Everyone's eyes were focused on Duan Xianxing.
After all, since Mu Wenyan had once again disguised his cultivation, he only appeared to be at the early Foundation Establishment stage. As a fellow early Foundation Establishment cultivator, Mu Zeting naturally didn't think he could be sent flying so easily without a struggle, even if he had no defenses up.
Not to mention, he was hit after the explosion from the talisman.
It could only be this guy who looked like he was asking for a beating.
Combined with Mu Wenyan’s calm and composed appearance, still flipping through the book in his hand, no one would believe it was him who had struck.
"What? Why are you looking at me? You want a fight?"
Despite saying this, Duan Xianxing’s aura did not lose to the other party’s in the slightest.
They were both disciples of the eight great sects. Who was afraid of whom?
Just as the atmosphere between the two sides became tense, Mu Zeting was helped over, limping.
"Was it you who injured me? How bold! I am a direct disciple of the Wuji Sect!"
"You have the nerve to say that? We didn't provoke you or mess with you, yet you came up and threw an explosion talisman at us! Besides, how was I supposed to know you were so weak? Some direct disciple you are, being sent flying by a single sword light. If I were you, I'd be too embarrassed to say it out loud, let alone come back here to continue making a fool of myself. If you're trash, practice more! Garbage!"
Li Nanzhu hadn't expected her Seventh Senior Brother to be so skilled at trash-talking. She had always thought Seventh Senior Brother was the type who would rather fight than argue.
Mu Zeting’s face turned red with rage, his neck flushing as he gasped for air, unable to find the words to refute him.
"What a joke. Can such weaklings become direct disciples nowadays?"
"Maybe it's because his skin is thick enough," Li Nanzhu replied after a moment of thought.
"I see!"
Duan Xianxing had a sudden realization and looked at Mu Zeting with mock apology.
"If I had known you only became a direct disciple because of your face, I definitely would have attacked your face next time instead of your body."
"You... you!"
Mu Zeting was so infuriated that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The surrounding Wuji Sect disciples all wanted to cover their faces. How could their direct disciple be such an embarrassment?
Suddenly, the crowd behind them parted, making way for Ji Yanzhi to step to the front.
"Forgive whenever possible. You have already injured a disciple of our sect and spoken such arrogant words. Do you treat our Wuji Sect as if we are nothing?"
This time, Mu Zeting’s brain worked quickly.
"First Senior Brother, they just look down on our Wuji Sect. At first, I called out to them politely, but they dared to ignore me. I only intended to teach them a small lesson because I couldn't stand it, but who knew they would be so vicious as to wound me directly! First Senior Brother, you must avenge me!"
Politely?
When a person is speechless to the extreme, they can only laugh.
Li Nanzhu let out a laugh. She wasn't one to hold back. Previously, she had let Seventh Senior Brother take the lead, but now she really wanted to fire back.
"So your definition of 'polite' is coming up and yelling 'Hey, hey, hey' without even a single 'Fellow Daoist'? A 'small lesson' involves throwing an explosion talisman capable of severely wounding an undefended Foundation Establishment cultivator? Or is this the unique way the Wuji Sect greets people? It’s truly eye-opening."
"Are you not perfectly fine now?" Mu Zeting frowned, his dislike for Li Nanzhu growing.
"We are fine because we have the ability to protect ourselves, not because you showed mercy. Following your logic, if no one dies, it’s not murder? If you haven't been cheated on yet, does that mean your Dao companion can go around flirting with others? You're only trying to play the hero after the damage is done, standing there talking as if it doesn't hurt your own back. How about I give you a few tier 3 explosion talismans to try out?"
Ji Yanzhi was stunned by the verbal assault. Even the other Wuji Sect disciples fell silent.
Li Nanzhu had spoken almost in a single breath, giving them no time to react.
Duan Xianxing was already giving his junior sister a thumbs-up.
As expected of his junior sister, that mouth of hers was incredible!
"What an uneducated girl!"
Ji Yanzhi’s face darkened. In all his years, no one had ever dared to treat him like this. Not even his master had ever spoken to him so harshly.
Today, he was actually being scolded to his face by a little girl at the Qi Condensation stage.
He directly reached into his storage bag and pulled out a split-wind talisman, infusing it with Golden Core stage qi and sending it straight toward Li Nanzhu.
However, this time, the split-wind talisman suffered the same fate as the explosion talisman. Not only was it sliced apart by a sword light, but the counterattack flew directly at Ji Yanzhi.
