Great Soul Master Draws Out Soul Saint, Two Slaps

"What? A grand sect with a history of ten thousand years, and now you don't even dare accept a match between juniors?"

"Looks like the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is nothing but a hollow name!"

As his words fell, he raised a hand and waved it.

Swish, swish, swish—

Several young figures stepped out from among the various sect delegations. They stood tall and proud, their auras overbearing as bright yellow soul rings steadily rose around them.

The leading youth was only fifteen or sixteen, with broad shoulders and tightly defined muscles. His eyes brimmed with arrogance and defiance, two yellow soul rings circling neatly around him. He was clearly a level twenty-seven assault-type Grand Soul Master!

The others were no weaker than level twenty-three Grand Soul Masters. Every one of them was a core prodigy nurtured with the full resources of their sects, having fought and trained for years with immensely rich combat experience.

Every one of their auras completely overwhelmed all the young disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect present.

The Jade Water Sect Master swept a mocking glance over Ning An and sneered in a sarcastic tone, "Young Sect Master Ning, don't be scared."

"The disciples we brought really aren't strong. They're just random toilet scrubbers we trained on a whim. The strongest is only a level twenty-seven Grand Soul Master—not even a Soul Elder."

"Surely your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect wouldn't dare refuse a challenge from even such scraps as these, would you?"

"If you don't even have that much courage, then I'd say you might as well take down the sign of your ten-thousand-year top-tier sect!"

Those words were truly revolting.

The elders and disciples of the other affiliated sects also chimed in one after another.

"A great sect? What cowards!"

"If they'd just handed over sixty percent of the profits sooner, none of this would be necessary. Now they have to take a beating before handing it over anyway."

Every humiliating word pierced the hearts of everyone from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The elders' faces turned livid, their bodies shaking with rage, yet they were utterly unable to refute them.

What the other side said was true.

The current Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was like a fierce tiger entering its twilight years, no longer capable of holding off a pack of wolves.

Just then, a clear, furious young girl's voice suddenly rang out from outside the hall!

"You've gone too far!"

Her crisp voice was thick with anger. Accompanied by hurried footsteps, a petite figure rushed into the council hall.

The girl was only eleven years old, pretty and adorable, with lively brows and eyes. Her pink glazed dress made her look pure and gentle. She was Ning An's younger sister, one of the new generation of disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—Ning Tian!

When she learned that the affiliated sects had come to pressure them step by step, she could no longer restrain herself.

Ning Tian rushed into the hall and immediately saw her brother, standing alone as he held the situation together while surrounded by everyone.

Then she looked at the arrogant outsiders opposite them, and her eyes instantly filled with fury and grievance.

She quickly walked to Ning An's side, raised her clear eyes, and glared at the sect masters before her. Every word rang out forcefully, carrying the purest righteous indignation of youth:

"Our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has protected your sects for so long!"

"We provided cultivation resources, opened trade routes for you, and sheltered you from foreign enemies! How many sect conflicts were settled only because the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect stepped in!"

"You relied on our sect and developed in peace, but now that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has declined, you've come to kick us while we're down?!"

"You ungrateful, utterly shameless wretches!"

Ning Tian's reasoned rebuke caused the arrogant crowd opposite her to pause slightly.

But only for an instant. Their mockery and indifference soon became even more unrestrained.

They had no shame. Moral condemnation meant nothing to them.

The Longwind Sect Master gave a scornful laugh, completely unconcerned. Looking down at Ning Tian, he spoke with extreme harshness, "We never begged you to protect us!"

"What gratitude? What righteousness? Before profit and power, they're worth less than nothing!"

The Jade Water Sect Master dropped all pretense. His eyes were full of contempt as he said arrogantly, "That's right. We are ungrateful, and we are taking advantage of your misfortune!"

"So what?"

"Today, we're bullying your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect because it has fallen! We're bullying you because you have no one left to use!"

"What can you do about it?"

"Just take it!"

Those final three words were like the sharpest slap, viciously striking the faces of everyone in the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Tian's eyes reddened with rage. Her small body trembled slightly, her chest heaving violently. Her little face was filled with anger and humiliation, while the nails of her clenched fists nearly dug into her palms.

She still wanted to step forward and argue. She still wanted to denounce these shameless villains!

But in the next instant, a warm, steady hand gently pressed down on her shoulder.

That warmth reached her, firmly calming the enraged Ning Tian.

Ning An gently shielded his sister behind him and slowly raised his dark eyes.

The last trace of warmth in the eyes of the youth who had remained calm as water amid the endless insults finally vanished completely.

What replaced it was bone-deep coldness.

Honestly, he truly hadn't expected this bunch to be such ungrateful, backstabbing wolves.

They had really broadened his horizons regarding the diversity of species.

Before anyone present could react—

Slap—!

A crisp, resounding slap suddenly exploded through the entire hall!

The Jade Water Sect's sect master, who had been the most arrogant just moments ago, was sent spinning half a turn on the spot!

Half his face immediately swelled red, the corner of his mouth split open, and blood seeped out at once!

Everyone's pupils contracted sharply, their faces filled with disbelief!

No one had expected Ning An, the young sect master who had always been gentle and composed, to actually strike first!

The Jade Water Sect's sect master was stunned.

He stood frozen in place, his head buzzing. The burning pain in half his face made his whole body go numb, and his eyes were full of terror and disbelief.

He was a Soul Saint above level seventy!

Whether in cultivation or experience, he far surpassed this eleven-year-old boy before him!

Yet this boy actually dared to hit him?

Moreover, at the instant the boy struck, it felt as if the aura of some ferocious beast had locked onto him.

That was definitely not soul power a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda should possess.

Could it be...?

Ning An's gaze was indifferent as he looked down coldly at the stunned and discomposed Jade Water Sect master. His voice was icy:

"It is true that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has declined."

"But even a dying camel is bigger than a horse."

"With the ten-thousand-year foundation of my sect, if we wished to wipe out any one of your vassal sects, do you really think we couldn't?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his backhand and delivered an even louder slap!

Slap!

The second crisp crack tore through the deathly silent hall once more!

The Jade Water Sect master's other cheek immediately swelled into a matching red welt. He staggered back several steps, nearly collapsing to the floor!

Those two slaps completely shattered all his arrogance and conceit.

"What the hell are you?"

Ning An swept his gaze over the other man's utterly wretched appearance. Every word was like ice, suffocating everyone in the hall:

"You dare act so arrogantly in front of me? Are you worthy?"

The sect masters, elders, and talented disciples of every vassal sect across from him all went pale, and no one dared utter another word!

Within the hall, the elders and disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect all shuddered!

The pent-up frustration, fury, and humiliation they had endured for so long erupted in that instant!

That was damn satisfying!

The young sect master was awesome.

Ning Tian stood behind her older brother. Her reddened eyes instantly lit up, filled with worship and reassurance.

This was her brother!

The Jade Water Sect master covered his face, his body stiff with both pain and fear. The way he looked at Ning An was filled with... apprehension.

He did not doubt for a second that if he continued acting arrogant, this Young Sect Master Ning would truly make his sect disappear.

Ning An's gaze slowly swept over everyone from the vassal sects.

His cold voice rang out again.

"Didn't you want a match? Come on, then."