It wasn't until one cultivation sect after another came to cause trouble that Fang Zhiyi realized these guys took the words she had said to encourage them as truth. These guys were actually causing trouble all over the cultivation world. They would help those with low cultivation levels who were being bullied. If they couldn't beat them, they would call for reinforcements. If they still couldn't beat them, they would risk their lives. After beating them up, they would even announce their own identities.
However, having already stirred up trouble, Fang Zhiyi couldn't just ignore it. After crippling two Nascent Soul stage experts, the area outside the Potian Sect's mountain gate became quiet again. Fang Zhiyi decided to have a good talk with his subordinates.
However, he did not expect that these die-hard fans had done something that left him speechless.
"Boss, we rushed back because we heard you wanted to have a meeting with us!" Stone said excitedly, his clothes tattered, clearly the result of a recent fight.
The key point is that he was followed by dozens of unfamiliar faces that Fang Zhiyi had never seen before. They were even dressed in different clothes. The only thing that was certain was that these people were not disciples of the Potian Sect.
"Who are they?"
"They are from our Enforcement Hall branch! You all, come and greet our boss! He is the powerful being we were talking about who could easily defeat a Nascent Soul cultivator!"
Fang Zhiyi's scalp tingled: "Division, division?"
The group of people shouted "Boss!" in unison. Everyone looked at Fang Zhiyi with curiosity, some with admiration, and some even with fanaticism.
Stone replied, "Yes, oh, these people are representatives from each branch!"
Fang Zhiyi's legs went weak. "Representative? Just how many people have you recruited?"
Originally, only the Enforcement Hall of the Breaking Heaven Sect was known in the cultivation world. Now, the name Enforcement Hall is known throughout the entire cultivation world. In the eyes of all sects, it is an organization composed of desperados, fanatics, and madmen.
Their most obvious characteristic is that they will appear wherever there is injustice. Not only rogue cultivators, but also major sects have suffered from them. After finally driving away a group, even more people will come in droves that same day.
Fang Zhiyi sat in front of the mountain gate, with two rows of subordinates standing beside her. They were not asked to stand there by Fang Zhiyi, but rather they stood there voluntarily, saying that they were there to protect Fang Zhiyi's safety.
"Don't you think," Xiao Hei searched for an adjective, "that your men's behavior is similar to that of a gangster gang?"
Fang Zhiyi sighed.
The surrounding henchmen immediately turned around: "Boss, what's going on? Who are we beating up?"
"How did I suddenly become the head of a mafia in the entire cultivation world?"
"Boss! A kid says he wants to see you!" A subordinate rushed in.
Fang Zhiyi was feeling annoyed, so she waved her hand and said, "Tell him to get lost!"
"good!"
"etc!"
"Boss, please give your orders!"
“If he says anything like that, beat him to death! I hate people who lie and try to claim kinship the most.”
"yes!"
At this moment, Dong Chenglin was looking around in the distance: "This uncle seems to have some ability. Humph, all of this will be mine in the future." He thought to himself, straightened his back, and looked at the cultivators around him with disdain.
"That child!" The person who went to report ran back.
"Huh? Is it my uncle who wants me to come in? I'm here!" Dong Chenglin said excitedly.
The cultivator was taken aback: "Attack!"
"Huh?" Dong Chenglin was shocked. "You can't hit me! I'm Fang Zhiyi's nephew! He's my uncle!"
"Beat him to death!" He paused, "But don't use your true strength."
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