Give Jingwei a Little Shock

Kong Xuan was naturally strict.

If he had not been strict...

When he taught the ten Golden Crows in the Origin Realm, how could he possibly have kept those junior brothers in line? The Golden Crows had been far more rambunctious!

They were also princes of the Demon Clan.

Yet before Kong Xuan, were they not obedient and well-behaved?

Not long after.

Zhao Gongming appeared again.

Jingwei was considered the first third-generation disciple under Wu Tian. Having heard of this, how could he not come take a look?

The moment Jingwei saw Zhao Gongming appear, her eyes lit up. Taking the chance to pause her cultivation, she gazed at him eagerly.

Zhao Gongming first bowed to Kong Xuan.

"Greetings, Second Senior Brother!"

Then he looked at Jingwei with a beaming smile.

"Little Jingwei, hurry and call me Martial Uncle!"

Jingwei sweetly called him Martial Uncle. Zhao Gongming immediately burst into hearty laughter, as though hearing that one address felt even better than eating a Ginseng Fruit...

The next step was still handing out money.

Merit Money came pouring out in a clattering stream!

But before it could reach Jingwei's hands, Kong Xuan lightly waved his hand and collected it all. Then he gave Zhao Gongming a faint glare.

"Third Junior Brother..."

"Is your Hall of Wealth so idle?"

"And in the future, do not give Jingwei money whenever you see her. Her current cultivation was entirely piled up from external resources, and her foundation is far too unstable. She must be properly tempered, or hidden dangers will arise in her future cultivation..."

At this thought.

Kong Xuan waved at Jingwei again. In an instant, streaks of spiritual light flew forth along with incomparably dense golden radiance. They were all sorts of innate spiritual fruits and Merit Money that everyone had