The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: Senior Sister Says to Fight Until Submission, Hurry and Ask for the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch

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“Who’s talking?” Wu De asked loudly.

Li Hanshao felt the voice was somewhat familiar and hurriedly looked toward its source, only to see a petite figure clad in a black robe descending from the sky, light as a feather, as if weightless.

Long Qitian stared at that person, his gaze sharpening, “It’s you, the outsider brat!”

“Shut up, don’t call me a brat!” Long Tianxing suddenly shouted, rage flickering in his blue pupils.

“What else would you call a pathetic worm who doesn’t even know who his own father is? Do you think just because you’ve joined Misty Sect you can lord it over me?” Long Qitian scoffed.

“What! He’s a disciple of Misty Sect?” The crowd was astonished.

The Sect Leader of White Robe Sect coughed and looked at Long Tianxing’s not-so-tall figure, feeling as if he had grown imposing in an instant.

“Cousin, I advise you not to delude yourself, to stop bullying the weak,” Long Tianxing said as he extended a hand from his black robe, gathering a glowing orb, “Otherwise, I won’t be polite!”

“Pah, you think you can stop Whitefloat Three Heroes from doing our business?” Li Hanshao spat before Long Qitian could speak.

“Let’s fight together and suppress Long Tianxing!” Wu De also shouted.

“Elders, that’s a disciple of Misty Sect. We can’t afford to provoke them,” a middle-aged man at the third level of Qi Refinement advised, waving his hands.

“Afraid of what? They’ve come knocking on our door. On my command, attack together and suppress this brat!” Long Qitian bellowed.

“I said, don’t call me a brat!” Long Tianxing’s eyes blazed with anger as he launched a Vitality Bullet.

After a period of arduous cultivation, Long Tianxing had reached the sixth level of Qi Refinement, and in his fury, he used his strongest power, unleashing a strong gust of wind that sent all the fallen leaves in the courtyard swirling.

“Not good, dodge!”

Long Qitian, Li Hanshao, and Wu De all realized they were no match and leaped aside in fright.

As for the underlings behind them, they were caught in a terrifying blast and flung at least ten meters away, crashing to the ground in a chorus of moans.

“Impressive!”

The female disciples of White Robe Sect all showed admiration, looking at Long Tianxing who, although not tall, seemed like a mountain standing before them, giving a sense of warmth and dependability.

“Ding, Sect Prestige Points +35.”

Atop Misty Peak, Ye Feng, upon hearing the notification, opened his bleary eyes and muttered, “That’s quite a lot of prestige points, not bad, back to sleep.”

After saying that, Ye Feng shifted his sleeping position and closed his eyes.

Dafeng Ancient Town.

After Long Tianxing used the “Vitality Bullet”, his black robe’s hood was thrown back, revealing his silvery hair and blue eyes.

However, instead of panicking, the female disciples of White Robe Sect showed deep admiration upon seeing this.

“Long Qitian, since you refuse to repent, just like Senior Sister Mo said, ‘beat you until you submit’!” Saying that, Long Tianxing suddenly used “Earth Escape” and vanished into the ground.

“Where’d he go?” Long Qitian’s pupils shrank to pinpoints as he panickedly looked around but couldn’t find Long Tianxing’s trace.

“I’m right here!” Long Tianxing jumped out from the ground, entangling Long Qitian with the “Binding Spirit Rope”, and then threw three punches in quick succession.

Bang, bang, bang!

Long Qitian got beaten until his nose was blue and his face swollen, and then with a kick to the abdomen from Long Tianxing, he collapsed on the ground, curling up in agony.

“You’re asking for death!” Li Hanshao and Wu De pounced from both sides, casting spells to counterattack.

Whoosh!

Long Tianxing used “Earth Escape” once more to dodge.

Li Hanshao and Wu De saw their target vanish, and in their shock, were unable to stop in time, smacking into each other.

“Now’s my chance!” Long Tianxing leapt from the soil again, launching a huge Vitality Bullet that sent Li Hanshao and Wu De flying, spitting blood as they fell to the ground, moaning in pain.

“A bunch of trash, this brat is just at the sixth level of Qi Refinement, take him down together!” Long Qitian yelled at his subordinates.

“Who dares?” Long Tianxing stepped forward with a stamp, his hands forming seals, ready to launch the “Vitality Bullet,” scaring the ragtag crowd into scattering and fleeing.