Zhao Long's cheeks were swollen from the beating, and golden light flashed before his eyes.
His Spiritual Qi surged, and he tried to unleash it several times, but each time he was about to do so, he would sense a chilling killing intent.
This forced him to suppress it relentlessly.
Feeling the burning sensation on his face, he felt utterly humiliated!
Zhao Long, a dignified inner disciple and a Peak Wheel Sea Realm, was slapped in the face like this—what an utter humiliation!
Zhao Long was about to explode with anger.
But he never considered how Xiang'er Xiang'er the others felt when he bullied them before.
At the same time, Xiang'er and the others were also stunned.
They stared blankly at everything happening before their eyes, almost wondering if they were seeing things.
In their eyes, how could the handsome and gentle Holy Son display such cruelty?
shock!
Unbelievable!
Although they had heard about what happened at the investiture ceremony, they simply couldn't connect that domineering holy son with the refined holy son they knew before.
Now, they are finally starting to believe it.
After a brief moment of shock, a warm feeling washed over them, and they were deeply moved.
Because they knew that Ye Xuan was doing this for them, to avenge them.
"Bang!"
Ye Xuan slapped Zhao Long dozens of times until he was beaten into a pig's head, before kicking him away.
Zhao Long was sent flying and crashed heavily to the ground, completely disoriented.
He struggled to his feet, staring coldly at Ye Xuan, and said, " Ye Xuan, how dare you insult me like this?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan flew into a rage and rushed over to deliver a kick.
Click!
Zhao Long's leg was crushed to pieces, and a shrill scream came from his mouth.
Ye Xuan coldly replied, "Insult you? When you insult others, have you ever considered that you yourself might also be insulted?"
As Ye Xuan spoke, a surge of anger rose within him again, and he stomped down with his foot once more.
Click!
Zhao Long's other leg was also crushed to pieces.
Ye Xuan said coldly, "As an inner disciple, don't you know that I, the Holy Son, am the head of all disciples?"
"You not only don't call me 'Senior Brother,' but you also dare to address me by my full name? Who gave you the audacity?"
Zhao Long collapsed to the ground, convulsing, but dared not utter another word.
Ye Xuan is truly ruthless.
If they dare to say another word, they might lose both their arms.
He was furious, furious at Ye Xuan's overbearing behavior, and also helpless, helpless because his strength was insufficient.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of that peerless figure on the martial arts stage, a figure of unparalleled elegance and slaughter in all directions.
If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have come, and he certainly shouldn't have humiliated Xiang'er and her group.
After all, who could have imagined that Ye Xuan would be so ruthless towards him for the sake of those maids?
Ye Xuan ignored Zhao Long and instead looked at Xiang'er and the others, saying, "Get up, all of you, beat him up! Beat him back the way he beat you!"
"You are my people, how can you be bullied by others? No one but me can bully you."
overbearing!
Xiang'er and the others were almost moved to tears upon hearing this.
The way they looked at Ye Xuan again had changed.
Zhao Long gritted his teeth: "You—"
Ye Xuan glared at him. "What do you mean, 'you'? If you dare to utter another word, believe me, this Holy Son will cripple your cultivation!"
Zhao Long immediately dared not speak again.
What a humiliation!
It was one thing for him to be beaten by Ye Xuan, but if he were beaten by Xiang'er and those other menial disciples, how would he ever be able to hold his head high again?
How dare you hit him, you mere ant?
Zhao Long dared not speak, but turned his gaze and looked fiercely at Xiang'er and her group.
Originally, Xiang'er and her group were somewhat afraid and dared not make a move.
But seeing Zhao Long's sinister gaze, they became enraged.
"You beast, I'll beat you to death!"
"You bully others just because you have higher cultivation levels. I despise trash like you the most."
You're the dog! Your whole family are dogs, worse than pigs and dogs!
They cursed and rushed forward, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks at Zhao Long.
A bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, echoed throughout the room; Zhao Long was on the verge of fainting.
Damn, women are ruthless! If you're going to hit someone, why hit them there?
Ye Xuan's lips twitched, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes as he looked at Xiang'er and the others.
Women are terrifying, especially when they go crazy.
At the Holy Son Mountain.
"Why are there screams coming from up there? What happened?"
"Who knows? I just saw Zhao Long go up there. Could he have gotten beaten up?"
"How is that possible? Is Zhao Long brain-dead? How dare he provoke the Holy Son?"
Hearing the screams from the mountain, countless disciples couldn't help but whisper among themselves, their hearts filled with curiosity.
However, not many people dare to go up Holy Son Mountain, as it is now a forbidden area, inhabited by the peerless holy son.
What if I anger them? Wouldn't I be completely finished?
In fact, after the investiture ceremony, apart from the ten candidates for Holy Son and a few prodigy disciples, everyone else held Ye Xuan in high esteem. It was a deep and heartfelt esteem.
They really don't dare to act recklessly.
"Go back and tell that Qi Yao to go somewhere cool and stay there. If he wants to challenge this Holy Son, he'll have to kill a hundred Essence Condensation Peak first."
"Without such a record, you dare to challenge me, the Holy Son? Do you think just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can challenge me?"
"Roll!"
Just as everyone was discussing, a cold voice suddenly came from Holy Son Mountain, and the next second, with a whoosh, a figure flew down from it.
When the man fell to the ground with a thud, everyone could see clearly that it was actually a pig's head with broken legs and no clothes on.
Good heavens, look at that face! It's been beaten so badly, even his parents probably wouldn't recognize him.
And another thing, slapping someone in the face is one thing, but why strip them naked? That's just too cruel.
"Holy crap, the Holy Son is too ruthless!"
"This was made by the Holy Son? Why?"
"Damn it, we'd better not mess with the Holy Son again. He's a god, we can't afford to offend him!"
"Is this Zhao Long? Hahaha, that's fucking hilarious!"
Countless people gathered around Zhao Long, gesturing and laughing.
Zhao Long was so ashamed and indignant that his face turned red, and he wished he could disappear into the ground.
This horrific scene of social death made his death utterly unbearable.
What's most infuriating is that he still can't fall into a coma.
Holy Son Hall.
"Here, these are the spirit stones Zhao Long had; they're yours. And here's a bottle of healing medicine; take it and use it."
"If anyone dares to bully you again, come straight in to me. Don't be stupid and get beaten up outside, understand?"
Ye Xuan tossed the things he had looted from Zhao Long to Xiang'er and her group, and gave them a bottle of healing pills, saying with exasperation, "You're all so hopeless."
"Understood, Senior Brother Ye."
Xiang'er and the others nodded quickly, like chicks pecking at rice.
Ye Xuan didn't say anything more and turned back to the Holy Son Hall.
On the other hand, when Zhao Long returned to his cave, he had already become completely famous in the Ancient Desolate Holy Land.
He provoked the Holy Son, was crippled in both legs, stripped naked, and forced to run—no, crawl naked—back to his cave. What an honor!
It's hard not to become famous.
" Ye Xuan! You bastard! You son of a bitch! One day I'll kill you! And those bitches, I'll kill you too!"
Inside the cave, Zhao Long pounded the ground with his fists while letting out a low growl through gritted teeth.
"What's going on?" Just then, a detached voice rang out, and a young man stepped in.
It was Qi Yao.
Qi Yao, one of the ten candidates for the Holy Son!