That Person at the Martial Arts Hall, Too Arrogant

Yao Ling'er took it all in, her soul seemingly lost.

Her eyes reddened.

She couldn't lift her heavy feet, accompanied by a deep sense of dread.

She was now absolutely certain that her two senior brothers were dead, their remains beyond recovery.

And this martial arts school before her, though appearing ordinary, hid an absolute killing intent, a place that devoured people without spitting out bones.

"Pfft!"

Finally, overwhelmed by anger and distress, she spat out a mouthful of blood. Her slender, jade-like hand pressed against the nearby wall, her enchanting face utterly pale.

"Hm?"

Yi Feng, who was directing Zhong Qing in cleaning, happened to see this. After a moment's hesitation, he walked towards Yao Ling'er.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Yi Feng asked gently with a warm smile, assuming it was a daughter from a nearby family who had fallen ill. He believed in helping neighbors when he could.

Yao Ling'er wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and suddenly looked up, her gaze falling upon Yi Feng's face.

Her expression instantly changed, her face turning deathly pale. She stumbled back two steps in fear.

Though his face appeared ordinary, even carrying a gentle smile, in her eyes, behind that smile lay a terrifying visage.

She hadn't forgotten that it was this man who had ordered the boy to use the Swift Cloak to wipe away dust. It was this man who had treated her senior brother Wufeng's remains as food for his pet. And the Sky Shaking Stone used to fill the steps at the entrance was likely from this man's arm.

A devil!

This was how she defined Yi Feng in her heart.

"Are you really alright? Why don't you come inside and sit for a while?" Yi Feng asked with concern.

"No, no, no, no need." Hearing Yi Feng invite her inside, Yao Ling'er's pretty face changed drastically, filled with panic. Ignoring the severe damage caused by her distress, she dragged her heavy feet and fled in haste.

Right now, all she wanted was to escape this place, escape this human's sight, and quickly return to the Black Tortoise Sect to report everything to Ning Xuanwu.

"Do I look that scary?"

Watching Yao Ling'er's panicked retreat, Yi Feng touched his face, utterly bewildered.

After leaving Yi Feng, Yao Ling'er rushed back to the Black Tortoise Sect almost without stopping. By the time she returned, even with her cultivation, she was close to collapse.

The disciples of the Black Tortoise Sect were astonished to see Yao Ling'er's anxious and disheveled appearance.

To them, Yao Ling'er was Ning Xuanwu's personal disciple, aloof, beautiful, and intelligent. They had never seen her in such a state of panic.

News of Yao Ling'er's return quickly reached the higher echelons. Thus, when she arrived at the main hall, everyone, including Ning Xuanwu, was already seated and waiting.

"What's going on?"

Ning Xuanwu frowned, his gaze fixed on Yao Ling'er. Seeing her state, a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"Master."

"Senior Brother Wuchen and Senior Brother Wufeng, they..."

Yao Ling'er's eyes reddened, her enchanting body trembling, the fear in her eyes unwaning.

"What happened to them!?"

Ning Xuanwu's pupils constricted as he asked in a deep voice.

"The two senior brothers were killed by the person at the martial arts school." Yao Ling'er's voice trembled, filled with grief and indignation.

"What?"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Black Tortoise Sect, including Ning Xuanwu, turned pale.

"How did they die?" Ning Xuanwu suppressed his anger, his voice hoarse, and asked word by word, "I want you to tell me every single detail you know!"

"I don't know." Yao Ling'er shook her head sadly. "But I only know that Senior Brother Wuchen's remains are nowhere to be found. As for Senior Brother Wufeng, who cultivated the sect's divine art, only a single bone remains."

As soon as Yao Ling'er finished speaking.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence. It could be said that besides Yao Ling'er, Jing Wuchen and Jing Wufeng were the future hopes of the Black Tortoise Sect.

Yet now, together, only a single bone remained.

This news was an immense blow to the Black Tortoise Sect.

"What's even more despicable is that Senior Brother Wufeng was insulted even in death. The only bone left was used by that person as food for his pet." Yao Ling'er bit her red lip, her voice filled with hatred. The thought of the dog carrying the bone made her feel breathless.

Those were senior brothers who had accompanied her since childhood!

"Bang!"

As this news landed, Ning Xuanwu could no longer remain calm. He slammed his palm down, and the stone table beside him instantly turned to dust.

Overwhelming rage spread from him.

This was simply too much!

His two personal disciples had died such tragic deaths, and their remains were treated as pet food after death. This was an unbearable humiliation for him, Ning Xuanwu.

This palm strike caused everyone to hold their breath.

"Then, what about my two treasures?"

Finally, Ning Xuanwu asked again in a deep voice. At this moment, only Ning Xuanwu's voice echoed in the hall.