It turned out that at the exact moment Lu Ming clashed with the Foundation Establishment cultivator, Big Yellow had also engaged in a fight with another Qi Refining cultivator.
Meanwhile, the Qi Refining disciple whom Big Yellow had kicked away earlier had targeted Huang Tianbao.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the Qi Refining cultivator looked at the pale Huang Tianbao, who was holding up a massive sword, and sneered, “Kid, kneel down and kowtow to your father, and I’ll spare your life...”
Huang Tianbao felt incredibly guilty at this moment. It was all his fault.
If he hadn’t brought out the mourning cloth for his eldest senior brother to use, they wouldn't have run into this trouble.
Hearing the Qi Refining cultivator's words, Huang Tianbao's eyes suddenly lit up: “If I kneel, can you spare my eldest senior brother and second senior brother's lives? You don't have to spare mine.”
Hearing this, the Qi Refining cultivator was stunned. Once he processed it, he burst into an even more arrogant laugh: “Hahaha... Sure! If you kneel down and beg your father for mercy, I'll have my senior brother spare their lives. My senior brother is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, you know!”
Thud.
Before the Qi Refining cultivator could even finish his sentence, Huang Tianbao fell straight to his knees: “Please, Father, spare my senior brother's life.”
Seeing Huang Tianbao actually kneel, the Qi Refining cultivator was momentarily stunned.
What was going on? Why did this guy actually kneel to him?
He even called him “father.” Was this guy an idiot?
“Hahaha—”
But before his smug laughter could fully escape his throat, it choked right in his windpipe.
He felt a sudden, sharp pain in his dantian.
The Qi Refining cultivator was instantly shocked. What was going on?
Upon checking his internal state, he discovered that an old dantian injury from several years ago had suddenly flared up.
Hadn't he already recovered from that? Not daring to delay, he hurriedly popped a recovery pill into his mouth.
Right at that moment, Huang Tianbao turned to the other Qi Refining cultivator who was fighting Big Yellow and shouted, “Please, Father, spare my senior brother's life as well...”
Boom!
The peak Qi Refining cultivator, who was already being suppressed and beaten by Big Yellow, was instantly sent flying by a kick from Big Yellow's paw.
“Pfft...” He spat out a mouthful of blood.
He was still completely dazed. I clearly should have been able to dodge that kick, so why didn't I?
Just as Huang Tianbao was about to call out to the Foundation Establishment cultivator, the Golden Core cultivator of the Chixia Sect descended.
“How audacious! To dare injure the disciples of my Chixia Sect!” the Chixia Sect's Golden Core cultivator roared in fury.
Seeing his sect's disciples injured, his cold gaze swept over the two men and one dog.
“You are actually demonic cultivators using evil arts to harm others... Today, I shall rid the cultivation world of this scourge!”
The Golden Core cultivator felt certain that Lu Ming and his companions had used some sort of evil technique.
Otherwise, how could Lu Ming, a mere Qi Refining cultivator, possibly defeat a Foundation Establishment disciple?
Without giving them a chance to explain, the Golden Core cultivator's eyes turned cold. He raised his hand slightly, and a majestic wave of spiritual energy gathered in his palm, condensing into a sphere of light.
Sensing the intense aura of danger, Lu Ming couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Where is my savior? I'm the protagonist, and I'm about to die here! Or if there's going to be some sudden accident, hurry up and happen already!
“Stop!”
Just as Lu Ming was mobilizing the Weapon Vault inside his body, intending to hurl it out to see if it would act as his savior, just in case the Weapon Vault really was his saving grace, the long-awaited savior finally made his appearance.
Hearing the voice, the Golden Core cultivator turned his head and saw that it was actually a Foundation Establishment disciple from the Haoran Sect.
He hesitated for a moment before pulling back his attack.
He didn't understand why the Haoran Sect was stopping him.
“Senior, the Qingshan Sect is a friend of our Haoran Sect. May I ask what has occurred here?” Su Xin asked in a clear voice.
Su Xin was precisely the person Ye Fan had arranged to rescue Lu Ming.
As it turned out, after Ye Fan left the Sect Master's residence, he had intended to check if the Qingshan Sect had arrived.
In the end, he had wandered around in a massive circle. If not for that giant white flag, he might not have been able to find the Qingshan Sect at all.
