I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 128
Chapter 128: Chapter 129: The Overbearing Ou Yezi
Translator: 549690339
“I’ll ask one more time, why are there your people inside the Immortal Feather Sect?”
Ou Yezi still asked in a calm and unhurried manner.
“It was… it was I who sent them. I just wanted to use the Immortal Feather Sect to capture Li Xiaobai and expel him from the sect, to prevent trouble for the sect!”
Yue Buqun was still arguing desperately, trying hard to dissociate himself from any relationship with the Evil Cultivators.
“Bang!”
This time another hand suddenly exploded, turning into a mist of blood that burst open in the void.
“I don’t like to ask the same question three times.”
“I’ll talk, I’ll talk!”
Yue Buqun was sweating profusely from the pain. He could regenerate his arm in an instant, but he didn’t dare. In front of Ou Yezi, he didn’t even dare to stop the bleeding, and the other’s hand was already lightly resting on his head, which he understood all too well.
Ou Yezi’s patience had worn thin and he was ready to begin a soul search!
“I’m one of the Evil Cultivators. Li Xiaobai stole something from that lord, so I was ordered to find Li Xiaobai and bring him before the Evil Cultivator.”
At this point, Yue Buqun spilled everything, revealing his connections with the Evil Cultivators and glaring hatefully at his own disciple, Yue Fan.
It was all because of this fool. If it hadn’t been for this rebellious act on his own, how could he have been captured?
Now everything was over. He had been checked by the Sect Leader, without any chance to flee. Not to mention the other disciples within the sect who had turned to the Evil Cultivators. Now that the big fish like himself had been caught, those minions had probably already been dealt with.
“Sect Leader, I was also muddled for a moment and bewitched by the Evil Cultivator. Please, for the many years of service I have dedicated to the Holy Demon Sect, spare my life!”
Yue Buqun was crying bitterly, pleading incessantly.
The disciples below were shocked to their cores, not just the disciples, but many Elders were also surprised, having never imagined that Elder Yue was one of the Evil Cultivators.
He had hidden himself too deeply; the Evil Cultivators were truly ubiquitous.
Luckily, the Sect Leader had keen insight and caught this band of traitors all at once.
“I never thought that Elder Yue would truly be a traitor!”
“Indeed, he had allied with the Evil Cultivators, thankfully Sect Master Ye discovered it in time!”
“But the Sect Leader is formidable too, so decisive in capturing Elder Yue directly. If this had been a misunderstanding, it would not have been a minor issue.”
“Heh, the Sect Leader’s actions cannot be measured by ordinary reasoning. With our wisdom, it’s difficult to fathom what goes on in the mind of the Sect Leader.”
The disciples whispered among themselves again, what should have been a massive rebellion was inexplicably nipped in the bud like this.
Everyone felt like they had watched the beginning and the end of a good show, with all the troublesome parts in the middle wiped away, leaving them with a unique aftertaste.
Li Xiaobai was also surprised, not expecting his own Sect Leader to be so domineering, to act so decisively in capturing people without hesitation.
Seeing this, it was clear that he had already been aware of the treachery within the sect and their allegiance to the Evil Cultivators.
This Sect Leader’s not bad at all!
Right now, Yue Fan and the others were ashen-faced. With their master captured, they had no hope of stirring up any trouble and could only obediently await their fate.
“Of course, you are an elder of the sect, who has contributed a great deal to the sect, and I wouldn’t want to kill you unless absolutely necessary. Feng, take these people to the Water Prison to await further disposition!”
Ou Yezi waved his hand, tossing all five individuals to Feng Qingyang.
“Ladies and gentlemen, as you have seen, the sect has unfortunately been infiltrated by traitors. However, the number of traitors is much greater than these few. Within our sect, since three years ago, there have already been those who were bought by evil cultivators. Today, as the sect leader, I shall purge all traitors and thoroughly reorganize our sect!”
Having said that, Ou Yezi’s figure suddenly trembled violently, and hundreds of Ou Yezis emerged from his body, growing to normal size and charging in all directions.
“This is a secret technique of the Eastern Sea, ‘Thousand Forms Technique’. For the sect leader all the way in the Northern Region to be capable of such a secret technique!”
In the distance, among the prodigies who were watching this drama unfold, someone exclaimed in shock. It was Shenxu Zi, who, being from the Eastern Sea, was naturally very familiar with this secret technique.
It was rumored that the ancestor of the Eastern Sea was a Monkey King, from whose single strand of hair could emerge myriad clones, with incomparable power.
The descendants summarized this secret technique, called ‘Thousand Forms Technique’. Although not capable of emulating the ancestor’s prowess, creating dozens of clones was still well within their means.
Yet at this moment, Ou Yezi had instantly created over a hundred clones, and each possessed the ability to fight, which was quite terrifying.
Was this man truly only at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage of cultivation?
After finishing all this, Ou Yezi approached Li Xiaobai and the others, “Li Xiaobai, regarding the matter of Immortal Feather Sect, I, as the sect leader, will accompany you. If Liu Mang does not show up, then fine, but if he dares to take action, I shall ensure his demise!”
Hiss!
The sect leader was exuding an extraordinary level of dominance. Liu Mang must be the straw-cloaked man from the other day. His Transcendance Tribulation Stage strength apparently did not concern the sect leader in the slightest; his level of braggadocio could compete with my own.
“Woof! Who do you think you are, old man? Stop blurting nonsense. Your Lord Ergouzi will flatten everything!” Ergouzi bared his teeth and smirked.
“Giggle, your superior has yet to make a move; what right do you have to speak?” Ji Wuqing drew on his tobacco and said indifferently.
But the next second, his expression changed, as the packet of tobacco hanging from his chest suddenly vanished without a trace, and a somewhat puzzled voice came through.
“What is this? Along the way, I saw many disciples using this substance. Has it become popular recently?”
Ou Yezi, who needed no teacher, easily lit up a stick of tobacco, and in the desperate eyes of Ji Wuqing, drew a long, swirling breath, puffing out clouds of smoke.
“Containing Enlightenment Tea Leaves; its effect maximized through combustion. Such a talented invention, and what’s most commendable is its mass production capability. No wonder the disciples of the sect have been having successive breakthroughs in cultivation lately. It seems they’ve been benefiting from your innovation.”
Ou Yezi continued smoking one after another. While the substance was of no use to him, it still felt somewhat pleasant to partake in.
“No! That’s my tobacco!”
Ji Wuqing’s face filled with utter despair, flopping about on the ground. Unfortunately, his legs were too short; even when jumping, he could only manage to hit Ou Yezi’s knees.
“So, this thing is called tobacco. It is indeed quite pleasant.”
Ou Yezi intentionally took another deep drag in front of Ji Wuqing, leaving him in complete despair as his tobacco was smoked away, rendering his life dull and flavorless.
Ergouzi was extremely vigilant, protecting the tobacco at his chest from being stolen.
Li Xiaobai was speechless, “Sect Leader, shouldn’t we be setting off? My sect is still waiting for me to come to its rescue!”
Ou Yezi exhaled a smoke ring, “Indeed, showing compassion and loyalty, you are indeed a disciple of the Holy Demon Sect. Let’s move out!”
Ignoring the shocked expression of Ji Wuqing, Ou Yezi fiercely tossed the half-finished tobacco to the ground, formed a spell with his hands, and in an instant, everyone disappeared from their location.
