Coughing Blood from Scolding

"You..." Half of the young man's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he was helped up.

"Sister Xin'er, why did you hit someone?" Ning Hengqing asked.

Ning Xin'er glared at Ning Hengqing and said, "If you dare to say a bad word about my mother, believe it or not, I'll hit you too?"

The corner of Ning Hengqing's mouth twitched. Although he was arrogant, he didn't dare to show off in front of Ning Xin'er. Ning Xin'er had already cultivated the Divine Martial Body. Even if he had the Profound Qi Eighth Level cultivation, it wasn't enough.

Of course, there were many disciples from the Marquis's Mansion present. If he was intimidated by Ning Xin'er's words, he would naturally lose face. So, he fixed his gaze on Ning Xiaochuan and sneered, "Everyone is telling the truth. Your brother is originally a good-for-nothing. Is it wrong for cousin Ning Xiao to question his birth? Everyone was just arguing, but you actually attacked a member of the Marquis's Mansion. When your cultivation is higher in the future, won't you try to kill your clansmen? Have you forgotten the family rules of the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion?"

"It is indeed too much. No matter what, you shouldn't attack your fellow clansmen like this!"

"We ourselves are so discordant, no wonder someone dares to kill the disciples of our Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion."

"Her own brother is originally a good-for-nothing and doesn't strive for improvement, and she doesn't allow people to talk about him. When we talk about him, it's for his own good."

Many people were accusing Ning Xin'er. Some said she was arrogant because of her talent, some said she bullied others because of her power, and some said she violated the family rules and should be punished according to family law.

Although Ning Xin'er had high cultivation, she was still just a fourteen-year-old girl. Under everyone's criticism, she was isolated and helpless, like a small blade of grass under a storm, enduring the wind and rain from all directions.

She had endured so strongly all these years. She knew that if she didn't hold on, those people would kill her brother.

It was still the same now. Facing everyone's criticism, she bit her lip tightly, her eyes glistening, holding back her tears. "That's not true! My brother is not a good-for-nothing!"

"All of you shut up! So what if I hit someone? Whoever dares to gossip again, I'll still hit them!"

"All of you shut up!"

Ning Hengqing looked at Ning Xin'er, who was surrounded by everyone, with a smug smile on his face.

Ning Xiaochuan also looked at Ning Xin'er, who was defending him, feeling inexplicably moved. For the first time, he truly regarded her as his sister. He clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and cursed, "Who the hell dares to be sharp-tongued with me again? So what if I'm a good-for-nothing? Did I sleep in your wife's bed, or did I cuckold your father? If you have the guts, come at me. What kind of skill is it to bully a little girl?"

Everyone was stunned, as if petrified. Thousands of eyes stared at Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xin'er also blinked her eyes, staring at her brother, her eyes flickering!

Ning Xiaochuan straightened his collar, walked to Ning Xin'er's side, his gaze sharp, staring at everyone present, and said, "Who is the good-for-nothing? You are the ones who are a bunch of good-for-nothings who only know how to fight among yourselves. Didn't you see the three corpses on the ground? Did you care who killed them? Did you examine their fatal wounds? Did you think about why others killed them? You are just here bullying me and my sister, seeing that we have no parents, seeing that we are orphans, seeing that we are easy to bully. Why don't you go deal with the enemies who killed the descendants of the Marquis's Mansion? Because you don't dare, because you are cowardly, because you bully the weak and fear the strong! Good-for-nothings! All of you are good-for-nothings!"

Many people were stunned by the shouting.

Ning Hengqing's face turned Azure, and he sneered, "The uncles have already examined the fatal wounds on their bodies and are now discussing it in the Deliberation Hall. Do you, this sickly person, need to worry about these things?"

Ning Xiaochuan said, "The uncles have eaten dinner tonight, so do you eat or not? The uncles still have to go to the latrine tomorrow, will you go tomorrow or not? The uncles still have to go out and lead troops to fight. Will you not go out and lead troops to fight from now on, and just stay in the mansion every day thinking about how to deal with me, this good-for-nothing?"

Ning Hengqing's face turned Azure and then pale from what Ning Xiaochuan said. His Blood Qi almost burst his Blood Vessels, and his body almost self-destructed. He gritted his teeth and said, "What are you, daring to criticize this Young Master? I will cripple you."

A large area of blood-red Martial Dao Profound Qi erupted from Ning Hengqing's palm. A chill rushed out from his body, and his clothes moved without wind.

