Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

"Spread out and run."

Yu Wenjing's face turned grim, he turned around and ran away without looking back, hoping that others would attract attention while Su Jie chased the others, giving him a chance to escape.

Mo Shiyao followed closely behind, and then Jiang Lin and He Wenfeng. The four of them ran in different directions, secretly hoping that Su Jie would chase the others.

"When disaster strikes, everyone flees! Isn't this the right path of justice?"

Su Jie chuckled and shook his head, looking at Zhang Xinming who was standing there with his Taoist faith broken.

Zhang Xinming, who was abandoned and became a lonely man, seemed to not understand the seriousness of the matter and was determined to take back his Canghai Sword.

However, the Thousand-Armed Centipede looked at Zhang Xinming jumping in front of it, and pressed down on him like a mountain. Zhang Xinming immediately became obedient, because his spine was broken and he could not struggle at all.

Su Jie looked at the direction where Mo Shiyao and the others disappeared, with a faint smile on his lips.

Han Ruyan, who was sitting on the black moon, wiped the brass dressing mirror. In the mirror, she saw the scene of Yuwen Jing and the other three running away. They were all under the tracking curse of the woman in the mirror, being toyed with and applauded without knowing it.

The next moment, Su Jie raised his foot, his figure disappeared from the spot, and came behind He Wenfeng.

"Hey, bald donkey, where are you in such a hurry to go? Don't you think it's too undignified for you Buddhist disciples to run away instead of purifying me, a heretic?"

Hearing this voice, He Wenfeng's face turned grim, knowing that Su Jie was targeting him.

"Amitabha, Master Su, you have a lot of talent for cultivation, but it's such a pity that you fell into the devil's way. If you were willing to take the right path, you would have been the most outstanding young talent in the Dali Dynasty and a demon cultivator."

He Wenfeng clasped his hands together with a compassionate look on his face.

"What do you want to say?"

Su Jie had a smile on his face, listening to the other person's talk in a leisurely manner.

"With your talent, Master Su, if you turn over a new leaf now, Lingfa Temple and I are willing to guarantee that you will turn over a new leaf and embark on the righteous path to immortality. It will be just around the corner for you to become an immortal."

He Wenfeng wanted to paint a rosy picture for Su Jie, but he didn't know how strong Su Jie's character was. On Blue Star, he had painted rosy pictures for hundreds of millions of people. He Wenfeng wanted to convince Su Jie with this trick, but he was just thinking too much.

"My hands are stained with the blood of the righteous, and this can be accepted by the righteous."

Su Jie raised his eyebrows and smiled teasingly.

"Of course, Buddha said that if you put down your butcher knife, you will become a Buddha immediately. As long as Mr. Su is truly kind, I am willing to help him solve all hidden dangers, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are."

A hint of joy flashed in He Wenfeng's eyes, and he thought his rhetoric was successful.

"Since you said so, you must show your sincerity and come back to the Dharma Boat with me. Then I will report the situation to the Sect Master, resign from my status as a demon cultivator, and pursue my righteous immortal path."

Su Jie's smile became more and more kind, making it difficult to understand.

"This one……"

He Wenfeng's expression froze. Asking him to board the Dharma ship with Su Jie would be like entering a den of thieves. He was not willing to do that.

"Why, didn't you just say that you would persevere no matter what difficulties and obstacles you encountered? Even if your life is in danger, you Buddhists believe in cutting off your flesh to feed the eagle. You won't be afraid and dare not go, right?"

Su Jie approached He Wenfeng step by step, his smile becoming more and more playful.

He Wenfeng realized that Su Jie was teasing him, and couldn't help but yelled, "Evil demon, stop pretending here. There's no way I'm going back with you."

After saying that, He Wenfeng's whole body burst into golden light, his whole body expanded, and he turned into a three-headed, six-armed, angry-eyed Vajra, and rushed towards Su Jie aggressively, he wanted to survive.

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, all this is in vain.

"burst!"

Su Jie gently raised his finger and pointed, uttered a word, and dozens of purple rays burst out from his fingertips. He Wenfeng's running figure instantly spurted blood everywhere, like a human fountain, and his screams were earth-shaking.

Su Jie worked hard to cultivate to the Daotai realm, not for a life-and-death battle with the Mizang realm. For Su Jie, an opponent of this level can be killed instantly as long as he is serious.

Looking at He Wenfeng, who was limp on the ground like a cooked shrimp, Su Jie shook his head: "Why bother? The ending will be the same. Why not just follow me obediently? Why make yourself so embarrassed?"

"You...you evil demon...you are so...so cruel..."

