"You think you can just run away after doing something and then denying it? There's no such thing as a free lunch!" The person who came with a mocking tone was none other than Mo Chen, who had returned to pick up Jin Yi.
Mu Xiu was surprised to see Mo Chen suddenly appear, but dared not ask any questions.
Seeing that no one was pleading for him, Yiping hurriedly knelt down and said, "Master, Elder, I... I was just momentarily bewitched. Please, Master, have mercy!"
Cui Ming stared coldly and expressionlessly at Yi Ping, making the latter tremble with fear. It was well known that Cui Ming hated betrayal and deception more than anything!
Yin Yang snorted coldly, "Senior Brother Yiping, I think you're not just wronging your fellow disciples, are you? Have you also been spreading rumors that Sword Pavilion is worthless, making qualified disciples unwilling to come here?"
Yiping's expression immediately changed, and he swallowed hard, lowering his head to remain silent. Seeing his expression, everyone understood the truth!
Yin Yang snorted coldly, "Just as I thought!"
Cui Ming's eyes were now filled with murderous intent!
Startled, Yiping hurriedly crawled to Yin Yang's side, tears streaming down his face, and said:
"Yin Yang Junior Sister, no, Yin Yang Elder! I really dare not do it again, please plead with Master for me!"
With a cold expression, Yin Yang kicked him away without any politeness and said in a chilling tone, "Don't pretend to call me that! I don't know you!"
Seeing that Yin Yang was ignoring everything, Yi Ping hurriedly turned to Mu Xiu and pleaded, "Elder Mu Xiu, you love me the most! Please, please plead for my master! I really did it for the good of Sword Pavilion!"
Mu Xiu remained cold and unmoved. "Your framing of your fellow disciples is already unjust and immoral, but I never expected you to tarnish the reputation of the Sword Pavilion as well. You are truly—a great disappointment!"
Yi Ping's face was ashen. He turned to look at Cui Ming, whose expression was cold and filled with murderous intent. His heart sank. Still clinging to a sliver of hope, he went toward Cui Ming and cried out, "Master, Master! Please forgive your disciple!"
Cui Ming looked at him coldly and said, "Yiping, out of consideration for our master-disciple relationship, I will cripple you today. Now you may leave!"
Yiping paused, his expression shifting rapidly, then suddenly stood up, pointed at Cui Ming, and said, "Heh heh, good! Very good! I never expected you to be so ruthless! Heh heh heh!"
"Hmph, you heartless bastard!" Mo Chen, knowing the reason, curled his lips and glared at Yi Ping before speaking.
Cui Ming drew the Imperial Heaven Sword and walked towards Yi Ping, but the latter had a ferocious smile on his face and showed no fear whatsoever.
Just as Cui Ming was about to strike with his sword, Yi Ping smirked and said, "If you kill me, you will never be able to save your disciple!"
Cui Ming's hand froze, the Imperial Heaven Sword stopped above his head, and he looked at Yi Ping with a puzzled expression:
"What did you say?"
Yin Yang frowned slightly, then his expression suddenly changed drastically. "You mean... you mean... my senior brother—"
"Hahaha, Elder Yin Yang is indeed clever! In order to prevent Senior Brother from inheriting the position of Pavilion Master, I poisoned his alchemy furnace a long time ago. Every time he tests the medicine, he is poisoned a little. Now, after several times, I think he is terminally ill!" Yi Ping sneered.
Cui Ming trembled all over. "You, you wicked disciple! Hand over the antidote!"
Yi Ping snorted coldly, "I can give you the antidote, as long as you hand over the Imperial Heaven Sword to me, I will give you the antidote!"
"How dare you! The Imperial Heaven Sword is the token of my Sword Pavilion Master, and you actually..."
Before Mu Xiu could finish speaking, Cui Ming raised his hand, signaling him to stop. "The Imperial Heaven Sword is right here. You can have it if you want!"
After saying this, Cui Ming handed the Imperial Heaven Sword to Yi Ping. Yi Ping was overjoyed and couldn't help but burst into laughter as he took the sword. "Haha, I've been waiting for this day for a long time! Here's the antidote, take it!"
After Yiping tossed over a pill, Mo Chen stopped him as he was about to leave, saying, "You can't go!"
"Hmph, even the people from the Sword Pavilion didn't stop me, so who do you think you are to dare block my way?" Yiping said arrogantly.
"I'm not familiar with the Sword Pavilion Master. I just took a liking to the sword in your hand because it happens to be my weapon!" Mo Chen said with a roguish expression.
"You..." Yiping pointed at Mo Chen in a fit of rage, then turned to Yin Yang, "Yin Yang! Isn't this your friend? Why aren't you stopping him!"
Yin Yang turned his head and smiled at Mo Chen before saying, "I don't have time to meddle in such matters. I'm going to chase after Qing'er!"
With that, Yin Yang swaggered away. Yi Ping, his face ashen, glared at Mo Chen, who was grinning maliciously. "You, you better not do anything rash! Let me tell you, I am..."
when--
Before Yiping could finish speaking, Mo Chen threw a punch at him: "I know you're the second senior brother!"
Yiping was stunned by the punch. He shook his head and pointed at Mo Chen, but before he could speak, a second punch landed on his face.
"I hate pig heads the most!" Mo Chen said, pursing his lips.
Ippei roared angrily, "You bastard..."
Before he could finish speaking, Mo Chen threw his third punch, "Let's teach you to speak like pigs!"
Yi Ping fell to the ground, his already chubby face now bruised and swollen from Mo Chen's three punches, turning him into a pig's face.
Mo Chen snatched the sword from his hand and smiled slightly, "It looks really good! I wonder if Gu Liyan will be able to use it smoothly."
"Young man, you..." Mu Xiu stepped forward, but before he could finish speaking, Mo Chen pocketed the Imperial Heaven Sword. "What are you doing? Trying to steal my sword!"
Mu Xiu gave an awkward laugh. "This Imperial Heaven Sword belongs to my Sword Pavilion, I'm afraid..."
"Huh? The wind is too strong, I didn't hear what you said!" Mo Chen said, picking at his ear.
Mu Xiu was speechless.
Cui Ming stepped forward and said, "Elder Mu Xiu, this Huangtian Sword is not meant for our Sword Pavilion. Moreover, this precious sword is meant for a hero, so we need not force it."
Mo Chen smiled upon hearing Cui Ming's words. "Hmm, very farsighted! Not bad, not bad!"
"Young brother, are you a friend of Yin Yang?" Cui Ming looked at Mo Chen with a smile.
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