"Look! Look! He's getting angry out of shame! He clearly knows that my physique is weak and I haven't cultivated Martial Dao Profound Qi, yet he's attacking me. He wants to kill me in broad daylight! We are born from the same root, why are we so eager to harm each other? Ning Hengqing, you want to kill your fellow clansmen now. What will happen in the future? Won't you even dare to kill the Marquis? Are you rebelling?" Ning Xiaochuan said.

"Won't you even dare to kill the Marquis? Are you rebelling?" This sentence was too serious, as serious as the crime of rebellion.

Ning Hengqing's Martial Dao Profound Qi had already rushed out of his body, but it was blocked by Ning Xiaochuan's words. The Profound Qi in his body flowed backward, and his Blood Qi reversed.

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Ning Hengqing, severely injured by his surging Profound Qi, glared fiercely at Ning Xiaochuan before collapsing straight to the ground.

Seeing Ning Hanqing cough up such a large mouthful of blood, Ning Xiaochuan pulled Ning Xin'er back two steps, afraid of getting splashed. He lightly touched his nose with a finger and said sheepishly, "I told you long ago that respect is mutual, but you just wouldn't listen."

"Pfft!" Ning Hengqing coughed up another mouthful of blood and fainted directly.

"Still a master, can't even handle two sentences. Psychological quality needs improvement!" Ning Xiaochuan shook his head and sighed.

Ning Xin'er rolled her eyes, wanting to say in her heart, Brother, those two sentences really aren't something ordinary people can handle!

Everyone was stunned on the spot again, their eyes fixed on Ning Xiaochuan. Their gazes seemed to say, "Even a master at the Profound Qi Eighth Level was made to have his Blood Qi surge in reverse and faint from your scolding. You're too awesome!"

"What's all the noise? Someone, carry Ning Hengqing away and send him to Old Lin for treatment." Ning Qianwu walked out of the Deliberation Hall and happened to see this scene.

His son had just died, so he was already in a terrible mood. Seeing Ning Xiaochuan at this moment made him even more irritable. A flash of killing intent flickered in his eyes as he said in a deep voice, "We have preliminarily determined that Ning Han and the two family servants were killed by the Blood Devouring Demon Sect. For the next half month, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion are not allowed to leave the Marquis's Mansion without permission, until the Old Marquis comes out of seclusion. He will make the final decision."

Ning Qianwu glanced at Ning Xiaochuan again, a cold light flashing, then turned and walked back into the Deliberation Hall.

Outside the Deliberation Hall, it was a commotion. All the Marquis's descendants were discussing animatedly, some with indignant expressions, others with worried looks.

"The Blood Devouring Demon Sect actually dared to kill our Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion disciples in the Imperial City! This is blatant provocation! Fight, we must fight! We must wipe out the Demonic Sect's branch in the Imperial City."

"The Blood Devouring Demon Sect is powerful, with many disciples. The Dao Masters of the Six Demonic Paths are all Martial Venerable level existences. Starting a war with them will not benefit our Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion!"

"Are we, the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion, afraid of them? The Dao Master of the Asura Demonic Path was such an arrogant figure, yet the Marquis severed his right leg with a single sword strike back then. Now he doesn't even dare to come to the Imperial City."

Ning Han's death caused a huge stir in the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion, especially since it was related to the Blood Devouring Demon Sect, making many people feel uneasy and fearful.

Ning Xiaochuan naturally knew that this was not the work of the Blood Devouring Demon Sect, but that he had drained their blood. However, he could only keep these things hidden in his heart and tell no one.

Originally, he planned to tell Ning Xin'er the secret of being able to cultivate Martial Dao Profound Qi once he became a Heart Nourisher. But after this incident, he felt it was necessary to continue hiding it.

It was very late when Ning Xiaochuan and Ning Xin'er returned to their courtyard. They ate the dinner brought by the maid together.

"Brother, what does 'sharp-tongued' mean?"

"Brother, we are born from the same root, why are we so eager to harm each other? Where did you copy that poem from?"

"Brother, you were so fierce when you were scolding! Ning Hengqing is at the Profound Qi Eighth Level, yet he was scolded to the point of coughing blood. You'll definitely become a celebrity in the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion tomorrow."

Ning Xin'er's big eyes curved like two crescent moons, constantly asking various questions.

"Haven't I always been a celebrity?" Ning Xiaochuan said.

Ning Xin'er tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "It seems so."

"I'm full, I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Ning Xiaochuan stood up and walked out, his heart urgent. There were ten stalks of Nourishing Heart Grass and ten stalks of Blood Accumulation Grass in his bag. He had been delayed in the Deliberation Hall for so long, and now he could finally begin refining them. Once the refining was complete, it would be a huge fortune. Perhaps he could even take this opportunity to break through to the Profound Qi Fifth Level realm in one go.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait any longer!