“Pftt… Ahahahaha~~~!!! Haha~~~!! Haaaahhh~~~” hearing the words that the head disciple of the Purple Lightning Temple had to say, Wu Xiaoyao starts laughing, pulling the attention of the Purple Lightning Temple disciple, as well as his older brother’s.
“Is there something so funny about that?” the head disciple of the Purple Lightning Temple asked while checking Wu Xiaoyao out, unable to stop himself from gulping as he witnesses the stunning appearance of the bubbly young lady.
“Other than you sounding extremely retarded, then I think there’s nothing else” Wu Xiaoyao replies while wiping the bits of tears in the corner of her eyes from all the laughter she just had before clinging to her older brother, looking up at his face, his expression more of an amused one rather than offended.
“You… those are the words passed to me by my master… I suggest you be careful of your words little lady of the Extreme Martial Sect or else I will─” before the head disciple of the Purple Lightning Temple could finish his words, he stopped as he suddenly felt a looming threat to his life, making him scan the surroundings and look around, only for his gaze to end up on the immortal-like young man’s eyes.
“I just met this little imp today but after all our interaction, I already treats her as a part of my family… and what I hate the most are people threatening them…” Wu Xiaotian said as murderous aura starts coming out of him, the head disciple of the Purple Lightning Temple, as well as all the people still conscious starts having difficulties in breathing, their hearts beating so loudly that they can hear it from the outside.
“I suggest you pick your next words wisely… or else it is not only memories that you will lose once you return to your cowardly excuse of a sect” Wu Xiaotian said with the threatening look not leaving his eyes, the only one not feeling the weight of death on their shoulders being the young lady standing right next to him, still normally standing as if there’s nothing uncomfortable around her.
“Do we come to an understanding, Head Disciple?” Wu Xiaotian said, enunciating the young man’s title, causing him to feel humiliated, just standing there helplessly despite the clear difference between their cultivation realms.
Still looking at Wu Xiaotian with seething hatred, he nods, prompting the immortal-like young man to release him, and much to his expectation, the head disciple young man truly attacks him once he turns his back.
“FOOL!!! How dare you let your guard down in front of a Soul Formation Realm genius!!! HAHAHAHA!!!” the disciple from the Purple Lightning Temple shouts as he pulls out a spear from his spatial ring, thrusting it forward to Wu Xiaotian’s back, his sister seeing it and trying to warn him but it’s too late.
“The nerve of this retard to call himself a genius…” holding the tip of the spear between his fingers, Wu Xiaotian said, more as a statement rather than mocking the guy, his face expressionless as he looks at the perpetrator of the attack, now with his pupils shrinking and body shaking from the sheer terror he feels, the expressionless face of the young man even more terrifying that his threatening one.
“Xiaoyao… how will you consider yourself as a cultivator?” out of nowhere, the immortal-like young man’s face changes its expression into a doting one as he looks at the bubbly young lady, making the people in the surrounding confused.
Hearing her older brother’s question, Wu Xiaoyao thinks that she somehow understood his objective, causing her to go into a contemplating look as she replies, “Hmmm… let’s see, I should be considered pretty good in my cultivation realm, my dear big brother, but I don’t think of myself as that much of a genius”
“Hear that retard? If my dear little sister has the same cultivation as you, your face will wipe the floor if you fight her, so what is it that makes you think that you’re a genius?” Wu Xiaotian asked, his face returning to the expressionless one, but this time with a hint of curiosity as he scans his opponent, his mind genuinely intrigued how can such level of arrogance develop.
“You… let go of my spear now you bastard!!!” seeing that the weapon in his hand refuses to budge whether he push or pull, the head disciple of the Purple Lightning Temple shouts, pulling another weapon from his spatial ring to try and catch his opponent off guard, only for his attack to be blocked by the immortal-like young man’s hand again.
As he tries to pull back, he saw something that causes him to stiffen in place, the immortal-like young man smiling at him with the same manic smile that the lady has when she was beating up the disciples of the Extreme Martial Sect, making him feel like he’s about to experience something that will drastically change his entire life, negatively at that.
“You attacked first, so I guess it is fair for me to attack as well, right?” Wu Xiaotian said, bearing the same manic smile on his face as his hand starts glowing white, eventually turning into something that appears to be ethereal before he swings it on his opponent.
Slash…
“Huh…” as the head disciple of the Purple Lightning Temple looks in confusion as he doesn’t notice anything happening, his mind already starts celebrating and thinking of ways to mock the immortal-like young man thinking that he doesn’t have the guts to do anything that will substantially damage him, only for a gut-wrenching scream to come out of his mouth, purely from the sheer pain spreading out of his body from his left arm.
From where his arm once was, only twitching and cauterized flesh remains, the pain from his muscles burning causing him to curl on the ground, using his other hand to cover the flesh as he squirms all around.
“First, the Extreme Martial Sect, and then your Purple Lightning Temple, there’s just no shortage of jealous and ambitious bastards that wants to control me huh…” Wu Xiaotian said openly, intending to mock the two forces, as well as the ones who made a deal with them just to try and suppress him.
“I’ve had enough of your shits, tell whoever the fuck sent you that they can send whoever trash they want wherever and whenever they want, it makes no difference for me anyways” he declared as he looks down on the young man rolling on the ground, using his sword to sever his other arm as well, the other disciples of the Purple Lightning Temple trembling in fear as they just witnessed the strongest among them, a bona fide Soul Formation Realm expert getting completely destroyed by a Core Formation Realm cultivator, striking a deep trauma in their mind, most likely turning into mental demon once time goes by.
“Oh, one last thing, it doesn’t matter if you threaten me, my mother always thought me that gratitude are meant to be paid at least thrice, and grievances at least tens of times, so yeah, you better stop your illusion of me joining your pathetic excuses of sects” Wu Xiaotian added as he removes his gaze from the young man on the ground and directs it to the rest of the Purple Lightning Sect disciples, his gaze sending shivers down everyone’s spines.
“This is not the end!!! You!! And even the Heavenly Secret Tower will regret this!!!” the head disciple of the Purple Lightning Temple screamed in hatred, only for him to be ignored by who he’s talking to.
“Allow me to send you off” the immortal-like young man said, waving his hand in an upward motion, lifting the entirety of the Purple Lightning Temple’s people, their arms exploding into bits of flesh and puddle of blood causing them to scream, before all of them got hurled into different direction all of them moving away from the Golden Spirit Pool.
