Wenren Yu Gets Beaten

As dawn broke and the morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, Wenren Yu was awakened from her sleep.

She subconsciously rubbed her twitching eyelids, and a strange panic instantly surged into her heart, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping her heart.

She sat on the bed for a moment, trying to calm herself down, but the premonition of impending doom grew stronger.

"No, no matter how anxious I am, I can't skip today's monthly salary," Wenren Yu muttered to herself.

Thinking of the cultivation supplies that He Hua Qiang had, she gritted her teeth, got up, quickly washed up, and tidied herself up.

Stepping out of the room, she took a deep breath, trying to dispel the unease in her heart.

He then carefully locked the door and hurried toward the main hall where supplies were being distributed.

Even before entering the main hall, one could hear the cacophony of voices from afar.

As they approached, they saw a huge crowd in front of the main hall, with disciples of the sect already lined up in long queues, like winding dragons.

Among the crowd, some were excitedly discussing the cultivation resources they were about to acquire, debating which Pills were most effective and which spiritual materials were best suited to their cultivation methods; others were anxiously watching the pace of the procession, occasionally standing on tiptoe with expectant faces.

Several mischievous young disciples took advantage of the break in line to play and joke around with each other, their laughter echoing in the air, making the whole scene lively and extraordinary.

Wenren Yu shook his head helplessly and joined the long queue.

Time passed slowly as she waited. After a long two-hour wait, it was finally her turn to receive the supplies.

After verifying the information and carefully storing away the cultivation resources for himself and Hua Qiang, he hurriedly left the palace and headed towards his residence.

As she turned the corner at the foot of Yiyu Mountain, her steps suddenly stopped.

Ahead, several figures stood there with ill intent, looking at her with wicked smiles.

Wenren Yu's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition enveloped her.

She instinctively gripped the Storage Bag in her hand, watching the other person warily.

"Are these people here to cause trouble?"

The thought flashed through her mind, her heart suddenly raced, and all the nerves in her body tensed up.

As the group of people with ill intentions pressed closer, the scorn and gloating on the face of the leading female disciple became increasingly glaring.

Wenren Yu's heart pounded wildly, his throat felt like it was choked by a dry sponge, and his voice trembled involuntarily.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way? What do you want?"

"Hehe..."

The leading female disciple raised her head, her nostrils pointing to the sky, and pointed contemptuously at Wenren Yu with her chin, her shrill voice full of arrogance and disdain.

"You slut, you've kept me waiting for so long."

My group is a bit short on cash lately, so if you know what's good for you, hand over the supplies you just received, or don't blame me for being ruthless!

"What?!"

"You... you want to steal our cultivation resources?"

"No, this is our Hua Qiang -earned monthly salary, it's ours, we can't give it to you!"

Wenren Yu's eyes widened, filled with anger and disbelief. He instinctively hid the Storage Bag containing cultivation supplies behind his back.

"Heh heh heh, cultivation resources are not fit for a lowly wretch like you?"

The female disciple let out a piercing, cold laugh.

"I'm in a bad mood today, that's why I'm rambling on and on with you. Otherwise, I would have beaten you so badly your own parents wouldn't recognize you!"

As she spoke, she shook her wrist, making a cracking sound, and her face revealed a fierce expression.

He looked exactly like a hungry wolf that had spotted a trembling little lamb.

"I'll count to three. If you don't hand it over by then, you'll face the consequences!"

The female disciple stretched out her hand, raised three fingers, and began to count down.

"Three, two, one, go! Beat her up first, just don't kill her, teach her a lesson!"

With a command, the group of seemingly ordinary disciples behind the female disciple suddenly pounced on Wenren Yu like vicious wolves, baring their fangs and claws.

Wenren Yu took a deep breath and braced himself to meet the approach.

We can't let them steal what we own and Hua Qiang have.

These are their cultivation resources, and she must protect them!

Wenren Yu quickly assumed a fighting stance, gathered Spiritual Power in his palm, and engaged in battle with the group.

However, reality is incredibly cruel.

Wenren Yu quickly realized that he was no match for these people.

The opposing team was numerous and well-coordinated, launching wave after wave of attacks that left her utterly defenseless.

Soon, she was hit repeatedly, punches and kicks raining down on her, each one accompanied by excruciating pain, waves of agony like electric shocks coursing through her body.

She gritted her teeth, suppressing her anger and pain, struggling to defend herself against the attacks while searching for an opportunity to escape.

What made her despair was that these people seemed to have been prepared all along, blocking all her escape routes.

No matter how she moved, enemies would always appear like ghosts in front of her, blocking her way.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, she was kicked in the chest, and her whole body flew backward uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string, crashing to the ground.

Before she could even recover, the men swarmed around her and launched an even more frenzied attack.

Fists and feet rained down on her, and she curled up, trying to protect her vital parts.

The female disciple who was leading the group rushed over with a ferocious expression and slapped her face repeatedly.

Each blow made Wenren Yu's head buzz and his face burn with pain.

After hitting her, the female disciple was still not satisfied. She raised her foot and stomped on her face several times, then spat viciously, "Pah! What kind of thing is this, daring to go against me!"

"You slut, do you know why I beat you up?"

Hehe, I'm not afraid to tell you outright, it's because you were brought in by that slut Zhao Zhiqing.

"This is what happens when you offend our Senior Sister!"

Finally, they searched Wenren Yu's body for everything, looted all the cultivation resources from his Storage Bag, and then left satisfied.

Wenren Yu lay on the ground, the pain in her body and the humiliation in her heart almost making her lose consciousness.

Her clothes were tattered and torn, her hair was disheveled and scattered on her face, her nose was bruised and swollen, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, Wenren Yu slowly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with confusion and pain.

She struggled to her feet, leaned against the mountain wall, and stared in the direction the group had gone, her heart filled with confusion and anger.

She couldn't understand how these people dared to so blatantly seize and plunder within the jurisdiction of the sect.

They not only robbed her of her things, but also beat and humiliated her like this.

This is a respectable sect, not a lawless place. Why would such a thing happen?

She was filled with resentment and confusion, but she didn't know who to confide in or how to seek justice for herself.