noffsinger Chapter 7: Bullied as soon as I arrived on the mountain, but luckily my senior sister was there.
Chapter 7: Bullied as soon as I arrived on the mountain, but luckily my senior sister was there.
He pondered for a few moments before deciding to ease tensions, after all, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face, especially since the other person had prepared a generous gift.
He quickly instructed the guards outside the hall to bring out the prepared gifts, all of which were fine items from the Prince's Mansion's Baoyue Tower.
The guards received the order and delivered the treasures to the fellow disciples. The second senior sister and the sixth senior brother accepted the gifts without hesitation, their faces beaming with joy.
As for the other three, none of them rushed to make a move. Two of them looked at the senior brother Qingfeng, who was in the lead.
Qingfeng glanced at Han Yi at this moment, but remained silent.
"What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for?" Han Yi cursed inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, his mind clear as day. These guys were clearly bullying newcomers; he hadn't expected such a bad habit to be so prevalent even in a sacred cultivation ground.
Seeing this, Mingyue smiled and tried to smooth things over.
"Junior Brother's offer is so kind, so please don't refuse."
The three remained motionless, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward.
Han Yi finally understood that these two were completely following their senior brother's lead.
He humbled himself, took the sword from the guard's hand, and handed it to his senior brother.
He bowed slightly, holding the sword in both hands.
"This sword is named Aoxue, and it is forged from extremely rare black iron. It is a small gift, nothing more than a token of my respect. I hope you will accept it, Senior Brother."
The sword was handed to him, but Qingfeng remained expressionless.
Without even glancing at the sword, he not only refused to take it, but also turned and walked away.
"Even the best sword is just an ordinary sword without a spirit. You should keep it for yourself; it suits you perfectly."
"Screw you!" Han Yi was very unhappy after being given the cold shoulder. He looked up and carefully examined the so-called senior brother.
He was tall and straight, dressed in a white and blue robe that fluttered in the wind. If we were to rate his appearance, he would get an eight out of ten.
That crooked and deformed fourth senior brother gets at most one point!
But it's good, Han Yi was just wondering how to get down the mountain, and this senior brother gave him the opportunity.
How could the young master of the prestigious Zhenbei Prince's Mansion be bullied by this cold-faced man in front of him?
He may not be good at anything else, but he's a master at trash talk. In his past life on Earth, he could trash talk nine people in every game of LOL, earning him the nickname "Elementary School Student".
"I used to think that all the immortals in this place were virtuous and powerful cultivators, but I never expected that there would be such petty and despicable people here as well."
He deliberately raised his voice when he said the last few words.
"He looks respectable but has no morals whatsoever. He's not even as good as me, a spoiled brat from a prominent family. It seems... Senior Brother's understanding of Taoist doctrines is still not thorough enough."
Han Yi mocked again, no longer even glancing at the senior brother, his contemptuous look making one's teeth itch with hatred.
"Who are you calling a hypocrite?"
Upon hearing this, Qingfeng's face flushed red, and he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with one hand, preparing to draw it.
The two onlookers, who seemed to enjoy watching the spectacle, looked excited, as if they were happy to see their new junior brother get a lesson.
"Whoever answers, let them speak! What? Senior brother, are you drawing your sword to kill me?"
"Come on! Charge this way!" Han Yi stretched out his neck and glanced sideways at Qingfeng.
Seeing Qingfeng suppressing his anger, he snorted coldly and continued to mock him.
"You think you're something special just because I gave you some face. I only called you 'Senior Brother' out of consideration for our shared sect, and you're already putting on airs! Someone like you wouldn't even be worthy of carrying my shoes back down the mountain!"
"Oh... no, you're not even worthy of drinking my foot bath water!"
He got more and more excited as he spoke, maintaining peak performance and continuously delivering his message, pointing at Qingfeng with a disdainful look on his face.
The latter was so angry that his face turned red and he was furious. He looked like a wooden stake.
Han Yi thought to himself: This little rascal dares to argue with me, Han Tie? I'll just send you straight to the ICU, and you'll be drooling even after you're cured.
Qingfeng glared angrily, gritting his teeth.
"You little thief, how dare you insult me! Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of my master!"
He clenched his fist with one hand, veins bulging on his arm, and attacked Han Yi directly.
Seeing that someone was going against Han Yi, the guards all rushed forward to defend him, but they were too far away to make any progress.
Seeing that his master was about to suffer a loss, the old servant Zhang Shen became anxious and instantly unleashed a powerful burst of energy.
His face showed anxiety, and he shouted loudly.
"You must not harm my master."
He tried to stop them, but it was too late.
At the critical moment, Mingyue appeared and stood in front of Han Yi.
She decisively drew her sword and received her senior brother's fierce attack.
In an instant, the temperature inside the main hall plummeted.
Mingyue's eyes, as cold as stars, stared directly at Qingfeng and angrily said, "As a senior brother, how could you so cruelly kill your junior brother? Is this in accordance with the rules of our sect?"
Qingfeng, unable to contain his anger, prepared to strike again: "Get out of my way!"
Mingyue pressed her lips tightly together, refusing to budge an inch, and resolutely said, "No need for further words. If you want to fight, you'll have to get past my sword first!"
The two pressed their palms together, and their spiritual energy surged.
Han Yi was instantly blasted away, but fortunately Zhang Shen came to his rescue in time and caught him steadily.
"These two are exceptionally strong!"
Han Yi secretly thought to himself, what kind of strength is this?
In TV dramas, even second-rate masters can fight fiercely, but these two fought without making a sound.
"Even the tables and chairs weren't damaged, so you call that strong?"
Zhang Shen hurriedly explained, "Your Highness, you are unaware of this. These are true powerhouses! Judging from their aura, the two of them can be considered invincible in this era, looking down upon the world."
"You old fool, keep bragging!"
At this moment, Huixin looked serious and tried to dissuade him.
"Senior Brother, don't act rashly. If Master finds out, you will definitely be held responsible."
Upon hearing this, Qingfeng felt apprehensive and abruptly stopped, weighing the pros and cons.
Seeing that Qingfeng was showing signs of backing down, Han Yi was extremely anxious. He had originally intended to provoke trouble in order to be expelled from the sect, so how could he give up halfway? He immediately decided to continue provoking him.
He deliberately shook his head and sighed, making a clicking sound.
"What? You're too scared to make a move? I thought you were a proud and fearless senior brother, but it turns out you're a coward. If you're a real man, don't be a wimp, come and beat me up!"
As he spoke, he took a small, cheeky step forward, deliberately trying to provoke him.
The wind howled furiously, nearly spiraling out of control.
The fourth senior brother fanned the flames from the side: "Beat him up? You can't stand it? Look at his asshole, it's practically sticking out to the sky, beat the crap out of him!"