembered that they should ask the man's name so that they could thank him in the future.
However, before they could speak, a cultivator trotted forward and stopped five steps away from the young man. He said respectfully, "Young Sect Master, according to my preliminary survey, the blood pool is at least a hundred feet deep."
More than a hundred feet deep?
Is it actually that deep?
The people all gasped and were so shocked that they forgot to ask the young man's name.
The young sect leader frowned upon hearing this, glanced at the dozen or so people who had come with him, and ordered, "The blood pool is too deep, so you shouldn't go down. Stay up there to protect the people. Kunpeng and I will go down."
The big bird that carried them here immediately shook its body, shaking off the dozen or so people except the young man.
As soon as the dozen or so people who had been driven off the bird's back touched the ground, they immediately rushed over and shouted anxiously, "Young Sect Master, this won't happen! You've just recovered from a serious illness. Let me wait and go down to save them!"
"Yes, Young Master, if this were your prime, your subordinates would definitely not stop you, but the current situation is special!"
"Young Sect Master, you are the hope of our entire clan. I promised your wife that I would keep you safe. Please allow me to go down with you to rescue you!"
More than a dozen people opened their mouths, one after another, to ask for permission. The common people heard them say, "Young Sect Master, shut up, Madam Sect Master," so they grabbed one of them and asked, "Excuse me, which family are you from?"
"We are the Jinyang Jiang family."
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The people gasped in shock again, and after a moment's silence, they suddenly became excited.
"It's the Jiang family! They are from the Jinyang Jiang family!"
"I heard that the people of the Jinyang Jiang family are very powerful. Now, Miss Shen and Mr. Xie are saved!"
The young sect leader, Jiang Xiyan, was about to go down into the blood pool to rescue people. Upon hearing this, he subconsciously turned around and asked everyone, "Aren't the people trapped under the blood pool from your town?"
The people hurriedly shook their heads and said, "No, no! They are not from our town! They are Miss Shen and Master Xie who came to help us!"
It turned out that the young master of the Jiang family thought that the people trapped were from their town!
In other words, he is the young master of the Jiang family, the hope of the entire Jinyang Jiang clan. His life is so precious, but now he is willing to risk his life to save ordinary people like them... He is worthy of being the number one guardian in the hearts of the people!
After being almost trampled to death by a group of monks yesterday, the people finally felt the feeling of being valued. They were excited and moved, and their faces were all flushed.
Some women with shallow eye sockets were already wiping away their tears in grievance.
Jiang Xiyan didn't know this, so he quickly followed up with another question: "Where is this Miss Shen you're talking about from?"
Could it be her?
The little fairy who pulled him out of hell!
Jiang Xiyan clenched his fists, feeling both excited and afraid. The two emotions collided back and forth, making his originally pale face look a little more rosy. His eyes kept scanning back and forth among the people, hoping that someone would tell him the answer quickly.
Fortunately, his suffering did not last too long.
Before Jiang Xiyan finished speaking, someone immediately answered, "It's the second daughter of the Shen family in Yuzhou!"
"Yes, yes, yes! It's Miss Shen Qiqi, Second Miss Shen, Young Sect Leader Jiang, please save them quickly!"
Before the people could finish their words, Jiang Xiyan had already rushed towards the blood pool. As he ran, he took out an exquisite small porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to everyone in the Jiang family.
"This is Peiyuan Pill, two pills per person. Take it and then follow me down to rescue them. We must do it at all costs... What are you still standing there for! Don't you understand what I'm saying? Hurry!"
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