Chapter 889 - Can’t Leave That Easily

Seeing Lan Xinyu gloating at someone else’s misfortune, Baili Han said slowly, “You base your happiness on the suffering of the weak… This mentality is not good…” Of course, Baili Han knew why Lan Xinyu was so happy. As a cultivator, one had to focus on people who were stronger, and not find peace and balance from bullying the weak. In his opinion, this would affect the inner realm during cultivation.

“You mean I should spar with Ling Chuxi every day, so that I can maintain a strong cultivator’s heart?” Lan Xinyu understood what he meant and asked, blinking up at him.

“Hmm… It should be okay to be happy occasionally,” Baili Han thought for a while then said. If she sparred with Ling Chuxi every day, instead of a strong cultivator’s heart, she might instead get dejected to the point of abandoning martial arts and focusing on academic studies.

Frankly speaking, Baili Han himself felt quite relieved when he saw Wei Zhixuan getting abused.

Meanwhile, Ling Chuxi had finally stopped, but Wei Zhixuan was scared and tired. His mind was so muddled that he was still jumping around and waving his dagger.

“Alright, stop!” Ling Chuxi intended to take over the Jade Peak Sect’s property, and didn’t want him to die of exhaustion. She swung her sword past Wei Zhixuan’s throat.

A cold chill overcame him, and Wei Zhixuan regained his senses and stopped. However, under the intrusion of the needle-like True Qi, his whole body was sore and itchy, causing him to twitch nonstop. Both of his hands were numb because he had swung them so much.

“I told you that you would have a seizure, but you did not believe me. Do you believe me now?” Ling Chuxi asked solemnly.

After saying this, the people around them burst out laughing. It was true—Wei Zhixuan was now shaking and shivering as if he was having a seizure! Jiang Wuhen leaned on Su Xiu’er’s shoulder, feeling refreshed. Earlier, Wei Zhixuan had made him suffer and bullied him, and now he had to pay back with interest. Seeing Wei Zhixuan so embarrassed, he felt very satisfied. However, he was also comfortable for another reason: in his weakened state, he was leaning on Su Xiu’er’s shoulder, but instead of pushing him away like she usually did, she looked worried and concerned for him.

“Hehe, I believe it, I believe it.” Seeing Ling Chuxi stop attacking, Wei Zhixuan finally felt relieved. His unworthy life had been saved, he had made it out in one piece. The True Qi that Ling Chuxi injected into his meridians was gradually dissipating too, making him feel better. That was why he couldn’t care about his dignity anymore and smiled awkwardly, agreeing with Ling Chuxi’s words.

“Still competing?” Ling Chuxi retracted the Luo Chen Sword and asked with a cold expression.

“Not competing, no! Sorry for the offence made just now, I shall make a move at once….” As he spoke, he shuddered and backed away. Wei Zhixuan had felt her power firsthand, so how could he possibly want to continue fighting Ling Chuxi? He couldn’t wish for more than to leave this place immediately.

“Sect Master Wei, are you leaving just like that? Have you forgotten something?” Of course Ling Chuxi wouldn’t let him off the hook that easily. His eyes widened in panic as the signed agreement was brought out.

Wei Zhixuan’s expression suddenly changed. He had been overconfident just now, and had impulsively signed the agreement with Ling Chuxi. Now that he really had to give away the Wei family’s property and the sect, how could he be willing? He never expected to lose!