SFS Chapter 1703 Never to set foot here again!
Chapter 1703 Never to set foot here again!
Ran Xixi turned around and saw that it was that disgusting guy.
At that moment, the man was rubbing his hands together, approaching with a fake smile, his eyes brazenly sizing her up.
They were so close they could smell the nauseating stench of alcohol.
A surge of evil fire rushed straight to Ran Qianqian's crown!
She already had a fiery temper, and she had already tolerated it once inside the palace, all for the sake of Mingchuan and the bigger picture. She never expected that this bastard would dare to follow her out and put on such a disgusting face!
"apologize?"
Ran Qianqian laughed in fury, her beautiful face covered with frost, and her eyes flashed with a dangerous light. "With your thieving eyes and your foul mouth? You think you're worthy?"
Seeing that she didn't immediately call for help but instead made sarcastic remarks, the disciple assumed she was just being stubborn and shy. Emboldened, he took another half step forward and reached out to touch Ran Qianqian's slender wrist.
"Why must you be so aloof, fairy? I have fallen for you at first sight. If only I could have your favor..."
"Damn your ancestors!"
Before she could finish speaking, Ran Qianqian didn't bother to say anything more. Without even using much spiritual power, she swiftly raised her leg and delivered a vicious knee strike, hitting the disciple's unsuspecting abdomen with perfect accuracy!
"Ugh—!"
A short, shrill scream was abruptly choked back down his throat. The disciple's eyes bulged out, and he felt as if his internal organs had been displaced. The excruciating pain caused him to curl up like a shrimp, unable to even breathe.
This is not over yet!
Ran Qianqian's movements were fluid and graceful. In the instant he bent over and cried out in pain, her right hand formed a claw and grabbed his outstretched wrist with ghostly speed, twisting it sharply in the opposite direction!
"Crack!"
The teeth-grinding sound of bones cracking could be clearly heard!
"Ah—!!!" This time, it was an uncontrollable scream.
Immediately afterwards, Ran Qianqian delivered a swift and sharp chop to the side of the disciple's neck, accompanied by the sound of wind breaking through the air!
"Oh!"
The disciple's screams stopped abruptly. His eyes rolled back, and his body slumped to the ground like a rag doll, unconscious. White foam and blood trickled from the corners of his mouth, and his wrists twisted unnaturally, making him look utterly miserable!
The whole process took only two or three breaths!
Clean and neat, without any delay!
Ran Qianqian patted non-existent dust off her hands, snorted coldly, looked at the puddle of mud on the ground, and spat: "Pah! What kind of trash is this, daring to disgust me like this!"
You should know that when she accompanied Mingchuan to the Spirit Realm from the mortal realm with Ye Yan, she was the one who made the most thorough preparations!
This kind of stuff is simply not good enough!
Just as Ran Qianqian rolled her eyes and was about to leave, hurried footsteps came from the entrance of the covered bridge.
Mingchuan was the first to appear. He had clearly sensed the fluctuations in spiritual energy and the screams, and his expression was stern.
Following closely behind were Ah Xiong, Ji Zhou, and Leng Xi, Dong Chu Yan, and others who looked worried.
Ah Xiong was immediately amused by the situation.
"As expected of my sister-in-law, she's decisive and swift in her actions, so impressive! It wouldn't be an exaggeration to gouge out the eyes of this rude little ant!"
Ran Qianqian gave a haughty snort.
Mingchuan strode over to Ran Qianqian's side, his gaze quickly sweeping over her entire body: "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"
"This is all the stuff I've got?" Ran Qianqian raised her chin arrogantly and said, "Even ten more wouldn't be enough for me to warm up!"
Seeing that she was indeed unharmed, Mingchuan breathed a sigh of relief. He then turned his gaze to the unconscious man on the ground, his eyes instantly turning icy cold.
At this moment, several of the disciple's fellow disciples and an elder from his sect rushed over in a panic. When they saw the horrific scene on the ground, especially the twisted and deformed wrist, their faces turned deathly pale.
