Purple Mansion Peak.
Near the edge of a dense forest at the foot of the mountain.
A group of outer sect disciples stood together, secretly sizing up something.
In the depths of the forest.
Seven to eight outer court disciples were currently punching and kicking a gray-robed youth.
The gray-robed youth was also an outer court disciple of Profound Sun Sect. However, his strength was only at the third level of the Body Refinement Realm. He was facing seven or eight outer court disciples who were stronger than him.
He could not hold on for long.
In less than three rounds, he was sent flying by a kick.
Bang!
The youth crashed into a large tree, causing the entire tree to tremble. Leaves rustled and fell, scattering all over the ground.
"Puff!"
The grey-robed youth slid down from the tree and half-knelt on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
His face was ashen.
The kick just now was kicked by a person at the tenth level of the Body Refinement Realm. It could be said to be powerful. Even a person at the tenth level of the Body Refinement Realm did not dare to take it head-on.
Today, it had fallen on him, a third level body refinement expert. One could imagine how serious his injuries were.
"Where are the spirit stones?"
A burly man walked over with large strides. He looked down at the gray-robed youth in front of him and said in a cold voice.
"No!"
The grey-robed youth raised his head and looked at him fearlessly.
"Hey, dog, I think you won't cry until you see the coffin, right?”
The burly man sneered and kicked out again. With a thud, the grey-clothed youth's body was sent flying seven to eight meters away as if he had been hit hard.
This time.
The grey-clothed youth used his hands to support himself, but he tried several times but failed to stand up.
The other party had not shown any mercy in the two kicks just now and had already severely injured his internal organs. This kind of injury would not be able to recover without a year and a half.
Moreover…
Even if he recovered, there was a high chance that he would be left with internal injuries.
"What a cheap bastard. Why don't you just take out the spirit stones yourself? You have to force me to make a move."
The burly man strode to the gray-robed youth's side. He did not continue to ask, but directly extended his hand and began to feel around the youth's body.
After touching for a long time.
The burly man suddenly frowned.
"Hmm?"
"Really?"
"How is that possible?"
The burly man retracted his hand and looked at the young man from head to toe. He confirmed that the young man did not have a storage ring.
This was strange.
There was no storage ring, nor was there a bag given by the sect to store spirit stones.
Then where did this person's spirit stones go?
Could it be that all the spirit stones were deducted by the disciples who distributed them?
Thinking of this, the burly man denied the idea in his mind. It was true that the disciples who distributed the spirit stones would deduct the spirit stones, but they would not deduct all of them.
Because once this kind of thing was spread out, they would be severely punished at the very least, or even expelled from the sect.
Therefore…
Most of the disciples who gave out spirit stones would give out two more spirit stones to those who were worth fawning over, and two less to those who were weak, but they would never give out no spirit stones.
"Little bastard, speak! Where did you hide the spirit stones?”
The burly man said with a fierce gaze.
The distance from the Cultivation Imparting Hall halfway up the Purple Mansion Peak to where they were now was not far at all. In his opinion, the gray-clothed youth must have hidden the spirit stones somewhere.
"If you have the ability, then kill me. Otherwise, three years later, I, Ye Han, will return the humiliation today a hundredfold!”
The young man named Ye Han's eyes were cold. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the burly figure in front of him as he spoke word by word.
"We're finished!"
Not far away.
A group of outer sect disciples were watching.
After hearing Ye Han's words, the same word appeared in everyone's mind.
It was fine if he didn't take out the spirit stones, but now he was saying such harsh words. Wasn't he asking for trouble?
As expected.
In the next moment.
The burly man's eyes flashed with viciousness.
"You dog, you still dare to threaten me?"
As he spoke.
He stretched out a hand and grabbed the young man's neck. He lifted him up and slowly clenched his fist.
The grey-robed youth's face became paler and paler, and even his life force began to weaken.
"Do you believe that I'll cripple your cultivation right now? Forget three years, even if I give you thirty years, what can you do to me?”
At the side.
A few of the burly man's underlings looked like they were watching a good show.
No one else knew.
They all knew that Senior Brother Bai Shaowei was not an ordinary person.
He had an inner disciple backing him up. Although Bai Shaowei didn't dare to kill someone, crippling an outer disciple's cultivation wasn't difficult.
As long as no one was killed, that inner sect senior brother could help them suppress it.
In the past.
The other outer sect disciples who were robbed by them pinched their noses and gave the spirit stones to them. It was not that they had not encountered such a tough person like Ye Han before.
However, the result was that his cultivation was crippled by Senior Brother Bai Shaowei and thrown outside the sect.
The loss of one or two outer sect disciples in the huge Profound Sun Sect was a small matter that would not cause any waves, nor would it attract the attention of the higher-ups.
If nothing unexpected happened.
Today, this Ye Han would probably follow in the footsteps of those people from before.
Maybe...
Ye Han's fate was even more miserable.
After all.
Not only did he refuse to give the spirit stones, he even threatened them.
To Bai Shaowei, this was something unforgivable.
"I'll ask you one last time. Where are the spirit stones?”
Bai Shaowei asked again.
"No... Yes!"
Ye Han spat out two words with difficulty.
"Very good!"
Killing intent flashed in Bai Shaowei's eyes, and he increased the strength in his hands by 30%. Ye Han, who was already on the verge of death, immediately became weak.
He could lose his life at any moment.
Ye Han was about to be crushed to death by Bai Shaowei.
At this moment.
A clear voice came from not far away.
"Bai Shaowei, the first rule of Profound Sun Sect is to forbid fellow disciples from killing each other.”
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