A golden protective barrier flickered in front of Ji Yanzhi and then instantly shattered. If he hadn't used all his spiritual power to protect his body in time, that remaining sword light would have probably cost him half his life.
But even so, he could feel that he had sustained significant internal injuries.
Ji Yanzhi’s face turned even paler.
He never expected the opponent's attack to be so powerful that it directly consumed one of his tier 4 low-grade vajra talismans.
Keep in mind that such a talisman could withstand a full-force strike from a Golden Core stage cultivator.
Yet it had been shattered instantly.
He could actually feel that the other party had held back. Otherwise, his life would have ended right there.
"Which senior is intervening? I am Ji Yanzhi, the lead disciple of the Wuji Sect. This is a private grievance of ours. I hope senior will not interfere!"
Li Nanzhu and Duan Xianxing exchanged a silent look and then backed away together.
Simply because their First Senior Brother was angry.
Li Nanzhu had never seen what her First Senior Brother looked like when he was angry, but Duan Xianxing knew.
He signaled frantically to Li Nanzhu with his eyes, and she naturally understood.
At this moment, Mu Wenyan was still smiling gently, but if one were to cover the lower half of his face, they would find that his eyes were actually bone-chilling.
"A tier 3 mid-grade split-wind talisman used against my Qi Condensation junior sister and Foundation Establishment junior brother. Wuji Sect... you really have no shame."
As he spoke, Mu Wenyan had fully unsheathed his Bichen sword. A chilling sword intent locked onto Ji Yanzhi and Mu Zeting.
Mu Zeting was now nearly scared to death. Why could this Foundation Establishment cultivator release such a violent sword intent that made him feel terrified from the bottom of his heart?
Ji Yanzhi had a higher cultivation, being at the mid Golden Core stage, but he wasn't faring any better. He could feel that the man in front of him was not at the early Foundation Establishment stage at all. His cultivation was at least at the late Golden Core stage, perhaps even higher.
This was definitely the person who had just injured him.
But his voice sounded so young, and his build didn't look old either—at most thirty years old. A late Golden Core or even peak Golden Core stage cultivator at thirty... such talent was rare even among the lead disciples of the eight great sects. How could one appear here?
He must have taken a youth-retaining pill to maintain his youthful appearance!
Ji Yanzhi refused to admit he was outmatched. If the cultivation belonged to a lead disciple of another sect, that would be one thing—he was a talisman cultivator, and his talent in cultivation was indeed a bit lower than the first disciples of other sects. His strength was supposed to be in drawing talismans.
But how could the person before him have such cultivation? It was impossible!
However, things had reached this point, and he could only persevere.
"There are faults on both sides in this matter. You have already taught us a lesson, Fellow Daoist. Why persist in being so overbearing? We are direct disciples of the Wuji Sect, and the Wuji Sect stands behind us. Have you considered the consequences of offending the Wuji Sect?"
"Offending the Wuji Sect? What do I have to fear? If I have cultivated to this level and cannot even seek justice for my junior brother and sister when they are wronged, what use is this cultivation?"
After speaking, he swung his sword. Two sword lights flew directly toward the two men opposite him.
The other Wuji Sect disciples didn't dare to get involved. How could they afford to provoke someone who could make even the usually proud Ji Yanzhi suffer? They were just ordinary disciples of the Wuji Sect on a sect mission; it wasn't worth throwing their lives away.
So, they had long since scattered.
Mu Zeting didn't have as many life-saving methods as Ji Yanzhi, so he was directly knocked into a coma with heavy injuries.
As for Ji Yanzhi, after several vajra talismans and jade pendants on his person shattered, he was finally sent flying and also lost consciousness.
"Don't worry, they aren't dead. I wouldn't go so far as to take their lives. Your Wuji Sect has no shame, but I do. Now, take them and leave. I won't pursue this further, otherwise..."
The Wuji Sect disciples understood the unspoken threat. They didn't care about the profound light glazed wood anymore; they quickly took the two heavily injured men and left.
Li Nanzhu knew her First Senior Brother had held back. With heavy injuries, they would be fine after a month or two of recovery. The two sides hadn't reached a point of being irreconcilable, and since they were all disciples of major sects, there was no need for Mu Wenyan to kill them all.
Suddenly, Li Nanzhu and Duan Xianxing thought of something and said in unison:
"Then the profound light glazed wood belongs to us!"
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