Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Yuejiao stepped back, raising her chin: "What do you want to do?"

Could it be that he intends to kill someone?

She gave a cold laugh.

"The victor is king, the loser is villain," she bit her lip, "Today I've lost. Kill me if you want, my Flower Goddess Sect..."

"boom--!"

Xie Weixing brushed her aside with a single sword stroke, uttering two words: "Idiot."

She's such an eyesore, what's it to her?

[Holy crap, Dad, that was an unbeatable display of swagger!]

[With current human capabilities, there's simply no way to withstand this kind of overpowered protagonist.]

[Has anyone noticed that Xie Weixing likes to walk on his hips? He just puts his hand on his sword and starts walking, his upper body basically doesn't move, and his legs are so long. He's such a show-off, he's practically a PhD in the art of showing off.]

[I bet this guy has definitely studied how to walk more stylishly in front of the mirror, he's totally hooking me!]

[Before you even woke up, your brother was already wielding a sword with one hand, so cool he seemed oblivious to the world around him.]

[Red beans grow in the south, the emperor is a male model]

Xie Weixing looked directly at Lu Qingyou, who was leaning against the back, and after stopping, slowly said, "Was it you who launched the sneak attack on Yu Xintang just now?"

Nie Shiyun instantly flew into a rage, glaring at him coldly, and stepped in front of him, her clothes still stained with wet blood: "He's just a medicine cultivator, Xie Weixing, how could you do this?! If you want to do anything, come at me!"

"Fine," Xie Weixing gave a cold laugh, tossed the Xuan Sword aside, and casually grabbed the whip that Wenxue had dropped to the ground, instantly retrieving it from his hand. "Then I'm really coming for you."

“Pah!”

He lashed out with his whip, striking Nie Shiyun mercilessly.

The girl in red groaned, falling sideways to the ground after being struck, and looked up in disbelief: "You...!"

No one ever dared to lay a hand on her; she had never been beaten even in Nanchuan.

Lu Qingyou had admired Nie Shiyun since childhood, and he couldn't bear to see his beloved being beaten. He grabbed her hand and angrily looked up: "Xie Weixing, if you want to kill me, then kill me. We are both disciples. You deliberately humiliated me today. Do you have no shame or morality at all!"

Xie Weixing looked at him, then sneered after a long while, looking every bit the unreasonable rogue: "Shame and morality? You, who launched a sneak attack, have the nerve to talk to me about that? Fine, I'll be reasonable then. When your esteemed disciple passes away, I'll be even more reasonable."

His tone was cold, but his manner was extremely sarcastic, deliberately emphasizing the words "personally taught".

"Snapped!"

Another whip lashed out, striking both of them simultaneously.

Don't you like getting beaten up? Then let's do it together.

Nie Shiyun's veins bulged from the beating, her brows furrowed in pain, the searing pain from the whipping, and the intense humiliation of being publicly flogged.

Even so, she still glared fiercely at Xie Weixing.

"Hit them! Kunkun, give them a good beating!" Shen Chunri jumped up and down, her collar being pulled by Nie Zhao so she couldn't get closer. Otherwise, she would have loved to personally smear a few piles of shit on these two's faces. "Beat these two shameless bastards to death! They dared to hurt Yu Xintang! They dared to launch a sneak attack! What kind of trash are they? Didn't their masters and senior uncles teach them properly?!"

This beast injured someone from the Feng Hua Sect. Given her temperament, she would sever all his tendons and ligaments before she was satisfied.

As soon as Shen Chunri finished speaking, Xie Weixing raised his hand and lashed out. Ren Wenxue's whip was covered with dense barbs, and a small knife was attached to the end of the whip, its sharpness no less than that of the Xuan Sword.

He swiftly severed all the tendons in Lu Qingyou's right hand, left foot, and right foot, leaving not a single one.

The sound of flesh being torn apart rang out one after another, and excruciating pain suddenly swept over Lu Qingyou's entire body.

"Ah—!" His pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes widened, filled with unexpected terror and extreme pain. Cold sweat instantly soaked through his clothes, and his back arched uncontrollably.

Nie Shiyun's pupils constricted sharply, her eyes widening in disbelief, a mixture of shock and anger surging within them. After a moment, she suddenly shouted sternly, "Xie Weixing! How dare you!"

Shen Chunri felt as if he had seen an angel at this moment. His eyes were filled with emotion, and he almost clasped his hands together to thank God for opening his eyes and letting God descend.

Third Senior Brother! Another version of me in this world!

"Of course I dare." Xie Weixing threw the whip aside.

Ren Wenxue crouched in the corner, trembling with fear.

"This is what you owe Yu Xintang," he said calmly, raising an eyebrow slightly. "He was injured, and as his junior brother, you should always get it back."

Nie Shiyun glared at her angrily: "You!"

"Enough," Nie Zhao said coldly, interrupting them.

Xie Weixing glanced sideways, turned and left, stopping as she brushed past Nie Zhao. She spoke softly, "Senior Sister, I know you're not a heartless person. We have no blood relation whatsoever, yet you still give your all for us. How can you be so cruel to your own flesh and blood? You are sisters connected by blood, so why would you do that?"

Nie Zhao's eyes paused.

"If there are any difficulties," he said, "we might as well make things clear today."

Don't force someone who has been insulted to the point of turning evil.

After finishing his long speech, Xie Weixing casually stepped aside and even had time to nonchalantly inquire about the wounded: "How's your shoulder?"

Yu Xintang raised an eyebrow: "Very good. Very comfortable."

Especially after seeing Nie Shiyun and the others get whipped, I felt very relieved.

"You got a good beating? If I had known this would happen, why would I have sought revenge for you? I should have just married Lu Qingyou off with all the formalities and wedding gifts."

Yu Xintang felt a lump in her throat at those words, then laughed angrily: "Stupid lion, did you put your head in a compass and get your brain dried out?"

Xie Weixing was stunned for a moment, then looked at him in surprise: "Can such sophisticated insults come out of your mouth, young master?"

Shen Chunri chuckled beside him, "A strict teacher produces outstanding students, Xie Kunkun."

Lu Qingyou, standing nearby: ?

Isn't it a bit strange that your Feng Hua Sect is so lax at a time like this?

Meanwhile, Nie Shiyun stared intently at Nie Zhao in front of her, her eyes swirling with resentment and grievance, her red eyes taut and tense.

The surrounding noise seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them facing each other in the world.

Xie Weixing crossed his arms, feeling incredibly smug. He vowed to himself that today he would see his humiliated fans instantly transform into adorable people.

System: Really...? I feel like something's not right.

Xie Weixing earnestly advised: What do you know? Between sisters, especially in this kind of literary relationship where the moon shines alone on me, communication is truly essential...

"You're so stupid, you actually think I'd hand over the position of head of the Nie family in Nanchuan to you?" Nie Zhao casually raised his sword with one hand, letting it hang at his side. The blade lightly touched the ground, his expression a mixture of disdain and arrogance. After a moment, he uttered two words chillingly cold: "Dream on."

Xie Weixing's knees buckled, and he almost knelt down.

Tan Suiting supported him, his expression a mix of indifference and slight bewilderment: "Hmm?"

Xie Weixing grabbed his arm, struggled to stand up, and her lips twitched.