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Chapter 414: Whipping [Third update, please give me a monthly ticket]

"No, no, it's just that over at Xuantian Pavilion..." Ji Feng first waved his hands hurriedly, then said cautiously.

"Things have come to this point. How do you think the relationship between Qingyuan Sect and Xuantian Pavilion will develop in the future?" Xia Daoming waved his hand to interrupt Ji Feng and asked calmly.

Ji Feng's face changed several times when he heard this, and he finally said, "One is to fight; the other is to make peace."

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Ji is very clear about this, so Fellow Daoist Ji should also understand it. If we go to war, Xuantian Pavilion must consider the consequences if we two masters and disciples escape; if we make peace, then naturally my Qingyuan Sect will have the final say in the Daliang Kingdom!" Xia Daoming said.

After hearing this, Ji Feng fell silent.

He has lived for more than 600 years, so he naturally understands what Xia Daoming said.

It's just that the three families were once equal, but now they have to respect the Qingyuan Sect, obey their orders, and hand over 20% of their income. In the long run, the Qingyuan Sect will only become stronger and stronger, and the Changhe Sect will never be able to make a breakthrough.

But at this point, Changhe Sect has no other choice.

"Okay, from today on, Changhe Sect will obey the orders of Qingyuan Sect!" Ji Feng finally looked stern and bowed.

"Okay, now you go and wait in the side hall. I will give you orders later." Xia Daoming was not surprised at all that Ji Feng would surrender. He waved his hand when he heard this.

"Yes!" Ji Feng and Tao Yan bowed and retreated.

"Chai Feng, you can go call Pang Tong and Xing Yi in now." Xia Daoming said.

"Yes, sir!" Chai Feng bowed and retreated.

Ji Feng and Tao Yan had just walked to the entrance of the hall at this time. When they heard what Chai Feng said, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

The title of "Master" meant that Chai Feng, a Nascent Soul cultivator, and Xia Daoming were in a master-servant relationship.

How could the two of them not tremble in their hearts!

Soon, Pang Tong and Xing Yi went up to the main hall.

"Chai Feng, you step back!" Xia Daoming's majestic voice rang out.

"Yes, sir!" Chai Feng bowed and retreated.

Hearing the title "Master", Pang Tong and Xing Yi's hearts also trembled violently involuntarily.

Chai Feng had just left the hall when the door slammed shut.

Pang Tong and Xing Yi's hearts trembled again, and they always felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, Xia Daoming, who was sitting high on the throne, had a long black whip in his hand.

The black whip suddenly moved and lashed Pang Tong fiercely.

Pang Tong's face changed drastically, and a crystal clear flying sword emitting an icy aura broke through the air to block the black whip.

"Oh!"

But the flying sword had just flown out when a huge crouching tiger handprint fell down and suppressed the flying sword underneath. It kept shrinking and making a buzzing sound, but it could not escape.

"Snapped!"

The black whip hit Pang Tong hard.

Pieces of cloth flew everywhere, and a blood-red whip wound formed a stark contrast with her fair skin.

"Crack! Crack!"

Xia Daoming turned a blind eye and continued to whip him.

Pang Tong's defensive magic weapon just flashed with precious light before it was shattered by the black whip.

"Xia Daoming, what are you doing?"

Pang Tong rolled on the ground after being whipped. She wanted to fight back, but the difference in strength was too great. Every time Xia Daoming whipped her, it immediately dispersed the true energy and magic power that had just condensed in her body. She had no choice but to scream. The girl's face was distorted and ferocious.

Xing Yi had already reacted by then, but just as she was about to use her magic weapon to fight for her life, she was entangled tightly by a long blood-red rope and could not break free at all.

This blood-colored long rope is transformed from Xia Daoming's qi, blood and strength.

"What for? I just want Brother Pang to feel the feeling of being forced and humiliated." Xia Daoming smiled coldly and retracted the whip.

At the same time, he also withdrew the Subduing Tiger Handprint and the bloody long rope that was wrapped around Xing Yi. "What do you mean by that?" Pang Tong asked as he got up from the ground, in ragged clothes and disheveled hair.

"What do you mean? As an elder of the sect, you can assign dangerous and difficult tasks to your disciples, or even let them die in battle for the sect, but you cannot force her to do something as shameful as using someone else's cauldron!" Xia Daoming said coldly.

"Cadron? Cadron?" Pang Tong showed confusion, and couldn't understand what Xia Daoming meant.