After all, the Qingshan Sect's camp was incredibly small. Who could have known that the moment he located Lu Ming, he would find them being cornered by a Golden Core cultivator from the Chixia Sect?
Ye Fan realized this wouldn't do. If Lu Ming died at someone else's hands, how was he supposed to get his revenge?
Thus, he had instructed Su Xin, who was by his side, to go over and help.
Hearing Su Xin's words, the Chixia Sect's Golden Core cultivator was also taken aback.
Once he snapped out of it, he hurriedly said, “Young friend, this is all a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding...”
At the same time, he couldn't help but curse inwardly: These three disciples are a bunch of absolute idiots. Of all the people to bully, they had to kick a steel plate. They deserved to get beaten up.
At this moment, the faces of the three Chixia Sect disciples also turned pale.
How on earth does a sect so dirt-poor that they only have a broken tent actually have a connection with the Haoran Sect?
If you had this kind of backing, why didn't you say so earlier? Aren't you just setting people up to make a mistake?
Meanwhile, Lu Ming heard Su Xin's inquiry.
Even though he didn't understand why the other party was helping him, it didn't affect his performance in the slightest!
“Senior Brother of the Haoran Sect! You must stand up for us!” Lu Ming wailed directly, giving Su Xin quite a fright.
Lu Ming didn't care about that and continued to cry out, “We had just set up our tent when they came over here and told us to get lost... They even wanted to stew my junior brother in a hotpot!”
Hearing this, Su Xin abruptly looked up at the Chixia Sect's Golden Core cultivator.
Is the Chixia Sect a demonic sect? They actually eat people?
The Golden Core cultivator was also startled. Eating people was no small matter. Could these disciples be practicing some evil art?
“What is the meaning of this?”
The Foundation Establishment disciple trembled in fear and quickly pointed at Big Yellow: “Elder Ding... it's a misunderstanding... it's all a misunderstanding! We were talking about that dog!”
As he spoke, he pointed at Big Yellow.
Seeing that it was Big Yellow, both Su Xin and Elder Ding let out a sigh of relief.
Then, the Foundation Establishment disciple continued to explain: “It's just that they used mourning cloth to disgust us, so we were only trying to scare them a little...”
“What do you mean we used mourning cloth to disgust you? That is our sect flag! Besides, there's no rule saying we can't use mourning cloth to make a flag, is there?”
Hearing Lu Ming's words, Su Xin looked up at the flag, his lips twitching.
He had truly never seen any sect use mourning cloth as their banner.
Right then, Lu Ming's voice rang out again: “Senior Brother of the Haoran Sect, they even forced my junior brother to kneel, and he's just an ordinary mortal who hasn't even cultivated!”
Hearing this, Su Xin was at a loss for words.
What was a mortal who hadn't cultivated doing here anyway? Wasn't that just seeking death?
“I... I...”
The Chixia Sect's Qi Refining cultivator was just about to speak, only to be interrupted by Huang Tianbao's sorrowful cry: “Senior Brother of the Haoran Sect, you must obtain justice for me! He forced me to kneel down and call them his father!”
Su Xin's lips twitched. He cast a peculiar look at Elder Ding. Killing someone is one thing, but your sect's disciples sure have some unique hobbies!
Elder Ding's eyelids twitched as he glared fiercely at the three disciples.
What kind of sickness did they have, wanting to be everyone's father and dad?
Meanwhile, Lu Ming and Big Yellow both stared with wide eyes at that Qi Refining cultivator, unable to stop themselves from looking at him with deep admiration...
What a brave warrior! To actually dare to act as Huang Tianbao's father... Did he not know how Huang Tianbao's biological father died?
Struck by a bolt from the blue! Literally struck by lightning out of nowhere!
The Qi Refining cultivator felt his hair stand on end from their stares.
Once the shock wore off, Lu Ming spoke up once more: “You must compensate us... This is simply too much bullying!”
Regardless of whether their connection with the Haoran Sect was one of mutual exploitation, nepotism, or outright hostility, since there was an opportunity to leverage it now, he was absolutely going to use it.
“You're the ones who are too much! You beat us up, and yet you're demanding compensation from us...” the Chixia Sect's Foundation Establishment disciple cried out in sheer grievance.
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