"Don't fight, oh, young lady, please spare me!"

"You still hit me, my face is swollen!"

"My biological mother, auntie, you are my biological mother, stop hitting …!"

The three trees were tied to each other in a row. The club was swollen and blue, and he pleaded for mercy with a dejected face. Ning Yun held his sword in his hand and smacked the hammer in the face proudly. He said angrily, "Scold me. Didn't you say it hard just now? Why didn't you stop scolding me?"

The unlucky big hammer offended Ning Da Qian Jin with a single sentence in Zhao Ri City. Not long ago, he wanted to peel Ning Yun's storage belt, but Ning Yun unexpectedly sealed his spiritual power. Then, Yu Jia's heavy leg smashed him into a mouthful of mud. This rammer didn't know whether to die or not, and even cursed after being restrained. In the end, Ning Yun used his sword to slap him dozens of times, and his teeth almost loosened.

"Auntie, grandma, I don't dare. Please spare me!" The big hammer said resentfully. Although it was begging for mercy, its tone was stiff.

Ning Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "If you're still unconvinced, Old Witch, come and slap him!"

"Alright!" Wu Yanshou rubbed his fists and walked over. The hammer hurriedly struggled and howled, "I admit it, I admit it!"

"Even if you admit it, you still have to fight!" Ning Yun coldly threw out a sentence that made the club despair.

Wu Yanshou chuckled and said, "Big fat cow, let's get close. Don't worry, we won't lose all our teeth. At most, one or two of our teeth will be lost. It won't stop us from eating and drinking. We just have a bit of a leak in our speech!"

Pa pa pa!

The hammer immediately cried out in pain. Ning Yun nodded in satisfaction. He walked in front of the bald man Shi Tai and asked amusedly, "You're called Aunt Shi?"

The bald man kindly corrected, "Shi Tai, charity, calm Tai … ah, don't slap me in the face, don't slap me in the face, don't kick me, don't kick me in the face, don't kick me in the face, don't kick me in the face, don't you know the rules … oh … just fight me, don't be too strong, I'm thick-skinned, and I'm also thorny, I'm afraid of making Miss Hua flower's sword!"

"Alright, aren't you shameless? Try using this lady's sword to make you thicker and more prickly!" Ning Yun slapped the bald man with all his might, causing his face to swell up again. Fortunately, Ning Yun did not have the eccentricity of torturing people. Now that he was almost out of his temper, he drew a few swords and let Shi Tai go. He walked to Fan Jian's tree. When Shi Tai saw the little witch let him go, he heaved a sigh of relief and looked at his brother and sister with pity.

Fan Jian was tied back to the tree. He wore a large robe, a thin body, and knee-length shorts. If he had another cross behind him, it would be perfect. Ning Yun put his hands behind his back and looked at Fan Jian with a pretty face. "You call yourself cheap?" He said indifferently.

Fan Jian looked up at the sky with disdain. Ning Yun was furious and shouted, "Are you unconvinced?"

"Naturally, we are not convinced. We have only fallen for your despicable tricks. If we face our enemies head-on, you are no match for us!" After saying that, he glanced at Chu Jun with extreme disdain. His lower abdomen, which had been hit by Chu Jun's knee, was still aching faintly.

"I'll make you unconvinced. Let's see if you're unconvinced!" Ning Yun raised his sword and drew Fan Jian twice. Two red marks appeared on the latter's face, but he did not scream in pain. He looked up at the sky coldly. Just as Ning Yun was about to show this guy a little more strength, Fan Jian was suddenly blown out of the pylon. His face flushed red as he stared at Chu Jun.

Not far away, Chu Jun was leisurely wielding Fan Jian's rusty and rotten sword. Fan Jian's eyes almost spat out flames as he shouted, "A knight can be killed, not humiliated, a sword can't be humiliated. Brat, if you have the ability to let me go, let's face it openly!"

Chu Jun didn't care about him. He scratched his left foot, his right foot, and then his left foot. After several times, he slowly tossed the broken sword aside and put on his socks again. He stood up and said, "Stop!"

Wu Yanshou swung his palm endlessly, and the face of the club was swollen to the point that even mung bean eyes narrowed. Ning Yun smiled and said, "Brother Jun, what should we do with these three stupid thieves?"

Chu Jun hugged Ning Yun's slender waist and asked with a smile, "Yun'er can handle it as she says!"

Ning Yun's heart was sweet. He tilted his head and thought about it. Both Shi Tai and Fan Jian looked at the little devil in unison. Even the big club tried its best to open its mung bean eyes wide and looked pitifully over. However, his red and swollen face could not show a pitiful expression.

"They only snatch money and don't snatch sex, but they won't die …!" Ning Yun said to himself.

"That's right, that's right. Young lady is wise. It's our mission to dominate the three heroes only to rob their wealth and not their lust!" Grand Aunt Shi praised. The big hammer nodded in agreement, "Auntie is wise. It's good not to kill, it's good not to kill!"

Ning Yun's tone changed, "But … letting them go like this is too cheap. Why don't we each chop off one hand and one foot?"

Even Fan Jian's expression changed. He was vicious. Chopping off one hand and one foot was better than wiping his neck. In any case, he would die sooner or later. Yujia couldn't bear it and advised, "Miss Ning, it's too cruel to cut off your hands and feet. Why don't we let them be slaves and work for us along the way?"

Ning Yun's eyes lit up and he said, "Alright, these three fellows are quite capable. Just treat them as slaves!"

Fan Jian and the others' faces immediately turned green, but it was better to be slaves than to cut off their hands and feet. Chu Jun laughed and said, "Well, that's a good idea. Listen up, you three. In the future, you will be a servant of Chu!"

