You remained chaste on your wedding night, do you really think this holy son is a simp?

This is the world of cultivation.

This is the naked law of the jungle.

The strong are respected, and the weak are preyed upon by the strong.

If Qin Shuang really wanted that Foundation Establishment Pill, she wouldn't even need to ask; she could simply beckon with her finger, and Chen Yueyao would obediently offer it up with both hands, even smiling and saying thank you for the honor, Senior Sister.

this is the truth.

Morality and rules are nothing but fairy tales woven for the weak in the face of absolute power.

Those true disciples lay on the ground, feeling resentful and humiliated, but they had to admit that Gu Changyuan's words, though harsh, were not wrong.

They couldn't find a single excuse to refute it.

The only thing they could do was bury their faces in the ground and pretend to be dead.

Gu Changyuan looked at the group of cowardly fools who were now silent and trembling with fear, and sneered, his contempt growing even stronger.

then.

He turned his head and looked at Chen Yueyao again.

"We'll see."

Gu Changyuan spoke slowly, his tone somewhat nonchalant:

"So, you say you stole the Foundation Establishment Pill, and that's why you stole it?"

"Just because you say you saw it, doesn't mean you actually saw it?"

"Who do you think you are? Do you think your words are gospel?"

"Or do you think that just because you're good-looking, all the men in the world will revolve around you and believe your lies?"

These words completely exposed Chen Yueyao's little schemes.

Chen Yueyao's face was a mixture of shame and anger. She opened her mouth, wanting to explain, wanting to squeeze out a few more tears to gain sympathy.

but.

Gu Changyuan didn't give her that chance at all.

She wasn't even given a chance to squeeze out her tears.

"Snapped!"

Without any warning.

No nonsense.

Gu Changyuan raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

That was a real slap, imbued with spiritual energy.

"what!"

With a scream, Chen Yueyao was sent flying.

It really did fly out.

It flew more than ten meters away.

"Bang!"

He fell heavily to the ground.

This is not over yet.

The powerful inertia caused her body to roll several more times on the ground, and her originally neat plain-colored dress was instantly covered with dust and dirt, becoming filthy.

Her hair was disheveled, her hair bun was messy, and she looked utterly disheveled.

Gu Changyuan had actually held back in that slap.

If he had used his full strength, with his current cultivation level, that slap would probably have exploded Chen Yueyao's head.

Even so, the slap was not light.

Chen Yueyao lay on the ground, half of her face instantly swollen like a steamed bun, purplish-red, with blood and foam at the corner of her mouth.

She was stunned.

My head is buzzing, and I'm seeing stars.

She really didn't expect that.

She never imagined that Gu Changyuan would actually make a move.

And they even applied it directly to his face.

She's a beauty!

She's the kind of beauty who can break countless men's hearts with just a few tears!

The men she'd met before, no matter how angry they were, would at least show her some leniency when they saw her face, right?

But this Gu Changyuan is simply not a man!

He's a devil!

The surroundings were deathly silent.

The disciples watching stared wide-eyed, their jaws practically dropping to the ground.

That's too cruel!

They started fighting without warning?

Even Zhao Ping'an and the others who were lying on the ground trembled with fear and buried their heads even lower, afraid that Gu Changyuan might get carried away and give them a beating as well.

Qin Shuang, standing behind Gu Changyuan, was also stunned.

She looked at the tall figure in front of her, then at Chen Yueyao lying on the ground like a dead dog in the distance, and for a moment she was a little stunned.

That... solves it?

Is this the simple and crude solution?

It's a bit unreasonable, but... it feels so good.

Gu Changyuan shook his hand, looking disgusted.

It was as if the slap hadn't landed on his face, but rather on something dirty, soiling his hand.

"this one?"

Gu Changyuan glanced at Chen Yueyao on the ground, his eyes full of disdain:

"You've all seen it, haven't you? Just a mere Foundation Establishment stage ant. Give him a little taste of his own medicine and he's got no sense of who he is."

"Does she really think she can decide right and wrong just by saying so? Can she decide who stole it and who should apologize?"

"Since when did it become the turn of an outer disciple to be in charge of this Feathered Immortal Sect?"

Those disciples who had previously felt sympathy for Chen Yueyao, and even secretly thought Gu Changyuan was too cruel, all lowered their heads at this moment.

No one dared to speak.

No one dared to be the first to speak out.

Although they felt a pang of pity seeing Chen Yueyao's miserable state, after all, she was their junior sister, their goddess.

but.

Look at Gu Changyuan's posture, as if he'd slap anyone who dared to speak, and then look at those true disciples who were still lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

Who dares to go up?

Whoever goes in will die.

Chen Yueyao lay on the ground, her body twitching.

She was in real pain, and she was really scared.

She was usually very adept at social maneuvering within the sect, using her looks and cunning to bewitch her fellow disciples, and she had quite a network of relationships.

She originally thought that as long as she cried, made a scene, and threatened suicide, plus the help of these admirers, she would definitely be able to kill Qin Shuang.

But now.

Her so-called protectors all turned into cowards.

He didn't even dare to look at her more than once.

this is the truth.

This was the most vivid lesson Gu Changyuan taught her.

Faced with absolute strength and domineering power, all schemes and tricks, all manipulative tactics, are nothing but a joke.

Gu Changyuan nodded in satisfaction as he observed the tense atmosphere in the room.

This is the effect he wanted.

What bullshit about being the chosen one, what a load of rubbish, what a pretentious slap in the face.

As long as your fists are strong enough and your methods are ruthless enough, everything else is meaningless.

"Is there anyone else who disagrees?"

Gu Changyuan looked around, and everyone in his sight lowered their heads.

"If you disagree, you can stand up and speak up."

"Let's have a proper talk and reason things out."

"Of course, my reasoning might be a bit harsh."

He shook his fist, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

Nobody moved.

Of the hundreds of people in the room, not a single one dared to utter a sound.

Even those troublemakers who usually love to show off are now obediently hiding in the crowd, wishing they could disappear.

Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

This is a true reflection of everyone's situation right now.

Although I felt that Gu Changyuan was too domineering, too unreasonable, and even a bit inhumane.

But there is no way.

He's a holy son, he's a Nascent Soul cultivator, he really knows how to hit people!

And it's the kind of beating that's meant to kill!

No one wants to become the next Chen Yueyao, much less the next Zhao Ping'an.

and so.

No matter how frustrated he felt, no matter how much he felt sorry for the goddess, he could only swallow his dissatisfaction at this moment.