Ying Huaixu did not understand. He really did not understand.
He did not seem to have done anything.
A disciple of the Thousand Mechanisms Sect had simply discovered him and tried to kill him, so he had killed that person.
After killing him, Ying Huaixu had hidden himself.
After all, he was here to give Ye Ningshuang and He Xiuyuan some practical training. He could not steal their thunder, could he?
But gradually, Ying Huaixu felt that something was increasingly wrong.
Why were more and more people looking for him?
And every single disciple of the Thousand Mechanisms Sect looked as though they had seen a ghost when they spotted him.
Wait, what did I do?
Even Ying Huaixu could not help asking himself.
But as more and more people searched for him, Ying Huaixu eventually had nowhere left to hide.
Since these people were asking to die, he did not mind killing them.
Yet the people who were still alive looked at those he had killed with terror all over their faces.
Ying Huaixu could not quite understand.
They all lived in the cultivation world. What was the big deal about a few deaths? Was that not perfectly normal?
Why do you look as though you've seen something utterly terrifying?
But after examining the corpses, those people hurriedly reported to their superiors in terror.
"Bad news, sir! A disciple of the Divine Firmament Sword Sect has appeared here, and everyone he kills is completely devoid of vitality!"
Ying Huaixu: "???"
Is that so surprising?
Who still has vitality after dying?
But immediately afterward, things took a different turn.
"Kill this person first, whatever the cost!"
Then people from the Thousand Mechanisms Sect came swarming in to kill Ying Huaixu.
Ying Huaixu was a little angry.
*Fuck, is there something