Ji Zining, who had remained silent all this time, smiled with interest at the sight and gently tapped the table.
"Senior, you still haven't told me which faction you're from?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man slapped his forehead.
"Please forgive me, Divine Son Hall. It was an oversight on my part; I forgot to tell you where I came from."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man raised his hands and cupped them slightly toward Ji Zining.
"Ji Yan, second elder of the Wuji Divine Sect, greets Divine Son Hall! I have long heard of Divine Son Hall’s illustrious reputation. Now that I have met you, you truly are extraordinary!"
His tone was utterly sincere, without the slightest trace of pretense.
He greatly admired the fact that Ji Zining had received the blessing of half the power of the True Martial Dao Domain's providence.
He had just examined Ji Zining's foundation, and it was exceptionally solid as well-so solid that it could even be called somewhat outrageous.
More importantly, Ji Zining had actually reached the Peak Nascent Soul Realm in such a short time!
He had previously heard that Ji Zining had only been at the Golden Core Realm during the Divine Son's coronation ceremony.
Ji Zining smiled slightly.
"So you're a senior from the Wuji Divine Sect. Welcome to my Ziwei Holy Land, Senior."
"But now, please take your Wuji Divine Sect's people and leave, Senior. My Ziwei Holy Land does not welcome impolite people!"
"Especially you!"
With that, Ji Zining fixed her gaze on the tall young man.
At the same time, boundless sharpness surged into her eyes.
The tall young man seemed to sense something. He raised his head and met Ji Zining's gaze.
But the moment he looked, a miserable scream burst from his mouth.
"Ah! My eyes! My eyes! It hurts! Uncle, it hurts so much! Save me!"
The tall young man clutched his eyes and dropped straight to his knees.
In the end, unable to bear it any longer, he simply rolled around on the ground.
Streams of scarlet blood gushed incessantly from between the hands covering his eyes and spilled onto the floor.
The blood turned the once clean and tidy floor into a mottled mess, streaks of blood appearing across it.
Seeing this, Ji Zining let the sharpness in her eyes fade, and they returned to how they had been before.
If your eyes like to stare at people and you won't admit it, then don't use them anymore!
If no one taught you at home, no one at the Ziwei Holy Land will indulge you!
With Hua Qianyan having just told her not to hold back and to suppress anyone who offended her, Ji Zining had no more misgivings.
She was now not only Ji Zining, but also the Ziwei Holy Land.
Disrespecting her was disrespecting the Ziwei Holy Land.
Everything happened too quickly for the middle-aged man, Ji Yan, to react.
He had still been stunned by Ji Zining's words when the miserable screams rang out the very next instant.
With no time to think, Ji Yan hurriedly crouched down to examine the tall young man's eyes.
Behind them, the expressions of the envoys and heavenly geniuses from the many factions grew grave.
How decisive!
This Divine Son of the Ziwei Holy Land was a ruthless person not to be provoked!
As onlookers, they had seen everything most clearly.
As soon as Ji Zining finished speaking, boundless sharpness had surged into her pupils.
That was Sword Intent!
Ji Zining had comprehended Sword Intent!
It was precisely that Sword Intent flashing in Ji Zining's pupils that had injured the tall young man when his gaze met her eyes.
At this moment, however, they felt no pity whatsoever for the tall young man.
The Ziwei Holy Land was the host, and they were guests, even if the guests were not entirely genuine.
But as guests, even if they were not genuine, they still had to fulfill their duties as guests.
Yet the tall young man had stared straight at their Divine Son as soon as he arrived. He deserved to be taught a lesson.
Although the Divine Son of the Ziwei Holy Land was indeed good-looking.
As cultivators of major sects, however, if they were preoccupied with mere appearances, it would be an insult to the very words "cultivators of major sects."
They were ashamed to be associated with the tall young man!
They had previously thought that the tall young man was merely a little lustful and still had some sense of the bigger picture.
But now... a sense of the bigger picture?
Was the tall young man worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as those words?
He was worse than a stupid pig.
At the same time, however, the heavenly geniuses of the various factions raised their estimates of Ji Zining's strength by several levels.
They had originally thought that, with their cultivation, dealing with Ji Zining, the Divine Son of the Ziwei Holy Land, who they had heard had only recently begun cultivating, would be more than easy enough.
But after seeing Ji Zining use Sword Intent with such proficiency, they no longer dared to think so.
Although Ji Zining was only at the Peak Nascent Soul Realm, she was a formidable opponent who would be difficult to deal with!
Their trip to the Ziwei Holy Land was destined not to go smoothly.
"Ah! Uncle, it hurts!"
On the ground, the tall young man continued to scream miserably as he rolled around.
He was clearly a full-grown man, yet now he was acting like a child, crying and seeking comfort from Ji Yan.
Ji Yan carefully soothed the tall young man and moved his hands away from his eyes.
With just one look, Ji Yan's heart sank.
Ruined!
Both eyes were completely ruined!
Where were there any eyeballs left in his sockets now?
What remained in them was a lump of mangled flesh in all sorts of colors!
Not only that, but even now, traces of the sharpness of Sword Intent still filled that mangled flesh!
Anger rose in his heart. Ji Yan sprang to his feet and bellowed.
"You truly are vicious! My nephew merely looked at you once, and you ruined his eyes. What are you plotting?"
"You've only just become Divine Son, and you're already so willful. Are you going to destroy my Wuji Divine Sect in the future?!"
Hearing this, Ji Zining was so furious that she laughed. She rose from the seat of honor and spoke coldly as she walked forward.
"Your ugly nephew has a useless pair of eyes and likes to stare wherever he pleases. That alone would be one thing."
"But the point is, he looked and then stubbornly denied it. Does he think everyone will indulge him?"
"Or, now that I've done this, what can you do to me?!"
By the time she finished speaking, Ji Zining had arrived in front of Ji Yan and was staring at him with a smile that was not quite a smile.
Ji Yan's face turned livid as he looked at Ji Zining, who was right in front of him.
What could he do to her?
Hearing those words, Ji Yan nearly lost control and attacked.
But he knew that if he did, he and the tall young man would surely meet their end here.
He could already sense two powerful presences locked onto him, and he was no match for either of them.
Glancing at Hua Qianyan, who had risen to his feet in the distance, Ji Yan forced down his anger, helped the tall young man up, and said in a deep voice,
"The Ziwei Holy Land has treated my Wuji Divine Sect this way. I will report this matter truthfully to our sect master and patriarch when I return."
"Farewell!"
With that, he prepared to leave with the tall young man.
Seeing this, Ji Zining folded her arms across her chest and said coldly,
"Leave? Who said you could leave? You've offended my eyes and sullied my Ziwei Holy Land's council hall, and you think you can just leave like that?"
"If this matter isn't settled, I'm afraid neither of you will make it out that door today."