Ning Xi clutched her hand, blood flowing continuously. There was nothing to stop the pain, and she felt like she was about to faint. Her eyes were filled with hatred, and she wanted to kill Xu Yuehuai, but now she was too weak to even think about such things.
"Alright, now that you've vented your anger, I'll take my men and leave." Sect Leader Ning watched as the blood on her hands increased, and if it wasn't treated, it might endanger her life.
Just as they were about to leave, Xu Yuehuai stopped them, saying, "Wait, this isn't over yet. This is only the end of one part. There's still another part. When we were fighting, I was talking about the tendons in our hands and feet. Now we only have the tendons in our hands, but there are still the tendons in our feet."
"Don't push your luck! Do you think our Zhentian Clan has no one left?!" Sect Master Ning's expression changed repeatedly as he pointed at Xu Yuehuai through gritted teeth, seeing that she still wouldn't give up.
Xu Yuehuai spread his hands, his face innocent, but in the next second, he swiftly struck Ning Xi. Ning Xi knelt on the ground, her head tilted back to the sky, her eyes filled with endless pain. Her screams pierced the sky, as if she wanted to completely transmit her pain to everyone.
Sect Master Ning was taken aback by Xu Yuehuai's audacity. His expression froze instantly. He turned to look at Xu Yuehuai, gritting his teeth, and said, "You Qingtao Valley, very well, you actually dared to make a move! Do you even know what you're doing? Do you think my Zhentian Clan doesn't exist? Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of the people of Qingtao Valley!"
As he spoke, Sect Leader Ning drew his longsword and began to attack Xu Yuehuai. Zi Sangyi, who was standing nearby, saw this and immediately stopped him, saying, "Why can't you accept defeat? Losing is losing. Besides, when did it become your place to talk about the meat of our Qingtao Valley? We don't need your help to educate us at all. It's utterly absurd!"
"Get out of my way!" Sect Leader Ning said in an unfriendly tone when he saw Zi Sangyi blocking his way.
"You're about to kill my disciple, and now you want me to step aside? Isn't that incredibly stupid?" Zi Sangyi's eyes were filled with sarcasm as she looked at Sect Leader Ning as if he were a dead man.
On the other side, the elder of the Ying family panicked upon seeing this scene, gesturing wildly as he looked at the ancient man, "Hurry up and take action! They've already started fighting! If we don't stop them now, what if something even more serious happens? This is the Grand Competition! How can something like this happen during such a serious event as the Grand Competition!"
The elder of the Ying family was afraid that this little incident would delay his grand plan, and wanted the men of the ancient clan to step in and stop it. But when he looked back at the man next to him, he saw that he looked indifferent and even shrugged and said, "What's your hurry? Now you should just watch the show and see how your sects lead everyone to their destruction, see how they fight amongst themselves. Don't you think it's all very interesting? You all talk about righteousness, but at a time like this, you're still arguing and not pointing your swords at the enemy."
The man spoke these words with sarcasm, each word uttered with a hint of disgust in his eyes, as if he felt a mixture of loathing and revulsion towards this group of people.
The elder of the Ying family, who was standing to the side, listened to the words of the ancient man and suddenly felt that what he said made sense. But today, these things were not only for his grand plan, but also because he needed these people to feed his grand plan as a sacrifice!
This farce ended after Zi Sangyi and Sect Leader Ning exchanged a single blow. Sect Leader Ning was well aware that he wouldn't gain any advantage if he fought Zi Sangyi, so he figured it was better to save face than to continue fighting like this.
Ning Xi was still kneeling on the ground. Her Achilles tendons had been severed, and she was unable to stand up. Her body was covered in blood, and she stared blankly ahead. No one knew what she was thinking at that moment. When Sect Leader Ning saw his daughter like this, he felt no pity, only disgust. He was disgusted that she had failed to do well and had her tendons severed.
Isn't all of this her own fault? Who else can she blame? Thinking this, Sect Master Ning snorted coldly and ordered two people to carry her away.
He followed them to the back room, putting on an act of a caring father and a loving sect leader who cherishes his disciples and daughter.
Upon arriving at the room, the two disciples hurriedly went to fetch a physician, wanting to come and examine Ning Xi. Sect Master Ning did not stop them, but his eyes showed great impatience. After everyone had left, he whispered in Ning Xi's ear, "If I were you, already in this state, there would be no hope of survival. I should just die. Why continue living in this world?"
"You shameful thing, always doing such outrageous things. Do you even remember how I taught you when you were little? Is this how you repay me?" Sect Leader Ning vented his anger.
Hearing these words, Ning Xi on the bed moved her head slightly. She remembered her childhood. Sect Leader Ning had always been very strict with her, wanting to raise her into a perfect person. But in reality, how could there be a perfect person?
So from a young age, she suffered a lot of bullying, all of which came from her father. By the time she had the ability to fight back, it was too late. The damage that Sect Leader Ning had done to her had penetrated to the bone, leaving her unsure of how to deal with it all, as if these were things she was supposed to have done long ago.
Ningxi thought that this was probably how her life would be.
She was able to take the position of the senior sister of the Zhentian Clan not because of Sect Master Ning.
Although Ning was already an elder of the Zhentian Clan when Ning Xi was born, he was merely a nominal elder with no real power. However, such a position made him highly susceptible to various forms of power struggles, and Ning lost his mind in this battle, becoming frantically determined to become the sect leader.
Since Ning Xi became the senior sister of the Zhentian Clan, the status of Sect Master Ning and Elder Ning has been elevated. However, he is not satisfied with these advancements; he wants more.
After the death of the Zhentian Clan's patriarch, he transformed the Zhentian Clan into what it is today, bringing them under his control and managing the area through various means.
Ning Xi's eyes were unfocused. When she was little, she had endured inhuman torture. In the sweltering summer, Sect Leader Ning would make her go outside to practice. Under the blazing sun, she had to practice frantically just to get a bite to eat. If the stone pillar in front of her hadn't been broken, she would have no food for the day. But how could a little girl like her have such strength?
She could only keep trying, and trying again, in order to get some care and love in this way.
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