Chapter 230: Too Much Bullying
The third senior sister clapped her hands three times, and Master Hua Xuan and others who were dancing in the field stopped.
The dancers stopped dancing and the music stopped.
When the monks at the main table in the inner room heard something was wrong, they all put down their wine glasses and looked towards the door.
When he found out that the people causing trouble were two cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, the tension on his face disappeared and was replaced by a look of contempt.
The leading male cultivator, dressed in brocade robes, rested one arm on the back of his chair and placed one leg on the side of the table. He swung his leg and raised his voice arrogantly, asking:
"Where did this fool come from to mess up my Divine Will Sect?"
The eldest sister ignored him and looked directly at Master Hua Xuan in the field: "Master, you have walked into the wrong room. Come with me."
Hua Xuan looked at the two monks confronting each other in embarrassment, not daring to move.
The boss hid at the door and didn't dare to do anything.
In the world of cultivation, the strong are kings. He supports whichever side wins. Even if the loser brings his men to attack him, he can say that he was coerced into doing so, and the fire will not burn him anyway.
The third sister tapped his shoulder with her magic sword and shouted, "Are you deaf? Let's go!"
Hua Xuan bowed to the monks from the Shenyi Sect and turned to walk towards the door.
"Did this Immortal Lord let you go?"
Hua Xuan had just taken a step when a chopstick flew across the sky and stuck next to her foot. If it had deviated a little, it would have pierced her foot.
Hua Xuan was so frightened that she paled and collapsed to the ground.
The eldest sister looked indifferently at the brocade-robed male cultivator who had attacked. "He bullies others by taking advantage of his power and eats and drinks without paying his debts. Is this the quality of your sect's disciples?"
The male cultivator raised his nose: "What do you want?"
The eldest sister said, "I paid for Hua Xuan. Either you return the money to me, or he comes with me."
The male cultivator's nostrils lifted even higher. "What if I don't want to pay back the money, and I don't want you to take the person away?"
"Then I can only discipline you on behalf of the Divine Will Sect," the eldest sister sneered, "Draw your sword."
"Brother Zhang, and this stranger fellow." The woman sitting next to the brocade-robed male cultivator stood up and walked between them. "We are out here to have fun tonight. Let's not damage our harmony over a lowly mermaid slave."
The female cultivator politely asked the senior sister: "You look familiar. I remember seeing you before. You seem to be from the Qingzheng Sect—"
Since the eldest sister was recognized, she admitted it, "Zhang Ying."
"Oh, Zhang Ying." The female cultivator repeated with ulterior motives.
She specifically emphasized to the male cultivator in brocade robes, "Senior Brother Zhang, her name is Zhang Ying, and yours is Zhang Ying-jun. Your names differ by only one character, what a coincidence."
The arrogant male cultivator named Zhang Yingjun looked as if his reverse scale had been touched, and his expression became even uglier.
The female cultivator continued, "Senior Sister Zhang Ying, do you still remember me? I am Ru Xiashan."
The eldest sister looked at the female cultivator's beautiful yet somewhat stiff face and asked in confusion, "Ru Xiashan? Why do you look different than before? Did you have plastic surgery?"
Ru Xiashan's smile disappeared when the truth about her beauty was revealed.
The eldest sister came to her senses: "Did you do this on purpose?"
Ru Xiashan was once a disciple of the outer sect of the Qingzheng Sect. She had a good talent for cultivation, but was sent back home a few years ago because of her conduct.
How can I describe her? She likes to watch the fun.
In order to have different fun every day, she would sow discord among the people around her and constantly create conflicts, "Second Sister, Third Sister said bad things about you in front of me", "Sixth Brother, Seventh Brother said you stole the magic weapon of your roommate", "Junior Sister Liu, is the article you wrote implying that the sect is bad? Come out and explain to us", and when people fought to the death, she stood aside and watched with relish.
There are many such scumbags in society. They are from wealthy families and have no lack of love, but they just like to see others suffer misfortune. The eldest sister didn't know what their mentality was. She directly collected evidence and sent Ru Xiashan away.
Therefore, he was hated.
The eldest sister understood, and she said how coincidental it was that she came to spend money tonight and happened to encounter someone looking for trouble.
It was simply that she had come to Yanxianlou to book a room before and was seen by Ru Xiashan, who then brought people to take revenge on her.
Zhang Yingjun had other concerns: "Who is worthy of having the same name as this Immortal Lord?"
Zhang Yingjun is an immortal with a first-class talent for cultivating immortals. He has been admired by others since he was a child and has a high opinion of himself.
He felt that his name would spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation in the future, and those who had the same name as him were deliberately trying to take advantage of his fame.
When he was at home, he had personally beaten to death a servant with the same name as him.
People like Zhang Yingjun are even more hateful than Ru Xiashan. Relying on her family background, she has an inexplicable sense of superiority and does not treat ordinary people as human beings.
He directly ordered the eldest sister: "You must change your name today, right here, in front of everyone."
The eldest sister faced a room full of weirdos, and had nothing to say. She simply drew her sword and asked, "Who goes first?"
When she came to seek an explanation, she had already asked her boss about the strength of the monks of the Divine Will Sect.
The strongest ones, Zhang Yingjun and Ru Xiashan, are both in the middle stage of foundation building, while the others are mostly in the Qi Refining stage.
She is in the late stage of foundation building, and her third junior sister is in the middle stage of foundation building. They will not lose in a fight.
Unfortunately, the eldest sister was not like Ye Xiaoman who grew up in society, and she still underestimated the bottom line of human nature.
Zhang Yingjun and Ru Xiashan looked at each other and laughed.
The other monks also laughed, stood up from the table and gathered behind Zhang Yingjun.
"Fight you one by one? Do you think we're stupid?"
Zhang Yingjun drew his sword: "Let's attack together!"
"25 people against 2 people, the advantage is on me!"
The senior sister next to Ye Xiaoman stretched her neck to look, "Senior Sister and the others have been gone for so long, why haven't they returned yet?"
Several people stood up and said, "Let's go and take a look."
Ye Xiaoman wanted to follow.
Someone pushed him back down by his shoulders and said, "The kid is watching the house."
These senior sisters also disappeared without a trace.
The rest of the group waited, feeling uneasy.
"Let's go find the sisters."
Someone suggested it, and Ye Xiaoman followed the group out of the box.
The traces of the senior sisters are easy to find.
As soon as I left the house, I heard guests sitting in the public drinking area saying, "Two groups of monks are fighting."
You don’t even need to ask “where to play”, just follow the lively crowd and the faint noise, and you will find your destination.
The architectural layout of Yanxian Tower is a Chinese character "回" (Hui) surrounded by four main buildings. There is an open space in the center, like the "口" in the center of the Chinese character "回", where an open-air stage is built. Usually, some young actors perform acrobatics or sing operas here.
Tonight, the performance was temporarily interrupted, and guests and performers crowded around the periphery, all looking up in the same direction, watching the excitement.
There were three layers of people inside and outside, and it was completely blocked.
Ye Xiaoman squeezed to the front and looked up.
Ye Xiaoman happened to see that there was a hole in the wall on the fifth floor of the colorful building in front of her. A female cultivator was spitting blood and was thrown down from the hole.
"Wow!" the crowd exclaimed.
"Senior Sister Chen!"
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