"Snap!" Seeing this, Xia Daoming's murderous aura suddenly rose again, and he suddenly lashed at Pang Tong with the long black whip.

"Ah!" Pang Tong screamed in pain.

"You are talking about Yuwen Feng!" Xing Yi screamed immediately when he saw Pang Tong being whipped again.

"Yuwen Feng!" When Xing Yi called out this, Pang Tong finally remembered Yuwen Feng who had defected from the Xingyue Sect decades ago.

"Humph, if Sect Master Xing hadn't mentioned Wen Feng, would you, Pang Tong, have already forgotten that your Xingyue Sect has such a Jindan elder?

I think back then, Wen Feng was not an outstanding disciple to you at all. She was just a slave who could be sacrificed, humiliated, and trampled at will!"

Xia Daoming looked at Pang Tong with disgust and contempt in his eyes, and he even thought about killing her for a moment.

But after all, this person is Yuwen Feng's elder. If he really wants to kill him, he must get Yuwen Feng's approval.

"Do you know Yu Wenfeng?" Pang Tong didn't bother to explain, but asked.

"Of course I know Wenfeng!" Xia Daoming said, with a hint of reminiscence and sadness in his eyes.

Now, his strength is considered to be formidable among the cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage. However, because she was afraid of bringing trouble to him, she fled far away and there was no news from her. Whenever he thought of her, he always felt sad.

It was precisely because of this that when he saw Pang Tong, he couldn't help but want to beat her up.

"I remember now. You once entered the ancient ruins of Nirvana with Junior Sister Yu and saved her life." Xing Yi blurted out after hearing this.

"Senior?" A look of surprise flashed across Xia Daoming's face, but he returned to normal in an instant.

"That was several decades ago. Later, Wenfeng and I became Taoist couple!" said Xia Daoming.

"Taoist companion!"

When Xia Daoming said this, Pang Tong and Xing Yi were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they couldn't help shaking all over.

Doesn't this mean that they once imprisoned the woman of this evil star in front of them and forced her to be the cauldron for Fang Tongxuan?
However, Pang Tong was a Nascent Soul cultivator after all. After his mood fluctuated greatly, he quickly regained his composure. He turned to Xing Yi and asked solemnly, "Is Yu Wenfeng's soul tablet still intact?"

"It's still intact! It's still intact!" Xing Yi suddenly came back to his senses and nodded repeatedly. He felt inexplicably relaxed.

"Huh!" Pang Tong also breathed a sigh of relief.

If Yuwen Feng's soul tablet is broken, the Xingyue Sect will probably be doomed this time!

But if Yuwen Feng's soul tablet was still there, no matter what, Yuwen Feng was a disciple trained by Xingyue Sect, the situation would be completely different. It might even be a blessing in disguise for Xingyue Sect.

"Okay!" Xia Daoming was shocked when he heard this, and he felt relieved.

In fact, as soon as he returned to Daliang, he wanted to ask Qian Wunian about Yuwen Feng's soul tablet, but he was afraid of hearing bad news, so he didn't dare to ask.

Now I finally heard good news.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, do you know where Wen Feng is now? I was wrong about what happened back then, and I want to ask her..." Pang Tong saw the murderous aura on Xia Daoming disappear in an instant, hesitated for a moment, and spoke.

"You should be thankful that Feng'er is still alive, otherwise not only would you be dead today, but many people related to your Xingyue Sect would also be buried with you!" Xia Daoming said coldly.

Pang Tong's heart trembled, and he lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Xia Daoming.

"Senior, I heard that Yuwen Feng appeared in Beizhenhai more than 20 years ago and was captured by Master Ma Ling. But I don't know what happened afterwards. Master Ma Ling was killed, and Yuwen Feng escaped and is now missing." Xing Yi hesitated and spoke cautiously.

"I was the one who killed Master Ma Ling. I was not strong enough back then. Feng'er was worried that I would be implicated, so she sneaked away alone." Xia Daoming said.

Pang Tong and Xing Yi were shocked. Only then did they realize that the man behind Fang Tongxuan's transformation into a laughing stock in the Nascent Soul cultivator circle was actually the man in front of them.

"Okay, since Feng'er is still alive, I can let the Xingyue Sect go. But I'm afraid that Brother Pang will have to suffer some grievances before I find Feng'er." Xia Daoming said lightly.

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