Chapter 1752 - 52: Draw the Sword and Kill at the Slightest Disagreement!

Chapter 1752: Chapter 52: Draw the Sword and Kill at the Slightest Disagreement!

"I hope when you say this to them, they become ashamed and speechless, instead of coming to question you full of grievances... This is your magic treasure to prevent mishaps in the future!"

Yan Nan deeply said, "This is... being a person."

"Granddaughter understands."

Yan Beihan was sincerely convinced.

"So do you know what to do once you return?" Yan Nan asked with a smile.

"Yes, Grandpa gave me a few more Qiongxiao Flowers!" Yan Beihan chuckled.

"Smart, go ahead."

...

Yan Beihan hurried up the small hill, his face full of joy.

"What happened, what happened?"

The three girls excitedly surrounded him: "Just by looking at your face, it’s clear there’s good news."

"Swish!"

Yan Beihan set up a soundproof barrier and excitedly said, "This is good news, Grandpa gave me a few more Qiongxiao Flowers..."

The three girls: "Wow!"

"But the news is already out, and now the entire sect knows that the secret realm has Qiongxiao Flowers, so you three can’t delay. Hurry and take one each, ingest it before anything else! Otherwise, we won’t be able to keep them."

"Wow! Little Han, you’re the best!"

The three girls’ faces were flushed with excitement.

"But, I must solemnly declare one thing, which is... externally, there are only these! We’ve already divided them!"

Yan Beihan’s expression turned serious: "This concerns the future development of our Hongfen Army! Moreover, once the gate is opened externally... it cannot be closed. So, we must have a unified story!"

The three girls agreed eagerly.

"That’s a given!"

Yan Beihan took out three flowers, gave one to each girl, and they cherished them like treasures: "Hurry and find a place to adjust yourself before ingesting it. Definitely don’t go home..."

"Of course, we can’t go home!" The three girls’ faces shone brightly.

Go home? There are concubines, grandmothers, and even the biological mothers might come to snatch them...

The three girls were very clear in their hearts about this.

"One more reminder! I still have some on hand, but they are the foundational magic treasures of our Hongfen Army! They must not be disclosed!!"

"Understood! Understood! Understood!"

The three girls nodded repeatedly like pecking chickens.

Then they burst into laughter, Bi Yunyan impulsively hugged Yan Beihan and kissed him, laughing loudly: "Little Han, I love you to death!"

Feng Xuechen, Xue Bi, Yun Yan surrounded Yan Beihan, showering him with kisses.

"Ptu, ptu, ptu... you three crazy girls!"

Yan Beihan cursed disdainfully.

Finally, he felt relieved of all his worries.

The three girls eagerly took the treasures, unable to contain themselves, pulled Yan Beihan into a super large tent, and moved in.

Various cleansing, various practicing, various adjustments, determined to be in their most perfect state when ingesting the Qiongxiao Flower.

Thus, the celebration place of the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan suddenly lost four beautiful sights.

...

Yin Shen Palace lay there for half the night and most of the day before slowly nurturing himself back to health, not daring to use elixir pills to recover all at once.

He braced himself to deal with visitors.

All he said was things like "Duan Shouzuo did this for my own good" and "The elder is just disappointed that I didn’t live up to expectations" and "It’s my own uselessness..."

etc... His face pale and body weak, yet he seemed full of pride and composure.

Surrounded by envy.

Fang Che understood the reasoning but was speechless.

Truly amazing.

"Master, you really... suffered in vain, the chief didn’t mean to really kill you, he was just putting on a show, you just had to take a minor injury and make a show of it."

Fang Che complained while applying medicine to Yin Shen Palace.

Yin Shen Palace lay there half-reclining, head raised, enjoying himself: "You, child, let me tell you, you will be the sect master in the future too, you must understand these things... Listen to your master’s advice, this is all experience..."

Kind master, filial disciple, both with great futures.

The visitors, though of higher position than this master and disciple pair, could only sigh as they watched.

Wu Xiang walked in irritably: "Yin Shen Palace, you’re not dead yet?"

"Ah, General Wu..." Yin Shen Palace hurriedly supported himself up to greet, and apologized: "You know me, I really wasn’t intentionally over there... Please put in a good word for me in front of others..."

"I can hardly resist butchering you myself, and you want me to put in a good word for you..."

Wu Xiang rolled his eyes, his anger not yet subsided.

Just at this time.

A group of over a hundred men, in a neatly arranged formation, arrived at the Yixin Sect.

