Meanwhile.
Lu Qingci and the male cultivators had also come to their senses, still dazed.
Lu Qingci's face instantly flushed bright red. Clutching her swollen cheek, she glared at Bei Ji Tianzun with eyes that seemed ready to spit fire, grinding her teeth in fury.
"Goddamn bastard!"
"You—you—you... You actually dared to hit me in the face! I'll kill you all! I'll kill you!"
Lu Qingci shrieked almost hysterically, trembling with rage. Her shame and fury erupted into a torrent of hatred and malice.
Her gaze was as if she wanted to tear Bei Ji Tianzun and Ning Wangshu limb from limb!
The male cultivators also sprang to their feet, grinding their teeth and shouting furiously. "You damned dog! You actually dared to hit us in the face! You're dead! All of you are dead!"
"That's right! Not only did you hit us, you even dared to hit Miss Qingci! No one can save you today. Every last one of you is going to die!"
Hearing their threats, Ning Wangshu's gaze turned cold again. He let out a heavy snort and said icily, "Bei Ji, break all their legs, seal their cultivation, and throw them straight off this peak!"
He raised a hand and pointed at the male cultivators.
Then his gaze shifted to Lu Qingci. "As for her... Hmph. Doesn't she think she has the Third Prince of the Heaven's Wasteland Divine Dynasty backing her?"
"Then let her kneel here while we wait for the Third Prince of the Heaven's Wasteland Divine Dynasty to arrive. I want to see just how capable he is!"
As he spoke, Ning Wangshu flicked a hand, and a chair appeared behind him.
He sat down at his leisure.
"Yes, Young Master!"
Bei Ji Tianzun answered, then bared his teeth in a feral grin