RNP Chapter 319 Complete eradication
Chapter 319 Complete eradication
The disciples of Fengjian Sect clenched their teeth, their eyes filled with angry flames.
"Senior Tie saved my Fengjian Sect, but I don't allow you to insult my Fengjian Sect like this!"
"Even if you are the honorary elder of our Fengjian Sect, you are not qualified to judge our sect!"
"Yes! You don't deserve it! The sect was built up little by little by the seniors, how can you, an outsider, be able to judge at will!"
A group of disciples were noisy, and over the tense expression of Feng Chime, they all gave strong counterattacks to Gan Jia's words.
"enough!"
Feng Ling's face turned livid, and she grabbed the disciple next to her who screamed the loudest. She raised her hand and slapped him hard.
There was only a crisp sound of 'pop', and the disciples of the Wind Sword Sect seemed to have been pressed on the pause button. They all stood there blankly, looking at the sullen Feng Chime with disbelieving eyes.
"Little junior sister, you..."
They never expected that the first person to come out to stop them was not Gan Jia, whom they hated so much, but their most trusted junior sister.
Feng Ling gritted her silver teeth, let go of the disciple's collar, turned to face Gan Jia, and said in a rather guilty tone:
"Everyone is used to being lazy, and they have begun to despise the rules within the sect. In addition, Lin Biao's previous attack has made it difficult for everyone to calm down for a while. Please forgive me, for the sake of being a family, Great Elder. It was an unintentional act by everyone.”
When the disciples of Fengjian Sect saw Fengling's statement, their excitement that had just calmed down broke through the cage again.
"Little junior sister! The sect leader and the others are not in the sect, so you don't have to be humble to her. She has no qualifications at all!"
"There are people making rumors just after the hall leader died. We, the Fengjian Sect, don't need such an honorary elder!"
"Even without the help of these guys, we can still get through this on our own!"
Feng Chime looked at the angry expressions of the people around him, took a deep breath, and roared:
"I've said enough!"
I don't know whether it was because he was too excited or because he felt unfair in his heart. Feng Chime was shaking all over and had tears in his eyes.
She resisted the tears in her eyes from flowing out, sniffed twice in succession, turned to look at Gan Jia, and begged:
"Great Elder, please forgive everyone's unintentional remarks!"
With that said, she ignored the obstruction of people around her and knelt down facing Gan Jia.
"Mother..."
The little girl named Qingqing, seeing Feng Ling looking so embarrassed, hurriedly broke away from Lao Tie's arms and ran several steps with her short legs to Feng Ling's side.
Like a wind chime, she knelt on the ground facing Gan Jia, with a crying expression on her young face, and said in a sweet voice:
"Sister, if there is anything wrong with my mother, you can scold Qingqing. Qingqing is not afraid. Can eldest sister please stop talking about my mother?"
Seeing this, Gan Jia felt a little unbearable, but after all, things had progressed to this point, and the rhythm could not be completely interrupted just because of a word from the little girl.
He glanced at Lao Tie and responded with a smile:
"Your mother and I were just talking about something. Qingqing, don't worry. Your mother will come over to find you in a while."
Lao Tiexin understood, pushed aside the crowded crowd, picked up Qingqing from the ground with his strong arms, and walked towards the backyard without looking back.
"Mommy mommy--"
Qingqing kept struggling in Lao Tie's arms, but with just her little arms and legs, she was able to break free from Lao Tie's restraints. In less than a moment, the two of them disappeared from everyone's sight.
However, there was a hint of despair in Feng Ling's eyes.
In her opinion, the meaning of Gan Jia's words could not be clearer.
In desperation, Feng Chime lowered her body again, put her head on the hard and cold ground, and begged in a hoarse voice:
"Everyone just said it unintentionally. For the sake of being a family, please forgive everyone. If the great elder feels resentful, I, Feng Ling, am willing to take the punishment for you all!"
Gan Jia rested her elbows on the armrests, tilted her chin, and said with a smile:
"You want to carry it yourself?"
Seeing Feng Chime nodding slowly, Gan Jia narrowed her eyes and said in a deep voice:
"Do you really think you can handle it on your own?!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand slightly, and the sharp thread shot out from his fingertips instantly cut off a stone sculpture not far away.
Then, he shot out a snare and dragged it in front of him.
He held a stone sculpture of more than a hundred kilograms in one hand, controlled a blazing whip of flames in his hand, wrapped the stone sculpture around in front of everyone, and burned and melted it bit by bit.
'laugh--'
'laugh--'
Melted together with the stone sculptures, was also the last stubbornness in the hearts of the disciples of Fengjian Sect.
"I don't mean to do anything to you."
Gan Jia stood up slowly with an indifferent expression, looked at everyone, and said, "But you really let me down."
He waved his hand and threw the incompletely melted stone sculpture residue carried by the Flame Whip towards everyone's feet.
Seeing this, the disciples of the Fengjian Sect fell silent and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Gan Jia walked slowly towards Feng Ling, who was still kneeling on the ground, looked down at her trembling body, and said in a cold tone:
"Even if I give you the hope of soul power breakthrough and help you solve this crisis, I know very well that you are still very repulsive to me, an outsider, but that's okay. I understand your thoughts. Who I don’t want to have an unknown outsider on top of me.”
He leaned down to hold up the wind chime and continued:
"However, the state has national laws and the family has family rules. After all, I can be regarded as the honorary elder of Fengjian Sect. Isn't it a little too much for you to treat me like this?"
He turned his head slightly, and his sharp eyes scanned the people who were most excited before:
"I didn't mean to target anyone. Whoever screamed the loudest and reacted the most fiercely before stood up. I don't want me to single you out in the end. In that case, the consequences are not something you can bear."
Wind Chime wiped away the tears on his face, looked at Gan Jia beside him, and then at the silent crowd around him.
She bit her lip and said tremblingly:
"Elder, I..."
"You don't need to say anything."
Gan Jia snorted coldly and said: "As I said before, I don't care how proud you are, but you must abide by my rules in front of me, and at this moment, my words are the rules!"
Feng Chime sighed, looking at Gan Jia's determined expression, he said no more.
After a while, a few Fengjian Sect disciples with flushed faces squeezed out of the silent crowd.
They stiffened their necks and looked at Gan Jia with unyielding eyes.
"We are the people you are looking for. Now that we are out, what do you want?"
"Don't think that you can make us surrender with your strength. One day, our soul power will surpass yours!"
Gan Jia sneered and said:
"It's a good idea for you to have this idea. Unfortunately, it may be a bit difficult to surpass me."
He casually pulled off a few strands of his hair, held it in his hand, and walked slowly to the Fengjian Sect disciples:
"I hope that you will keep this idea of surpassing me in the future, so that I can still look up to you."
Before he finished speaking, he held a few hairs and stretched them towards the Fengjian Sect disciples.
Mianli needle!
In an instant, these originally soft hair became as hard as iron and penetrated deeply into the bodies of these disciples.
"Don't let me down."
Gan Jia used the 'Mianli Needle' skill to secretly control the hair in the disciples' bodies, sometimes softening and sometimes hardening.