#1237 - Chapter 1237: Not Saying a Word

"Okay, we won't talk about it anymore." The junior disciple finished answering and quickly pulled Ye Kong onto the bed, tightly covering them both with the blanket.

"This is...?" Ye Kong was a little puzzled.

"Don't talk. This is the supervising senior brother for this mission. He's very powerful. If you don't listen, he'll throw you into the quicksand river." The junior disciple was obviously very afraid of this supervisor, burying his head in the blanket and not daring to make a sound.

Ye Kong wanted to see who it was.

He opened a corner of the blanket, but couldn't see clearly, so he lifted the entire blanket off his head.

Unexpectedly, their eyes met. The man saw that a disciple dared to look directly at him, and lashed out with a whip.

Ye Kong directly grabbed it.

"You dare to fight back?" The supervising senior brother was very angry, and lashed out with the whip again.

Ye Kong was afraid of alerting others, so he endured the whip.

"Snap!" The whip cracked through the air, then landed heavily on Ye Kong's body. The person used all their strength, and Ye Kong felt his entire body freeze, feeling a sharp pain. Ye Kong couldn't help but swallow the pain.

Seeing that Ye Kong didn't dare to move, the supervising senior brother continued to lash out twice, each whip more forceful than the last. Seeing that Ye Kong didn't move, knowing that this person had given in, he felt relieved and swaggered away to other places.

Ye Kong lifted the blanket off his body. Even though he had immediately used his feather coat to block it, the first whip had landed squarely on him.

A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late!

Ye Kong looked for medicine for bruises and sprains in his pouch. If the whip marks on his arm were not treated in time, they would leave scars.

At this moment, Ye Kong heard a rustling sound behind him. It was the junior disciple from just now. He first looked around to see if anyone was nearby, then fumbled under the pillow for a long time, took out a bottle of golden sore medicine and gave it to Ye Kong.

"Apply some of this, it's the most effective for treating whip injuries."

Ye Kong took it, opened the bottle of golden sore medicine, and saw that more than half of it had already been used. Ye Kong thought for a moment and then asked, "So, this supervisor often beats you guys?"

The junior disciple looked behind him, confirmed that no one was looking this way, and immediately nodded, "The supervising senior brother has strong spiritual power and is respected by the sect leader, so he can do whatever he wants."

Seeing that it was inconvenient for Ye Kong to apply the medicine, the junior disciple took the medicine bottle and gently sprinkled the golden sore medicine on Ye Kong's wound, causing Ye Kong's mouth to twitch in pain.

"Okay." The junior disciple put away the medicine bottle. "You should avoid the supervising senior brother in the future. Don't provoke him, and you won't suffer unwarranted disasters."

Because of the injury on his arm, Ye Kong could only lie on his side. The junior disciple beside him quickly fell asleep, and the snoring made Ye Kong feel irritable, so he got up and went out. As soon as he reached the door, he heard voices outside.

Ye Kong eavesdropped.

"This year's disciples are really disappointing. They're all so weak. They haven't improved after so long of cultivation. Bringing them is simply a burden!"

This is... the supervisor's voice.

Someone chimed in, "Why be angry? They're all cannon fodder, used to trip Ye Kong and help us get ahead. Anyway, there will be a big battle with Ye Kong tomorrow, so let's use these disciples as bait to exhaust Ye Kong's spiritual power, and then we'll strike from behind. By then..."

"By then, taking down Ye Kong will be no problem! Hahaha..." The supervisor was already thinking about the good things. "Anyway, this Ye Kong is currently powerless. We can just poison him and burn the mountain. Why bother with so much trouble and make such a big fuss?"

"Isn't this using the name of a hunting competition? When the Tai Chu Academy questions us, we can use accidental killing as an excuse. Otherwise, we won't be able to explain it to the Tai Chu Academy."

Ye Kong broke out in a cold sweat.

A few days ago, after the upper realm determined the ranking competition among the sects, they wanted to hold a hunting competition to strengthen friendly relations between the sects.

It happened that the Tai Chu Academy was rebuilding after the disaster and had heavy responsibilities. Therefore, they declined.

Unexpectedly, the prey was actually himself?

They had been planning this for so long?

Now the moon is dark and the wind is high, and Ye Kong is temporarily hiding here. Tomorrow morning, as the sun rises, Ye Kong will soon be exposed. Moreover, judging from their tone, many sects besides the Tai Chu Academy have come to participate in this hunting competition.

People from Changqing Academy, Yuefeng Mountain, and the Bai Clan have already appeared one after another, and even the obscure Thousand Buddha Cave has also participated.

There is nowhere to escape. There is also something to be concerned about when fighting.

Ye Kong fell into deep thought.

Just then, the junior disciple who was sleeping beside him woke up, saw Ye Kong sitting there blankly, and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet? There's a fierce battle to fight tomorrow."

"Fierce battle?" Ye Kong asked.

Ye Kong lay down, "But you may not be Ye Kong's opponents."

"It doesn't matter, the senior brothers are very powerful, and they almost defeated Ye Kong in the sect ranking competition."

Hearing 'almost', Ye Kong smiled, "But I'm very curious, why do you all want to put Ye Kong to death? He shouldn't know you, right?"

"This is a new task in the sect. If we take it down, we can all stay in the sect this year and not be driven out." The junior disciple lowered his head. "This is our only chance."

Although this act of forcibly placing opportunity on the fate of others is really not righteous.

The junior disciple continued, "I don't know what Ye Kong did, but everyone says he's wrong, so he must be wrong!"

"What do you mean 'everyone says he's wrong!'" Ye Kong raised his voice, "You people haven't even seen Ye Kong, you don't even know who he is, and you casually obliterate his life and death. In the end, your cultivation is meaningless!"

"What's all the noise! Ye Kong is the enemy of the people, and you're speaking up for him. Are you a traitor?" The voices of the two people woke up the people sleeping next to them, and everyone stood up and looked at Ye Kong.

"That's right, this person has been speaking up for Ye Kong. I can't stand it anymore. Let's arrest him and send him to the supervising senior brother."

But that junior disciple kept his head down and didn't say a word.