"What...what's going on?!"
The elder was both shocked and furious, and looked at Mingchuan, "Sect Master Mingchuan, why did your sect resort to such drastic measures?!"
"Heavy blows?" Before Mingchuan could speak, Ah Xiong stepped forward, pointing at the elder's nose and angrily shouting, "Open your dog eyes and see clearly! This bastard followed our sect's elder to a secluded place with malicious intent! We've already shown him face by not killing him on the spot!"
Ji Zhou's voice was even colder: "Elder Zong Ran was only acting in self-defense, and he acted with great restraint. According to the rules of my Battle Hall, anyone who dares to offend like this would already be a corpse."
The elder was speechless. He knew the character of his disciples, and seeing Ran Qianqian's icy and still angry appearance, as well as the united spirit of the Wan Chuan Sect members, he was already seven or eight parts convinced and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Mingchuan spoke slowly, his voice carrying an undeniable authority that clearly reached the ears of everyone present:
“Your sect’s disciple made frivolous and insinuating remarks in the hall, and I have already warned him. Instead of repenting, he has become even more brazen, following my sect’s core elders to a secluded place to make lewd remarks and even attempting to physically assault them.”
With each word he spoke, the elder's face paled further, and the other guests around him looked at the unconscious disciple with increasing disdain.
"Such behavior is not merely rudeness, but a blatant provocation and insult to my Wanchuan Sect!"
Mingchuan's eyes were sharp as knives as he stared at the elder: "Today, my Wanchuan Sect is opening its doors to welcome guests from all directions, and we value treating everyone with courtesy. But this courtesy is for friends who know how to respect others and have good intentions! Not for lecherous rogues like this who are courteous and have ulterior motives!"
He paused, then spoke with absolute certainty:
“Ah Xiong, Jizhou.”
"Brother Ming!"
"Crush this fiend's cultivation, sever his meridians, and throw him out of the sect! From this day forward, he shall be placed on the Wan Chuan Sect's unwelcome list and never be allowed to set foot here again!"
"Yes!" Ah Xiong and Ji Zhou stepped forward without hesitation, ready to take action.
"Wait! Sect Master Mingchuan! Show mercy!" The elder panicked and knelt down with a thud. "It's my fault for not disciplining him properly! Please, Sect Master, forgive him this time, considering his youth and ignorance, and the fact that he had a few too many drinks! His cultivation... his cultivation cannot be ruined!"
"Young and ignorant? Had a few too many drinks?" Mingchuan said coldly, "That's no excuse for making a mistake, much less an excuse for insulting others!"
If we let them off lightly today, will everyone be able to run rampant in my Wanchuan Sect under the influence of alcohol in the future? Where will our sect's dignity be? Where will the safety of our disciples be?!
He didn't give the other party a chance to plead again, and with a wave of his hand, he said decisively: "Execute!"
Without further hesitation, Ah Xiong and Ji Zhou's eyes flashed, and they attacked at the same time!
Ah Xiong pressed his large hand against the unconscious disciple's dantian, and a domineering and blazing spiritual power suddenly invaded, instantly shattering the spiritual power foundation that the disciple had painstakingly cultivated for many years!
Ji Zhou then pointed his fingers like swords and swiftly struck several vital acupoints on the victim's body, severing his main meridians with penetrating force!
Even while unconscious, the disciple's body convulsed violently, his face drained of color instantly, and his aura weakened to the extreme. His cultivation was completely destroyed, and he was forever barred from the Great Dao. Even becoming an ordinary mortal was a luxury for him!
The two moved swiftly and decisively, then lifted the limp body like a dead dog and strode towards the mountain gate, their backs showing resolute determination.
"Do not--!"
The elder let out a desperate cry, collapsed to the ground, his face ashen!
Although their sect is not large, the child who was just dragged away was still one of their sect's prides!
But now this disciple is finished!
And their sect has completely offended the newly emerging behemoth, the Wan Chuan Sect, today!
The disciples behind him were trembling with fear, not daring to even lift their heads...