"We subordinates... come to pay respects to the Sect Hierarch, please accept us."

It turned out to be the reward for Yixin Sect, five Saint Level, twenty Elder Level, and one hundred Monarch Level experts, reporting for duty.

As the championship prize, the others might not be coordinated in time, but the champion must be in place on the spot.

Yin Shen Palace was overjoyed: "Brothers, please rise, from now on, we will share the same responsibilities, my aptitude is shallow and temper not good, if there is any offense in the future, I apologize to you brothers in advance. Let us work together to make Yixin Sect flourish."

"Yes! Sect Hierarch!"

As each introduced themselves, Mu Lin Yuan and Qian Sanjiang, along with Hou Fang, had subtle changes in their expressions.

All of a sudden, so many people descended, and among them, twenty-five had levels certainly higher than the three.

This sense of crisis suddenly became palpable.

Especially for Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fang, feeling even more anxious, because among those at the Monarch Level, there were several with cultivation levels higher than theirs.

Yin Shen Palace laughed heartily, filled with spirit, introducing the old members to the newcomers.

"This is the Great High Priest Mu Lin Yuan, Second Tributor Qian Sanjiang, and Third Tributor Hou Fang. The three have stood by me since the early days, supporting me loyally and devotedly. From now on, we all work together."

Mu Lin Yuan and the others smiled and said: "Nice to meet all colleagues."

Those over a hundred also greeted in return.

However, a few Saint Level and some Elder Level members showed some arrogance. But Mu Lin Yuan and the others dared not get upset, and continued smiling in greeting.

"This is my disciple Yemo, you should recognize him now." Yin Shen Palace introduced.

Then he gave Fang Che a look, meaning they are newcomers, etiquette should be introduced, you handle it.

Fang Che understood at once.

Upon hearing Yemo, now, the 125 people treated it with respect: "Greetings, Lord Yemo."

Fang Che said blandly: "I’m no lord, but, since you have come to my Yixin Sect today, from now on, you damn well follow the rules of Yixin Sect! Don’t think you’re still at some headquarters! Especially you few, with those faces just now, what’s the matter? Eaten shit? Why so sour-looking."

He pointed at Mu Lin Yuan and the others, saying: "I, Yemo, am the Sect Hierarch’s disciple, but also a disciple of the three High Priests, they have shown me unprecedented kindness and nurturing! What did your expressions mean just now? Who were you showing them to?"

Mu Lin Yuan and the others felt a warm rush in their hearts.

Even their eyes were somewhat moist.

Below, one of the Saint Level spoke: "Lord Yemo, we respect you for your achievements, but how can one bow to the weak?"

"Your meaning is, you don’t accept my rules?" Fang Che asked coldly.

"It’s not that I don’t accept..."

This Saint Level hadn’t finished speaking, suddenly there was a flash of light.

A red dot appeared on his neck.

Astruggling throat, and he fell backward.

Dead!

Blood Spirit Seven Swords.

It was said ’Draw the sword and kill over minor disagreements’, but even before reaching disagreement, this Lord Yemo had already begun drawing and killing!

This scene was downright terrifying!

Everyone watched this scene with shock, their scalps tingling.

This, a murder just like that?

One hundred and twenty-four hearts were in a frenzy, glancing at the corpse on the floor, and then turning bewildered to look at this Lord Yemo, catching sight of the sword slowly returning to its sheath.

Fang Che said coldly: "What use was he?"

His whole presence exuded a murderous fury, erupting fiercely.

Enveloping all one hundred and twenty-four people.

Narrowing his eyes, he said: "Don’t think just because my master wasn’t strict, you can become wild! You are newcomers, my master just wanted to welcome you graciously, but which sect doesn’t have rules?"

"Hmm?"

"Each one of you showed disrespect? Think this is your house? Dare to treat three High Priests so casually, do you look down on me, Yemo!?"

Fang Che’s voice turned stern: "I thought all of you were experienced in Jianghu, didn’t think I’d need to ’kill a chicken to warn the monkey’, but this mind of yours is clogged with shit? So lacking judgment! Roaming Jianghu all these years, were you possessing a dog’s body!?"

"Forcing me to kill one in demonstration? Now you see? Does it look nice!?"

"Now, kneel! Pay respects to my master again! Pay respects to the three High Priests again! As subordinates, act like it! Each of you, what a mess! Really think Yixin Sect is short of you fools? Even if I kill you all, so be it!"

"Kneel down! Kneel properly!!"