He Wenfeng's facial features were twisted due to severe pain, and his body was now like a colander, with blood gushing out. However, Su Jie avoided the opponent's vital points. As a cultivator, his physical fitness would not take his life, but he would have to endure the pain of being pierced by thousands of arrows.

"Take him back to the Ark and keep him under good care."

Su Jie turned his back and continued walking towards his next target.

Several disciples of Guiling Palace came out. They first looked at Su Jie's departing back with awe, marveling at Su Jie's strength. Then they dragged He Wenfeng's legs and took him as a trophy, dragging him back to the Flying Boat like a dead dog.

……

Jiang Lin walked very fast with her long legs. She did not fly in the air like the others, but chose to escape on the ground, using the dense forest vegetation as cover, trying to hide herself and make herself less conspicuous, so as to escape.

But just when Jiang Lin thought he had a chance of escaping successfully, a cold voice sounded from the sky.

"town!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Lin's limbs twisted and broken. The pain made Jiang Lin pale. Looking at the female ghost in wedding dress slowly descending in front of her, she could only show despair. This was not an existence she could fight against at all.

Han Ruyan stared at her with a pair of dead and cold eyes, and raised her hand randomly. Just when Jiang Lin thought she was going to die, she found her body rising into the air at a high speed, and was carried by Han Ruyan to the Flying Boat.

……

"I surrender."

Yuwen Jing looked at the huge Thousand-Armed Centipede as big as a hill behind him, which was approaching him rapidly with a rumble. The earth was shaking and countless trees were broken and crushed along the way. He relied on his flesh body to open up a path in the forest.

Faced with the Thousand-Armed Centipede that was getting closer and closer, Yuwen Jing finally gave up. He stood still and chose to surrender.

Because he was afraid that if he continued running, he would become the centipede's meal.

……

Mo Shiyao quietly hid under a deep spring, her beautiful figure hidden by the spring water. All the spiritual power in her body was restrained without emitting any fluctuations, hoping to avoid being hunted down.

"You come out on your own, or I kick you out."

Suddenly, a voice came into the spring, and Mo Shiyao's pretty face turned pale. She recognized that it was Su Jie transmitting the voice through his spiritual consciousness.

In the spring water, pale and strange corpse hands drilled into it and approached Mo Shiyao rapidly like swimming fish.

As a last resort, Mo Shiyao got out of the deep spring and jumped onto the shore. "You have a nice figure, no wonder you can charm all the male disciples of Qingzhou."

Su Jie stood by the spring, looking Mo Shiyao up and down. Because her clothes were wet by the spring water, Mo Shiyao's figure was immediately exposed.

Mo Shiyao's face was filled with shame and anger, and she quickly used her spiritual power to evaporate the moisture from her clothes.

But she was obviously being sentimental, because Su Jie had no intention of showing any mercy to women.

Without any hesitation, countless pale corpse hands surged out from Su Jie's sleeves like a tide, directly submerging Mo Shiyao.

Su Jie raised his leg and kicked Mo Shiyao towards the Flying Boat.

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Wait until everything is settled.

On the spacious deck of the Xiao Qian Flying Boat, Zhang Xinming and the other four people held another team building event, but now they all had a common identity: prisoners.

Several people were fixed in a kneeling position. Su Jie sat on an armchair and looked at them calmly, which made them all feel scared.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Mo Shiyao spoke. She originally thought that she would be killed directly after falling into Su Jie's hands, but the other party just tied her to the deck and stared at her with malicious eyes. She couldn't figure out what Su Jie's intention was.

"Miss Mo, interesting things happen every time I meet you. It seems like I randomly kill one of your sweethearts every time. I wonder if your sweetheart is still in your team this time."

Su Jie smiled playfully, for he remembered that several of Mo Shiyao's lovers had died at his hands.

When Mo Shiyao heard this, her face turned pale and blue, and she was almost broken by Su Jie's words.

Yu Wenjing's mouth twitched. Su Jie's words were exactly what he wanted to say.

"Okay, I won't waste my time talking to you guys."

Su Jie clapped his hands, and Chen Yun walked out from behind Su Jie and placed letters and brushes in front of Mo Shiyao and others.

Just when Zhang Xinming and the others were puzzled, Su Jie said, "I am a kind person and I don't want to kill people indiscriminately. So you all write to me and tell me your experiences and beg for mercy. I want your master to pay for your redemption. Each of you will get 10 million spirit stones. As for Brother Zhang, since you are a righteous immortal seedling, it's not too much to triple the price. Then let's set it at 30 million spirit stones. Bargaining is allowed on the price."

