The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

At the same time, a long rainbow streaked across the sky and arrived above the Sword Sect, descending to where the Xiyang Sect disciples resided.

“Where is my son?”

Jin Xiangtian’s face turned grim, and he slapped Wei Tianji, who had hurriedly come out to welcome him, with a palm, sending him sprawling to the ground. The imposing aura of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator immediately frightened the Xiyang disciples in the courtyard, and they all kneeled on the ground with pale faces.

“Why did you let my son Shang’er suffer such grievance? What use do I have for you?”

He was at a critical stage of advancing to the late Nascent Soul stage. He originally wanted to close up to attempt a breakthrough, but upon hearing that Jin Dieshang had been bullied, causing his mentality to be affected, he no longer wanted to bend his bow and shoot arrows. He immediately rushed over from the sect.

For ordinary cultivators, a deviation in their mentality could be small or large, with room for relief. But when it came to Jin Dieshang, it was especially severe. He had never experienced any setbacks or blows since he was young, so his mentality was weaker than others. A slight mishap could cause him to fall into an extreme state, making it difficult for him to progress in his cultivation.

“What exactly happened? Tell me in detail.”

Wei Tianji covered his face and exaggeratedly recounted the dispute that happened that day.

The more Jin Xiangtian listened, the darker his face became. “Are you saying that with just the Feather-Crossing Arrow, they were able to block the Cloud-Penetrating Arrow? What cultivation level is that disciple?”

Wei Tianji replied, “Foundation Building stage.”

Jin Xiangtian’s heart sank. Jin Dieshang had already reached the Golden Core stage and was using the high-grade spiritual weapon Cloud-Penetrating Arrow, yet he was defeated by a disciple with a lower cultivation level using an ordinary Feather-Crossing Arrow.

This must have been a serious blow to his mentality.

Jin Xiangtian looked towards the closed door and asked, “After this incident, did my son say anything?”

“The Young Master said he wanted to break the disciple’s hand for shooting arrows.”

Jin Xiangtian sternly reprimanded, “Then why didn’t he do it?”

Since his son had said that, it was evident that he subconsciously realized that the other disciple’s archery skills were superior to his own, and he had developed a mental demon.

With such a situation, there were only two paths to choose from. One was to openly surpass the other, and the problem would be easily resolved. The other was to cut off the possibility of the disciple shooting arrows again, forcibly breaking the mental demon.

Jin Dieshang chose the latter, but he didn’t succeed, so he refused to touch the bow and arrow again.

Wei Tianji stuttered as he spoke, “I-I met Sect Master Ling.”

Jin Xiangtian furrowed his brow and pushed the door open with a flick of his sleeve.

As Shen Liuxiang passed by the martial practice grounds, someone suddenly pulled him aside.

“Xiyang Sect’s Master is here!” Ye Shi, who had been telling the story about Shen Laipi, said urgently, “Quick, find a place to hide.”

“What does it have to do with me?” Shen Liuxiang blinked, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed two slender and pale wrists. “Can you see the difference?”

Ye Shi’s face showed concern. “All the elders, including the Sect Master, are in the Master’s cave. Jin Xiangtian will definitely take the opportunity to act against you. I’ve already sent someone to inform them, but it will take some time. You should hide to delay them.”

Shen Liuxiang casually shook his wrists. “Take a look first, do you see anything different?”

“At a time like this!” Ye Shi frowned, glanced at Shen Liuxiang’s wrists, and recalled, “The black rope on the right is gone, and there’s an additional red rope on the left.”

“Exactly.”

Ye Shi felt that the person in front of him was acting foolishly. A Nascent Soul stage cultivator was coming to find him, yet he was still worried about wearing some accessories.

“Do you have any idea how ruthless and cruel Jin Xiangtian can be?”

Ye Shi wanted to knock on Shen Liuxiang’s head, “Do you know the Demon Lord? He had a younger brother who was killed by a group of cultivators led by Jin Xiangtian!”

Shen Liuxiang raised an eyebrow. He was aware of this.

In the original story, Nan Yaoquan killed all those who had harmed his younger brother, leaving only Jin Xiangtian, the leader.

