Go, Give Them a Slap to Teach Them a Lesson

"There's no need for you to be overly anxious," the old voice reassured her. "These are all third-rate sects, and even among third-rate sects, they are at the bottom. The Peach Blossom Sect, Golden Eagle Sect, and Eight Sword Sect wouldn't dare to go too far. After all, even though the Moon Grasping Sect has been declining and its disciples dwindling, its five elders are quite formidable, standing out among third-rate sects. Most likely, they are here to demand an explanation and assert their dignity."

"All the more reason not to sit idly by," Xiao Ling'er pouted. "They intend to humiliate our sect. How can we let them succeed?!"

The old voice fell silent.

However, the fragmented soul within her necklace smiled in satisfaction.

Her temperament is truly commendable.

Much better than that ungrateful wretch. I only looked at talent back then and ignored character; otherwise, I wouldn't have ended up in this situation...

I've never seen a sect quite like the Moon Grasping Sect in all my years.

But I must say, I really like this sect.

If they truly intend to cause trouble, this old lady won't hesitate to step in...

***

Boom!

The pressure grew stronger.

Fang Kun and Zuo Qingqing trembled all over.

If not for their breakthrough to the Condensation Realm last night, they would have been prostrate on the ground, unable to rise.

Even so, their bones and flesh were under immense pressure, creaking and groaning, with blood seeping from their gums.

Despite their best efforts, they couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

Finally, the three airships landed in succession.

Disciples from the three sects, each wearing their respective sect's uniforms, descended in an orderly manner.

They stood tall and proud, in stark contrast to the hunched and barely standing Fang Kun and Zuo Qingqing.

Heads held high, they looked down on them.

The Golden Eagle Sect disciples were especially arrogant, with one immediately stepping forward.

Smack! Smack!

Two loud slaps resounded as one of them hit Fang Kun and Zuo Qingqing, causing blood to trickle from the corners of their mouths. The handprints on their faces were glaringly obvious, and their faces swelled up.

"The audacity of the Moon Grasping Sect!"

"We are here today to demand justice."

"Lead the way, or we'll kill you both like dogs."

Humiliation filled their faces.

Since they joined the sect, they had never experienced anything like this. Now, oppressed and struggling to stand under the terrifying pressure, they could only endure the slaps, feeling a deep sense of desolation.

However, they did not feel much fear.

What they felt was anger.

This is outrageous!

They glared back defiantly.

"Hmm?! You still dare to glare at me?" The Golden Eagle Sect disciple drew his sword. "It seems you two are tired of living. Then die!"

"Stop right there!"

Boom!!!

A massive wave of energy surged down the mountain.

Wu Xingyun had finally arrived.

With a wave of her large sleeve, she instantly dispersed the oppressive aura of the opposing Cave Heaven realm elders, freeing Fang Kun and Zuo Qingqing. The two quickly retreated, dodging the sword strike, and drew their own swords, ready to fight the Golden Eagle Sect disciple.

"Hold your hand!" At this moment, the Golden Eagle Sect elder spoke up. "We are not here to fight to the death."

Seeing Wu Xingyun, he hesitated.

He remembered the fear of being severely beaten by Wu Xingyun and did not want to push her to the brink.

But the matter still needed to be addressed.

"Oh?" Wu Xingyun flew down, standing protectively in front of Fang Kun and Zuo Qingqing, her expression cold. "You come uninvited, assaulting our disciples and using intimidation tactics, and now you say you are not here to fight to the death? Do you think the Moon Grasping Sect is easy to bully?"

"What sharp words," Elder Zhou of the Peach Blossom Sect sneered. "Your skill in twisting the facts is impressive."

"We are here to seek justice. Your sect sowed the seeds; we are here to settle the cause and effect. Are you suggesting we are in the wrong?"

Wu Xingyun's expression remained unchanged.

She knew well what they were referring to.

At first, she had been concerned.

And now, the concern had come to fruition.

But she did not regret it one bit.

Recruiting a prodigy like Xiao Ling'er was worth offending the three sects, even if it meant offending every third-rate sect in the region. "If it's not forbidden by law, it's permissible. Before this, did you have any rule prohibiting the carving of words on pathways?"

"Quibbling!"

The elder of the Eight Sword Sect shouted angrily. "Snatching our disciples and resources is no different from robbing our sect!"

"Today, you must give us an explanation!"

"Oh?" Lin Fan arrived, leaping dozens of yards in an instant to stand beside them. "Then tell me, what kind of explanation do you want?"

Although he was somewhat anxious, the situation needed to be resolved.

"Who are you?" Elder Wu asked with a frown.

"He's our sect master," Wu Xingyun said with respect.

"Oh?" Elder Zhou laughed heartily. "It seems the Moon Grasping Sect is regressing, letting a young boy become sect master. He must be a puppet!"

"Watch your words!" Wu Xingyun roared, "If you dare insult our sect master again, I will kill you!"

"Do you think I'm afraid?" Elder Zhou snorted coldly but did not press further.

Fear might not be the exact reason, but no one wanted to push these old folks too hard.

"Second Elder, there's no need for this," Lin Fan waved his hand, signaling Wu Xingyun to calm down.

He understood the situation clearly.

These people were here to cause trouble, but their strength wasn't overwhelming. Otherwise, they would have directly destroyed the sect instead of arguing at the foot of the mountain.

Since that was the case, there was no need to be overly cautious.

Just then, Xiao Ling'er arrived.

In the distance, more figures could be seen approaching, indicating that the other five key members were also on their way.

She looked wary and distressed.

Seeing the handprints on Fang Kun and Zuo Qingqing's faces, her anger intensified. As a disciple, she refrained from saying much, instead silently taking out pills to heal their injuries.

Finally, the seven key members gathered.

The expressions of the three sect elders subtly changed, feeling quite shocked. "All of them are in the Condensation Realm? Isn't the Moon Grasping Sect supposed to be in decline?!"

"Such young Condensation Realm cultivators, and all of them at that? That girl, she's at the fifth level of the Condensation Realm, nearly reaching the sixth."

"And these healing pills, their effects are so potent? The swelling on their faces is visibly receding."

Before they could make sense of it, Lin Fan spoke, "I've changed my mind. Right now, I don't care what explanation you want. You assaulted our disciples first. If we are to talk, you must pay them back first!"

Lin Fan's voice grew colder. 

"Fang Kun, Zuo Qingqing, do you remember who hit you?"

"We remember!" They replied indignantly.

Earlier, they only felt anger. Now, with their leader present, they felt deeply wronged.

"Go, give him two slaps to teach him a lesson! If anyone objects, then hit them too!"

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

From all directions, powerful auras approached rapidly.

It was the other four elders!

They had been out searching for spiritual herbs and materials, and upon hearing about the trouble at the sect, they returned immediately.