Su Jie finished saying this with a smile, and Zhang Xinming, Jiang Lin, He Wenfeng, Mo Shiyao, and Yu Wenjing at the scene were all dumbfounded.

ransom?

Think about how they were such proud sons of heaven, yet after being captured by the evil cultivators, they were used to demand ransom from their master. This kind of thing made almost all of them feel that their self-esteem was trampled upon and they were filled with anger.

"You are such an evil demon, you really have a vicious mind. I will never write to you."

Mo Shiyao gritted her teeth. She knew that once she wrote the letter, even if she was rescued, she would become a laughing stock among the monks in Qingzhou.

A genius who is so servile and relies on paying a ransom to the devil will be laughed at wherever he goes.

What's more, the number is 10 million spirit stones, which is an exaggerated number. Su Jie has no sincerity in releasing the person at all.

"As a monk, I can be killed but not humiliated. If you have the ability, just kill me. Don't even think about making me surrender."

Zhang Xinming struggled and roared at Su Jie. He was a righteous immortal seedling and had a heavy idol burden. If people knew that he wrote a letter asking for a ransom, the reputation he had built up all his life would be ruined. How could he accept this? For a proud man like Zhang Xinming, writing such a letter was more painful than killing them.

"Evil demon, you can't succeed."

Jiang Lin also raised her neck and stared at Su Jie with red eyes.

"Amitabha, Mr. Su, please forgive others when you can. You are obsessed with appearances."

He Wenfeng had a conflicted look on his face, he felt that ten million spirit stones was too much of a ransom. If it was one million, his disciples would still think of a way, but ten million spirit stones was definitely not something their Lingfa Temple would be able to use to ransom someone.

Because He Wenfeng knew very well that although the monks of Lingfa Temple kept saying that they regarded money as dirt, in fact, these monks of Lingfa Temple were the ones who loved money the most, and they were very stingy with it.

"We at Guanchao Pavilion will never accept your blackmail. You should give up on this idea as soon as possible."

Yuwen Jing was willing to write, but he couldn't agree so easily because his companions were watching.

"It's very difficult for me to deal with you guys like this!"

Su Jie smacked his lips. He took all the storage bags of these talented disciples, but he himself wanted to make use of the waste.

These talented disciples pose no threat to Su Jie now, so it's okay to kill them.

On the contrary, letting them make profits for themselves is what Su Jie wants to do.

Su Jie came to Tianhunmen after going through untold hardships. Do you really think that Su Jie came to Tianhunmen to help out, do good deeds, and bring his own food to work for Tianhunmen?

Su Jie’s purpose of helping Tianhunmen is secondary, making money is the primary thing.

Human trafficking is also a way to make money, and this is in line with the style of the evil cultivators!

Looking at this group of so-called geniuses who were stubborn, Su Jie snapped his fingers and looked at the two beautiful female cultivators, Mo Shiyao and Jiang Lin, repeatedly, giving them goose bumps all over their bodies.

"What evil ideas are you up to? I said I won't write it, so I won't write it."

Mo Shiyao was as proud as a white swan and said that she would never give in.

"If you don't write, then I can only hand you over to Tianhunmen. Anyway, the price that Tianhunmen will offer is not low. But what will happen to you then? Tsk tsk, I heard that there is a very famous Wanhua Tower in Nanyang City where Tianhunmen is located. If they get you, they will definitely sell you to Wanhua Tower first. Your reputation as a talented female cultivator of the righteous path should be very popular among the demonic disciples. With thousands of spirit stones for your service at a time, there will definitely be disciples willing to try it out and spend a night with a talented female cultivator of the righteous path in the Secret Treasure Realm and make back their money from it."

Su Jie narrowed his eyes, looking totally unconcerned.

Mo Shiyao's face turned pale, and Jiang Lin looked like she wanted to cut Su Jie into pieces.

"I wrote."

Seeing that Su Jie was about to call for help to hand them over to the Heavenly Soul Sect, Mo Shiyao finally gave in, and Jiang Lin followed suit, because compared to selling them to the Wanhua Tower or something like that, asking for a ransom from the sect was not so embarrassing. "

"I heard that there are people in Wanhua Tower who like Long Yang. Those guys in Tianhun Sect who have been raising ghosts for many years are all psychopaths. They will not reject you."

Su Jie turned his gaze towards Zhang Xinming again, and this righteous immortal seedling trembled at the sight of him.

When Zhang Xinming thought of those evil cultivators who raised ghosts and whose bodies became half-human and half-ghost approaching him, he became confused. He hurriedly picked up the brush and started writing. He no longer had the courage to uphold his pride.

(End of this chapter)