Jin Xiangtian thought that the Demon Lord was afraid of his Xiyang Sect and acted even more arrogantly, not realizing that the Demon Lord was deliberately letting him live so that he could watch his beloved son meet his doom as revenge.

“Why are you helping me?” Shen Liuxiang looked at Ye Shi.

“I just hate Jin Xiangtian.”

After saying that, Ye Shi dragged Shen Liuxiang away. However, before they had gone far, a formidable pressure descended upon them, forcing them to stop in their tracks, unable to move.

With a flash of light, two figures appeared on the ground.

“Dad, he’s Shen Liuliu!”

Jin Dieshang’s eyes were bloodshot, and his ten fingers were covered in ferocious scars. When he saw Shen Liuxiang, his whole body involuntarily trembled.

Every time he picked up a bow and arrow, the scene of the Cloud-Penetrating Arrow being blocked would appear in his mind.

His proud archery skills were actually broken by an unremarkable disciple. How could anyone in this world surpass him in archery talent?

He was the most outstanding one!

Fortunately, his father had arrived, and he would definitely help him deal with this humiliation.

Jin Dieshang smiled, his eyes crimson.

If archery was so great, today he would disable Shen Liuxiang’s tendons, preventing him from ever using a bow and arrow again!

Several Sword Sect elders rushed over, but they were blocked by a barrier in mid-air.

“Jin Xiangtian is causing trouble recklessly. Go and report to the Sect Master.”

“The disciple trapped in the barrier looks familiar.”

“He’s Shen Liuliu from Qingling Sect.”

“What?!”

All eyes in the room converged on Shen Liuxiang. His name was now known to everyone in the Sword Sect, and they were all aware of his importance.

If anything were to happen, more than one person in the Sword Sect would go mad!

Ye Shi, outside the barrier, looked extremely urgent. Everyone was as restless as ants on a hot pan, but the Nascent Soul stage cultivator had set up the barrier, and they had no way to break it. They could only anxiously wait for the Sect Master to arrive and save the person trapped inside.

Inside the barrier, the young man seemed indifferent, as if he hadn’t realized who was approaching or felt the terrifying pressure permeating the square.

He just smiled, his lips curling up slightly, “What? Can’t handle it yourself, so you called your dad for help?”

Jin Dieshang’s face alternated between pale and red. He was about to say something when Jin Xiangtian pushed him behind him, “You’re too soft-hearted. Someone like him who doesn’t know what’s good for him doesn’t deserve any talk. Just kill him.”

Jin Xiangtian sensed Ling Ye and the others’ aura and rushed over immediately.

This young man had destroyed his son’s mental state and must not be allowed to live!

Jin Xiangtian’s eyes turned sinister, and he flipped his palm, gathering a vast and cold spiritual power, which then struck Shen Liuxiang.

Bang!

The ground trembled violently.

The powerful palm was blocked inside the barrier, but the impact still fell on the young man.

Everyone’s hearts tightened.

At that moment, a group of people who had rushed over from the Master’s cave arrived.

Seeing the situation, their faces turned pale.

“Shen Liu!”

“Shen Xiang, big brother!”

“Daddy!”

…

Jin Xiangtian glanced at them, his smile chilling.

Facing a Nascent Soul stage attack head-on would undoubtedly lead to death. Even if Ling Ye and the others had arrived, what difference would it make? He would be dead.

Dead men can’t speak.

He could easily find an excuse to get away with this. Ling Ye wouldn’t want to make an enemy of Xiyang Sect for the sake of a disciple.

Jin Xiangtian raised his hand, intending to remove the barrier.

At that moment, a cracking sound came from mid-air, and the barrier shattered.

He felt a sudden shock and turned to look at the opposite side.

As the dust dispersed, a figure walked out, completely different from before.

It was a young man with a slender and graceful figure, and his waist-length black hair swayed slightly in the gentle breeze. His appearance was so stunning that it was dazzling.

He had a smile on his lips.

But his exquisite phoenix eyes were filled with icy coldness.

“I just learned a new spell. Since you’ve come to me, I’ll use you as practice.”

As he spoke, a suffocating terror spread from the young man’s body. His cultivation was at the same level as Jin Xiangtian’s Nascent Soul stage!