Just as the members of the Guiyi Sword Sect were wondering what was going on with Xiao Chen and his group, they saw Lu Ming, Big Yellow, and the others slowly walking out of the house.
“Good evening!” Lu Ming looked up and greeted the group from the Guiyi Sword Sect.
“Oh... right...” The Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect was startled for a moment, then quickly replied after coming to his senses. After all, the other party had greeted him, and it would be impolite not to respond.
Then, they saw Lu Ming and his group approach Xiao Chen and the rest of the attackers. Just as they were curious about what Lu Ming would do, they remembered that these people’s identities were not simple; among them was even the grandson of the Tiansheng Sect’s Grand Elder.
Then, they watched as Lu Ming and his group nimbly collected the storage bags of Xiao Chen and his entire entourage.
“Share the spoils!” Lu Ming said as he tossed several storage bags to the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect. He had heard the warning from the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect just now.
Lu Ming had always been a man who clearly distinguished between gratitude and grudges; he would repay kindness and avenge wrongs. Although it was just a simple warning, he still acknowledged the favor.
Receiving the storage bags, the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect looked both surprised and bewildered! He hadn’t done anything! How did he end up sharing the loot?
“Saint of the Qingshan Sect, I haven't done anything to deserve this. I cannot accept it!”
Whoosh!
Lu Ming, Big Yellow, and the others suddenly turned their heads to look at the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect. “You’re looking down on us?”
“Huh?” The Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect was stunned. How could he possibly look down on them? It was already good enough that they didn't despise him for being poor!
“No... not at all. Thank you for the gift, Fellow Daoist!” The Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect tucked the storage bags away and bowed in thanks. Since the other party had put it that way, being overly humble would just make him look pretentious. At most, he would just help him hack a few people later to return the favor...
Lu Ming waved his hand. “No need for thanks!”
Just as the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect and his group were wondering how Lu Ming intended to handle Xiao Chen and the others, a scene that left them dumbfounded appeared before their eyes.
Rip...
The sound of tearing fabric rang out. Lu Ming and his group were stripping Xiao Chen and the others of their clothes.
“Ah... what are you doing? You’ve already robbed us of our wealth, you can’t rob us of our virtue too! Ah... I am the Saint of the Lingqi Sect... My grandfather is the Grand Elder of the Tiansheng Sect!”
Xiao Chen and the others turned pale with fright, unable to stop themselves from screaming repeatedly. When Lu Ming took their storage bags just now, they hadn't resisted. After all, it was normal and reasonable to have one’s storage bag confiscated after being captured. But stripping them now was going too far! They were willing to part with their wealth, but not their bodies!
“Hehehe... scream all you want, no one is coming to save you!” Wang Defa laughed heartily as he stripped the clothes off the Saint of the Lingqi Sect.
Seeing this scene, the members of the Guiyi Sword Sect were also incredibly shocked. Were... were the Saint of the Qingshan Sect and his group’s tastes this unique? Oh... what should they do? Sigh! Forget it! Let’s just respect other people’s hobbies!
Just as the members of the Guiyi Sword Sect were preparing to keep watch for Lu Ming and the others—after all, this was a bit too unrestrained for a courtyard—they saw Lu Ming pull out several giant iron poles, each dozens of zhang tall.
This made the Guiyi Sword Sect even more curious. He... he wouldn't be planning to roast Xiao Chen and the others like skewers, would he? That wouldn't do; he could support unconventional love, but he couldn't support cannibalism.
He was just about to return the storage bags to Lu Ming when they saw Xiao Chen and the others being tied to the top of the iron poles, hoisted into the air to sway in the wind. To prevent them from shouting, Lu Ming and his group had stuffed a stinky sock into each of their mouths.
Don’t ask how they knew the socks were stinky. Because there weren't enough socks, Lu Ming had borrowed some from them. As a helpful neighbor, when one's neighbor is in trouble, one must naturally help without hesitation! Besides, it was just a few stinky socks.
As for fearing an offense against the Tiansheng Sect, the Saint of the Guiyi Sword Sect and his group didn't care at all. It wasn't as if their swords couldn't kill... or as if their Ancestor couldn't fight!
“Aiyaya... why is this one so dark and ugly? Throw him out...” Lu Ming pointed at Bao Duoduo.
Slap!
Bao Duoduo was tossed out by Wang Defa. Seeing Bao Duoduo being thrown out, Xiao Chen and the others couldn't be more envious. They also wanted this treatment! They never expected that one day, being ugly would be a blessing!
Why didn't Lu Ming just kill Xiao Chen and the others? It wasn't that he didn't want to, but killing so many people at once would bring unnecessary trouble! Killing them needed to be done quietly and without a trace! Many people likely knew that Xiao Chen and the others had come here, so he would let them live for a few more days.
The reason Xiao Chen and his group had their spiritual power sealed was that Bao Duoduo had already drugged them during the gathering. His passionate sleeve-flick hadn't just been for show; it had also released medicinal powder—a special powder made by Lu Ming.
By the time Xiao Chen and the others arrived at Lu Ming's place, they smelled the other medicine Lu Ming had prepared in advance. The mixture of the two drugs caused them to fall victim immediately. This was also why the members of the Guiyi Sword Sect were unaffected.
...
“Hello... Is this Xiao Chen's family? He came out to kill someone and got caught. The ransom is 3 million mid-grade spirit stones...”
The Grand Elder of the Tiansheng Sect listened to the message from the sound transmission talisman before him with a look of suspicion. Damn it, who on the entire Xuantian Continent dares to be so arrogant? Who dares to touch, who dares to capture Xiao Yitian's grandson?
Besides, wasn't his eldest grandson supposed to be cultivating? How did he end up outside again? Immediately, his figure flashed, and he appeared outside Lu Ming's small courtyard.
When he saw his eldest grandson stripped down to nothing but a pair of large floral boxers, the Grand Elder trembled with rage. “You dare insult my grandson like this? You’re seeking death!!”
The Grand Elder roared, raising his hand to deliver a palm strike. Boom... The attack landed, but the protective array’s light screen surrounding the courtyard didn't even budge.
“Senior, don't get so excited!”
Hearing this somewhat familiar and irritating voice, the Grand Elder’s pupils shrank as he looked down. Sure enough, he saw Lu Ming lying on a lounge chair, eating watermelon!
He looked at Lu Ming, then at his own grandson. In an instant, he understood. His grandson had come to kill Lu Ming, only to be captured. The other party hadn't killed him out of respect for his face, but had instead hung him from a pole to humiliate him and demand money.
For a moment, the Grand Elder felt like slapping Xiao Chen to death himself. He was always causing nonsense and making a fool of himself.
Just then, the representatives of other powers arrived as well. They were originally furious, but when they took a look, they were stunned. Well, would you look at that? Even the grandson of the Tiansheng Sect’s Grand Elder was hanging from a pole!
From now on, would their own Saints become pole-mates with the Tiansheng Sect's Grand Elder's grandson? Hanging from the same giant iron poles, swinging in the wind together!
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