Chapter 2415 The Tree Bears Fruit

Duan Rui’s mind was in a mess; he never dreamed that the little girl accompanying him was actually a super expert.

Normally, with his Void Tempering Middle Stage True Qi, his Physical Body’s defense was extremely strong, and ordinary people couldn’t break through it. But in front of her, it was even more fragile than an eggshell, and a single punch directly smashed him into a thousand blossoming peach flowers.

The most tragic part was that this wasn’t the end. Xiaoqing had no intention of stopping; before his body could even land, another small fist had already arrived in front of him.

“Bang!”

Duan Rui was knocked to the ground by a punch, and then a foot stepped on his chest, the force so great that it directly embedded him below the ground.

Xiaoqing’s fists rained down like a storm, leaving him bruised and swollen, crying out in pain.

Only at this moment did the Jijian Sect members react. Nangong Du roared, “How dare you!”

At this moment, he also realized that the opponent was a strong cultivator. He reached out and drew the long sword from his back, a terrifying sword light cutting through the night sky, carrying a sharp killing intent as it thrust towards Xiaoqing’s face.

Jijian Sect, as its name suggests, is a Nine Star Sect that Cultivates the Dao of the sword. As a Core Disciple of the Sect, Nangong Du also had profound attainments in the Dao of the sword.

His sword was both fast and ruthless, carrying the Aura to pierce through a rainbow.

In his opinion, even if this sword couldn’t injure the little girl in front of him, it could at least force her back and save his Junior Brother.

But the facts proved him wrong. This sword, just halfway through its thrust, suddenly stopped, completely motionless. A small, jade-like hand had directly grabbed the sword’s edge.

“This…”

Nangong Du was stunned. He knew very well how powerful his sword strike was; calling it capable of splitting mountains and severing rivers was not an exaggeration.

Yet, such a sword was caught barehanded. How strong must one’s Cultivation be, and how powerful must one’s Physical Body be?

After a brief moment of shock, he quickly tried to retract his sword, but found that the treasured sword was stuck as if welded, held firmly by that small, jade-like hand. No matter how he pushed his True Qi, it wouldn’t budge an inch.

“This… this is a Great Ascension Stage expert!”

Although he was reluctant to admit it, this terrifying thought still jumped into his mind.

To be able to completely suppress him, a Void Tempering Peak cultivator, there was only one answer: the opponent was a Great Ascension Stage expert.

He never expected that a Void Refining Realm boy would have such a powerful guardian by his side.

Xiaoqing paid no attention to what he was thinking. Her small fist smashed over, directly shattering the treasured sword, and then another punch ruthlessly struck his chest.

All of this happened astonishingly fast, giving Nangong Du no time to react. He was sent flying by the punch.

Xiaoqing followed like a shadow, grabbing his ankle and using her most skilled Move, violently slamming his entire body to the ground.

Nangong Du felt his vision go black, and his internal organs felt like they were about to shatter. He spat out a mouthful of old blood.

At this moment, he regretted it bitterly. If he had known the opponent had such a strong cultivator, he either wouldn’t have come, or he would have brought the Sect’s Elders to help.

But now it was too late. All he could do was try his best to endure the opponent’s brutal assault.

Seeing their Senior Brother being beaten, the other Jijian Sect Disciples immediately came to help, but they were all knocked to the ground in an instant.

Even a Void Tempering Peak cultivator was no match for a single Move, let alone these small fry.

Xiaoqing had a good time this time, her punches landing solidly, with continuous screams and crackling sounds.

When she had beaten them enough, she turned to Ye Bufan, “Ye Dage, have they been taught enough of a lesson?”

“Enough, proceed to the next step.”

Ye Bufan stepped forward and completely sealed these people’s Cultivation, then tore off all their clothes, leaving each of them with only a pair of flowery shorts.

Then he added another step: he took all their Storage Rings, then pulled out a rope and tied these people together, lifting them into the air.

Soon, they arrived at the most prosperous area within the imperial city, found a thick, sturdy tree, and hung all these people on the tree like ginseng fruits.

However, it was late at night, and there were few passersby, so they weren’t discovered for a while.

“Alright, let’s go back.”

After doing all this, Ye Bufan and Xiaoqing happily returned to the inn.

Poor Nangong Du and the others were beaten black and blue, covered in injuries, their Cultivation sealed, and even their acupoints were sealed.

Each of them was left hanging there, unable to call out to the heavens or the earth.

As Disciples of the Jijian Sect, when had they ever suffered such humiliation? At this moment, their lungs were about to explode with rage, but there was nothing they could do. They could only slowly wait to be discovered.

They finally endured until dawn. As more pedestrians appeared on the street, a five or six-year-old child finally saw them.

“Oh, Mama, the tree has fruit! They look like people and are wearing flowery shorts!”

The child’s shout immediately attracted everyone’s attention. More and more people gathered, all looking at the people on the tree as if they were monkeys.

Nangong Du had always valued his reputation greatly. Facing the mocking and sarcastic gazes of the crowd, he wished he could immediately bury his head in his crotch.

But now he was tightly bound, like a zongzi, making any movement impossible.

It was ironic that all of this was his own careful planning. Originally, he had intended to use it on Ye Bufan, wanting to disgrace him and make him lose face.

But in the end, he had brought it upon himself, and it had all come true for him.

After enduring in agony for over half an hour, a voice came from beneath the tree.

“Brother Nangong, is that you?”

It was Feng Wuhen from yesterday. He stood beneath the tree, looking at Nangong Du with an incredulous expression.

Yesterday he was elegant and refined, but today he looked utterly dishevelled, his face beaten like a pig’s head, making him almost unrecognizable.

Nangong Du was initially ashamed to admit it, but now he had no choice. He couldn’t just hang there forever; more and more people would come to see, and he would be recognized sooner or later.

Helplessly, he could only put aside his pride and nod desperately, making muffled sounds from his mouth.

Seeing that it was indeed Nangong Du, Feng Wuhen was first stunned, then a slight smile appeared on his face. He hadn’t expected the other party to end up so miserably.

Laughter aside, he still had to help.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of wind blades whistled out, instantly severing all the ropes that bound them, releasing them from the tree.

Catching them and placing them on the ground, Feng Wuhen then unsealed Nangong Du and the others’ acupoints.

“Brother Nangong, what exactly happened? Who dared to lay hands on the Jijian Sect’s people?”

“Uh… let’s talk somewhere else.”

Nangong Du felt his face burning under the gaze of so many people. He had brought shame upon the Jijian Sect, so he dared not speak there.

Soon, they left the area and went to a secluded corner.

“Damn it, it was that guy surnamed Ye. I was tricked by him! That little girl beside him is actually an expert…”

Originally, Feng Wuhen had also wanted to teach Ye Bufan a lesson yesterday, but later he considered that attacking a Void Refining Realm cultivator would damage his reputation, so he ultimately abandoned the idea.

Now, after hearing Nangong Du’s account, he felt a wave of lingering fear. It was a good thing he hadn’t made a Move, or he would have been the one hanging from the tree.

“Brother Nangong, what do you plan to do?”

“I will definitely get my revenge for this!”

A hint of hatred flashed in Nangong Du’s eyes. Then he cupped his hands, “Thank you for your help, Brother Feng. I will remember this kindness.”

After speaking, he and his companions left the place like a gust of wind. After all, they were in no state to be seen and needed to quickly return to treat their injuries.