Dare to Bully My Jie Sect People?

"You darn bald freak! That's so unreasonable!"

Xiruan rushed up to Guanyin, her small body trembling with anger.

"I'm talking to you, and you're ignoring me, then you go bully a hurt old auntie!"

"Look, she's spitting blood and can barely walk, and you still have the nerve to drone on and on at her!"

"Do you have any sympathy at all?! Doesn't your conscience hurt?!"

A barrage of questions slammed into Guanyin the Bodhisattva.

Doesn't your conscience hurt?

Hurt?

Hurt?

She felt like stars were exploding before her eyes.

She wanted to explain that she was saving her, guiding her towards the light.

Could this infant understand such profound Buddhist terminology?

Looking at those clear, righteous eyes, Guanyin the Bodhisattva felt a flicker of doubt about her own path for the first time.

Could it be... she had done something wrong?

Wudang Holy Mother, already on the verge of collapse, felt a surge of warmth flood her entire body upon hearing Xiruan's words.

How many years had it been?

Ever since the Investiture of the Gods, disciples of the Intercepting Sect had become like rats in the street, reviled and scorned, accused of being born from eggs or scales, and looked down upon wherever they went.

She couldn't remember how many years it had been since she'd heard such simple, pure words of defense.

And they came from a descendant of her Master's bloodline.

In an instant, Wudang Holy Mother's eyes turned red.

Looking at the small figure shielding her, her heart swelled with immense pride.

Master! Do you see this!

The Intercepting Sect... has a successor!

"Little girl Bodhisattva, this matter does not concern you. Please step aside."

Guanyin the Bodhisattva finally snapped out of her self-doubt. She forcibly suppressed the absurd feeling in her heart, her expression turning serious once more.

No matter what, today she had to capture this remnant of the Intercepting Sect, Wudang Holy Mother, or she wouldn't be able to answer to the Sect Leader.

"Not concerned? How could it not be concerned!"

Xiruan puffed out her little chest, her voice crisp.

"See injustice on the road, draw your sword to help! That's the rule in our village!"

She glanced at the pitiful auntie and pointed her baby bottle at Guanyin the Bodhisattva.

"I'm telling you, with me here today, you're not going to bully her!"

"Oh?" Guanyin the Bodhisattva's eyes grew cold.

She finally understood. This child was determined to oppose her.

Since gentle persuasion wouldn't work, she would have to resort to the thunderous methods of Buddhism, to show her the immensity of heaven and earth.

"Since the young benefactor insists on interfering in the affairs of my Western Religious Sect, then this humble monk can only offend you."

Guanyin the Bodhisattva drew a Willow Branch from her Jade Pure Vase and, with a wave, profound Daoist rhymes swept towards Xiruan.

She didn't intend to kill with this strike, only to bind the child with the Willow Branch and reason with her properly.

"You dare to attack!"

Xiruan saw the green branches whip towards her and shouted, swinging her baby bottle to meet the green light!

"BOOM--!"

The baby bottle and the Willow Branch collided violently in mid-air!

Guanyin the Bodhisattva felt an indescribable, terrifying force surge back through the Willow Branch.

Her lotus pedestal shook violently a few times before she managed to stabilize herself.

Even more horrifying was that a crack had appeared on the Willow Branch!

"Hmph! Is that all the strength you have? You want to fight me?"

Xiruan raised an eyebrow, looking at Guanyin with disdain.

Guanyin the Bodhisattva was utterly speechless.

What... what kind of monster was this?!

Behind her, Wudang Holy Mother's jaw dropped in shock at the scene before her.

One strike!

One strike!

And it actually repelled the mid-stage Quasi-Saint GuanyinBodhisattva, along with their magic treasures?!

And it looked effortless?

Wudang Holy Mother rubbed her eyes vigorously, suspecting she was hallucinating due to her severe injuries.

Was this truly the strength a three-and-a-half-year-old could possess?

This domineering, world-crushing power... could it be... that the child before her was more than just her master's blood descendant?

Could she... could she possibly be...

Had her master, that elder, used some heaven-defying Spiritual Power to reincarnate and cultivate anew?!

Countless thoughts flashed through Wudang Holy Mother's mind, each one making her blood boil.

Her gaze towards Xiruan gradually shifted from shock to fervor, finally settling into immense reverence and piety.

She felt as if she could see the grand spectacle of Intercepting Sect's ten thousand immortals paying homage, about to be recreated!

"You... Who exactly are you?"

GuanyinBodhisattva's voice trembled slightly, their eyes filled with surprise and apprehension as they looked at Xiruan.

"I'm your grandma!"

Xiruan didn't have time to explain. Having landed a blow, she prepared to charge forward again and completely subdue the wicked bald head.

Just then, an excited voice came from behind her.

"Please... please forgive this disciple's poor eyesight. May I ask... may I ask if Senior is one of us from Intercepting Sect?"

Xiruan's steps faltered. She turned back and looked at the old auntie in black clothes with a puzzled expression.

Senior?

Intercepting Sect?

What was all this?

She reached up and scratched her head, replying in a milky voice, "My name isn't Intercepting Sect, my name is Xiruan."

"My daddy is Tongtian."

The words "Tongtian" exploded like chaotic divine thunder in the sea of consciousness of both Wudang Holy Mother and GuanyinBodhisattva.

Although they had suspected it, hearing the name spoken by the child still delivered a shock that left both great Quasi-Saint powers momentarily stunned.

GuanyinBodhisattva's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

Tongtian!

It was indeed that madman's doing!

No wonder! No wonder this child was so bizarre, so unreasonable!

It turned out the root was rotten from the start!

Wudang Holy Mother, on the other hand, was so moved she wept tears of joy.

She knelt down before Xiruan with a "thump," her voice choked, "Disciple Wudang greets Junior Sister!"

Since Xiruan was the master's daughter, she was naturally her junior sister.

No! That's not right!

Given the Tongtian-like power she had just displayed, and the pure Dao rhythm emanating from her, how could she possibly be just a mere junior sister?

This must be the master's avatar, or perhaps an ancient ancestor of Intercepting Sect who had been in seclusion!

Yes! It must be!

"Hey, hey, hey? What are you doing!"

Xiruan was startled by the kneeling.

"Old auntie, please get up! The ground is cold!"

She hated it most when people knelt before her. It reminded her of the poor villagers who couldn't repay their debts and knelt to beg the landlord for more time.

So pitiful.

"If Senior does not acknowledge me, this disciple dares not rise!"

Wudang Holy Mother's expression was firm, her gaze fixed intently on Xiruan.

"Please rest assured, Senior. With just a word from you, I, Wudang, will risk my life to carve a path for you and help you revive Intercepting Sect!"

Xiruan: "..."

She was completely confused by this old auntie.

Senior? Revive Intercepting Sect?

What was all this nonsense?

She just wanted to save a poor person being bullied by a wicked bald head!

While the two were talking past each other, Guanyin Bodhisattva made a decision.

We have to run, and fast!

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