"Bah! Bullshit! Scholars can be killed! You can't humiliate them! The dignity of a swordsman is not something you can trample on!" Fan Jian said coldly.

Chu Jun didn't mind and waved his hand. Wu Yanshou happily took out three contract rings and handed them to Chu Jun. Chu Jun branded the contract collar with his divine sense. Without needing Chu Jun's instructions, Wu Yanshou locked the three of them up. Seeing the three fallen people, his mind suddenly became much more balanced and his mood became much more relaxed.

Li Xiangjun looked at Huang Qi who was sitting opposite her and suddenly felt very happy. Back then, she was the lofty Pavilion Master of the Tenghuang Pavilion, an existence that he could only look up to. Back then, when she was raped by her master Beitang Gui, in order to protect the sect's face, she knew that she did not punish him. In order to avoid Beitang Gui's pursuit, she paid for the bitter pain. But now, the dignified Pavilion Master of the Soaring Phoenix Pavilion was sitting in front of him on an equal footing, so that he could not only look at her directly, but even look down on her.

There wasn't even a cup of tea on the table, but Huang Qi's expression was extremely calm. She said indifferently, "Huang Ke …"

"Sorry, Pavilion Master Huang, there's only Li Xiangjun here. Please call me Incense Chief Li!" Li Xiangjun smiled indifferently.

Huang Qi sighed and said, "This Pavilion Master knows that what happened back then hurt you greatly. Now that Beitang Gui has received the punishment he deserves, you are still a disciple of this sect!"

Li Xiangjun's face darkened and his voice turned cold. "Again, the previous Huang Ke'er is already dead. The one sitting opposite you is Li Xiangjun. My only master is Sect Leader Chu Jun Chu!"

A trace of displeasure flashed through Huang Qi's eyes as she said in a deep voice, "The cultivation technique you have learned is our sect's Nine Heavens Art of Phoenix Dance. Then you are our sect's disciple!"

Li Xiangjun raised her eyebrows and said coldly, "That's right, this incense master has indeed learned the Nine Heavens Art of Phoenix Dance. However, I don't care about it. If I had any other choice, I would never have joined the Tenghuang Pavilion back then!"

Huang Qi lowered her eyes and sighed, "I don't dislike mother's ugliness, and dogs don't dislike family poverty. Even if the sect loses to you again, you are still a disciple of our sect, and you have the responsibility to shoulder the heavy responsibility of Master Light Sect!"

Li Xiangjun suddenly giggled, "Huang Qi, are you kidding? Let alone that I have nothing to do with the Tenghuang Pavilion now, as the Pavilion Master of the Tenghuang Pavilion, shouldn't you shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Light Gate Sect?"

Huang Qi's oval face flashed red. She wanted to rebuild the mountain gate, but in this Chongming Island, where Foundation Establishment experts were everywhere, just relying on her, Adept Wenyue, and a few others was not easy. Not to mention the cost of reopening the mountain gate, even if they could rebuild the mountain gate, it was still a problem.

Currently, Huang Qi, Adept Wenyue, and the other two elders of the Tenghuang Pavilion were all living on their own, temporarily staying on the Iron Nut Peak. Normally, they could only rely on hunting to earn spirit crystals to cross the sun, so how could they rebuild the capital and strength of the mountain gate? Li Xiangjun commanded the Dark Fragrance Organization, which had more than a hundred people, and held almost all the financial rights of Zhengtian Sect. Huang Qi discussed with several elders, and finally came to rope Li Xiangjun in with thick skin. Before Huang Qi came to look for Li Xiangjun, she had already made plans to be ridiculed and rejected. However, she still planned to do so. It was not something an ordinary person could do for a dignified sect master to humbly plead for Xi Nian's disciples.

Seeing Huang Qi's embarrassment, Li Xiangjun felt even happier. Suddenly, she thought, "Pavilion Master Huang, let me be frank. You don't have anyone right now, you don't have money, it's not easy to reopen the mountain gate. Unless you have the ability to rob a ready-made mountain top like your master, and you still have the ability to stand firm!"

Huang Qi frowned. Although she was unconvinced in her heart, she had to admit that Li Xiangjun's words were indeed true. That brat Chu Jun was quite capable. Even she was rescued by someone else.

"This place is different from the Guyuan Continent," Li Xiangjun added. "Right now, you can hit a dozen Foundation Establishment experts with just a single stone. If you want to establish a sect, you must have at least the strength of the Golden Core Stage, and you must also have strong financial resources. Otherwise, everything will be in vain."

Huang Qi stared coldly at Li Xiangjun and said indifferently, "That's right, but don't you have millions of spirit crystals? Chu Jun has almost handed over the Heavenly Sect's financial rights to you!"

Li Xiangjun smiled and shook her head, "Do you think I would betray my master and turn to your Tenghuang Pavilion?"

Huang Qi frowned and said, "It's not that I want you to betray me. I just hope that you can borrow a million spirit crystals for the time being?"

Li Xiangjun smiled charmingly, "Sorry, all the spirit crystals on my hand have been invested in the Heavenly Gate industry. It is still difficult for me to circulate them now. If I have enough money in the future, I can lend out 10 million yuan, let alone 10 million yuan. If Master agrees, it is useless for you to look for me!"

Huang Qi's eyes flashed with anger as she got up and left.

"Pavilion Master Huang, there is actually a compromise method. It can not only rebuild the Tenghuang Pavilion, but also benefit the Zhengtian Sect!" Li Xiangjun leisurely stood up.

Huang Qi stopped and said coldly, "What method?"

"The two sects are one!" Li Xiangjun chuckled.