Nezha was suspended in mid-air on his Wind Fire Wheel, sweeping his Fire Spear across the air as he spoke to the people below him, "I don't have any other intentions. From today on, you all have to recognize me as your boss. Do you understand?"
Ever since Li Changan made his move on the Daoyun chessboard in the sword tomb and shattered it, those wandering cultivators were shocked by Li Changan's extraordinary talent.
After that, he successfully passed the tribulation and became a hot topic in the entire Chaoyang City. Those independent cultivators worshipped Li Changan as an idol, and praised him with all kinds of free flattery, which made Nezha jealous.
Isn't it just about showing off successfully and having people admire you? It's no big deal. I can do that too.
"From now on, not only will you call me Boss, you will also have to praise me, worship me, and flatter me. Do you understand?"
The people gathered in a group below were basically the third and fourth generation disciples of Taixuan Sect, with strength ranging from foundation building to returning to the origin. When they heard Nezha's words, they were unable to react for a while.
Praise you, admire you?
Are you out of your mind? What are you dreaming about in broad daylight?
"Nezha, you're just a little girl who's been here for less than a year. What qualifications do you have for us to call you Boss?" A dark-faced young man snorted coldly, "You'd better get lost and go back to Xiaoqiong Peak to avoid embarrassing yourself here."
Nezha raised his eyebrows and glanced over.
"Hey, an old acquaintance... so long face?"
"Do you have any objections?"
Jiang Yan couldn't help but take two steps back. Thinking of the last time he was ruthlessly humiliated by Nezha, he couldn't help but feel angry.
"What? You still want to fight? Let me tell you, I've already broken through to the middle stage of Guiyuan. I'm going to settle the score with you for humiliating me last time."
Jiang Yan cursed as he flew into the air, but the next moment, a flaming gun shadow fell from the sky and hit Jiang Yan on the forehead.
With a bang, Jiang Yan was knocked to the ground with his arms and legs spread out. "You... you bastard, you actually attacked me?"
Nezha, carrying his flaming spear, stared at Jiang Yan with a grin, "Come on, come on, I'll fight you with one hand. If I can't defeat you, I, Nezha, will take your surname."
Jiang Yan gritted his teeth, climbed up, and pounced on him again, but soon, a faster gun shadow fell like lightning and hit his forehead again.
Oh shit!
Jiang Yan fell headfirst, and a big bump appeared on his forehead that was visible to the naked eye.
"Nezha, you..."
Bang! Another shot! Jiang Yan, who had just stood up, squatted down, holding his head.
Damn it, can you please stop focusing on one spot...
"Nezha, don't go too far. You are a little girl who has been here for less than a year. What qualifications do you have to be our boss?" A young man in the high Guiyuan realm couldn't help but stand up and wanted to seek justice for Jiang Yan.
But before he could finish his words, he saw a fiery red gun shadow swooping down from mid-air and heading straight for his forehead.
"Nezha, I am a disciple of Taixuan Peak. How dare you attack me?"
Nezha was puzzled. Why didn't he dare? Was Taixuan Peak so great? He complained in his heart, but his hands moved quickly. After breaking through the Guiyuan Realm, with the blessing of Xinghua's power, Nezha had already reached a cultivation level comparable to that of the upper Guiyuan Realm. With the blessing of the Fire Spear and Wind Fire Wheel, ordinary Guiyuan Realm cultivators were no match for her.
In addition, she had bitten the hand of an immortal some time ago, and her whole body was tainted with a trace of immortal spirit. Even if she was at the initial stage of Xinluo, she might not be able to defeat her.
The man hadn't finished his words and was hit by Nezha's gun before he could dodge and was knocked to the ground.
"Fuck... My fellow brothers, even though Jiufeng Nezha is a second-generation Taixuan disciple, how can we allow him to be so arrogant and conceited? If we don't resist today, this little girl will ride on our heads in the future." Another person couldn't help but stand up to resist.
"Yes, let's kill her together. The law does not punish everyone. Even if Li Changan finds out, he can't blame us."
"Okay, fuck her!"
The oppressed Taixuan disciples could not bear it anymore, and they swarmed up and attacked Nezha together. Nezha was not afraid either, and still kept his nose up, and swung the fire spear in his hand, smashing it down like a stick at lightning speed.
There were constant banging sounds as Nezha swung his flaming spear, specifically aiming at the forehead. If one wasn't careful, they would fall down with their eyes rolled back.
Soon, a group of Taixuan disciples, mostly at the Guiyuan Foundation Establishment Stage, were chased and hit on the forehead by a fourteen-year-old girl. They fell from the air like dumplings, and then screamed while covering their foreheads.
Well, this guy really let himself go.
Li Changan, who was hiding aside, watched with a smug look on his face, feeling very relieved.
Damn, the thing I wanted to do but didn’t dare to do was actually done by this little girl. It’s so... cool!
Nezha stood in the air with his wind-fire wheels and a fire-tipped spear on his shoulder, looking very proud. The group of people below were angry, but they touched the bumps on their foreheads in pain and dared not say anything.
At this moment, Zhao Zhuo, who was passing by, saw this situation and flew down from mid-air.
"What's going on?" Zhao Zhuo is the eldest brother of the third generation disciples. After experiencing the training in the Demon Garden, his cultivation has also broken through the level of heart enlightenment. In addition to the status of Taixuan Peak and his own qualifications, he has a high prestige among the third generation disciples.
"Brother Zhao, Nezha is so arrogant that she actually wants us to call her Boss..."
"She also attacked my fellow apprentices and me, using cruel and domineering methods. Senior Brother Zhao, you have to stand up for us..."
"Yes, Senior Brother Zhao, Nezha doesn't take you seriously. Can a disciple of Jiufeng be so arrogant?"
Nezha, holding his flaming spear, bared his teeth at Zhao Zhuo, "Little Zhuozi, are you going to stand up for them?"
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