Chapter Ninety-Six: Shamelessly Bullying the Weak

Those throwing knives had been used by the person who ambushed her in the secret realm. Later, the great villain said it had been the fake Xiao Huai who attacked her, so these knives were the ones the fake Xiao Huai had used.

In other words, they had belonged to that demonic cultivator, the one called Xiahou Fang.

The disciple, seeing that she was a Nascent Soul cultivator, treated her with great respect. He examined the throwing knife and was startled.

“This is... this throwing knife is a magical artifact forged from the finest cold iron, with an array engraved into it for added power. One could say it never misses.”

Ning Xianyu felt he was boasting.

“I’ve only heard of a technique that never misses. When has a weapon ever never missed on its own?”

Could the weapon aim itself?

Besides, this thing had been knocked out of the air by her, and she had not seen anything remotely like perfect accuracy.

The disciple pointed to a tree not far away. “Why not try it yourself, senior sister?”

Ning Xianyu did not quite believe him, but she still took the throwing knife, infused a trace of spiritual power into it, and tossed it casually.

Her strength was not great, and she had not put in enough spiritual energy. Moreover, the throwing knife was much heavier than it looked, so it flew off in a rather crooked line.

It also looked terribly strained, fluttering along weakly, as though it might fall out of the sky halfway there.

Ning Xianyu thought, You’re a fraud. If this thing could truly never miss, that would be a miracle.

And yet, under the two of their gazes...

Boom!

The tree fell.

Ning Xianyu gaped at her own hand.

The disciple’s mouth opened even wider, looking even more astonished, and more frightened, than she was.

“S-senior sister...”

See? He had not lied. He had only not expected such an overwhelming effect.

What a treasure.

Just as the two of them were still stunned, the throwing knife came wobbling back on its own.

This time it flew even more laboriously, like an old man using the last of his strength to run toward her. By the time it reached her hand, it seemed ready to drop from exhaustion.

Ning Xianyu hurriedly caught it, and at that moment she felt a little closer to the knife.

That little thing must have been utterly worn out from the trip; lying in her palm, it almost seemed to be panting.

She suspected that if it had a mouth, it would probably say, I’m exhausted to death.

The disciple stared at the throwing knife with undisguised envy.

He wanted such a weapon too.

But however one looked at it, it did not seem like something he could possess.

Ning Xianyu could not let him help for nothing, so she rummaged through her storage pouch and found the giant lobster.

“Do you want this?”

The disciple’s eyes lit up at once. “Senior sister, where did you get this? Iron Armor Beasts are the best material for making armor. It can be used even beyond the Nascent Soul stage.”

Ning Xianyu gave it to him directly.

This Iron Armor Beast took up far too much space, and she had no idea how to use it. While she was searching through her storage pouch, she had nearly stabbed her hand several times.

The disciple was deeply grateful. Even after she left, he was still shouting after her, “Senior sister, when I finish making the armor, I’ll give you a set!”

Ning Xianyu waved it off and said that would be fine.

After leaving the market, she planned to go to the back mountain and collect some sweet dew.

The back mountain of Jade Immortal Sect was full of good things. There was a place where the sweet dew was said to be obtainable only by those above the Nascent Soul stage. She intended to try her luck there.

But before she even arrived, someone blocked her path.

A cultivator with eyes that seemed aged by countless hardships, though his face looked no more than middle-aged, stood in her way and fixed her with a sharp stare.

Ning Xianyu looked at him and immediately felt the pressure. This person had very high cultivation, far beyond what she could handle.

She turned to go another way, only to find she could not move forward; an invisible barrier had trapped her.

She had no choice but to turn back. “Old man, what do you want?”

He was highly cultivated, but she had never seen him near the great villain, which meant he was not one of the usual peak masters. He was probably some kind of honored elder or guest elder.

Do not underestimate guest elders. Though they do not serve as peak masters, their cultivation is extremely high, and they do not come out lightly.

Ning Xianyu naturally did not underestimate him; she was simply wary.

The man spoke. “Do you know Zhao Ling?”

So he had come for Zhao Ling?

Ning Xianyu immediately understood. “I do. I even saved his life in the Spirit Pivot Secret Realm.”

A subtle shift flashed through Zhao Kui’s eyes. He thought that, young though she was, she truly had quite the thick skin. No wonder she could cling to the ancestor like that.

Zhao Kui said angrily, “Do you know that Zhao Ling is my great-grandson?”

Ning Xianyu shook her head. “No. He never showed us your portrait.”

Zhao Kui grew even angrier. “How bold of you, to play the fool before this old man...”

Ning Xianyu thought that she dared do that even before the great villain, let alone him.

After living under the great villain’s gaze all this time, she had long since grown used to immense pressure, and Zhao Kui’s threat did not bother her in the slightest.

She smiled. “You want to hit me to avenge your great-grandson?”

Seeing that she showed no fear at all, and even looked eager, Zhao Kui became even more furious.

“You truly do not know your place. Relying on the ancestor’s favor, you dare speak so brazenly. Very well, today I shall give you a small lesson, lest you later go out and bring shame upon our Jade Immortal Sect and the ancestor.”

Ning Xianyu shouted, “So you just want to bully the weak because you’re stronger, then? Why dress it up so nobly?”

At such an age, coming out to avenge his great-grandson, and putting it so prettily too—disgusting.

Besides, although she had robbed Zhao Ling, she had hardly taken anything valuable, and Zhao Ling had been the one bullying others first.

This man had also completely forgotten the most important thing: the life-saving favor.

“If you’re going to hit me, then hit me, you ungrateful wretch.”

Those words utterly enraged Zhao Kui. He had only intended to give her a slight punishment, but now he increased the force and struck out with a fierce palm.

The power of that strike was immense. Ning Xianyu had been talking and laughing a moment ago, but now she suddenly felt fear.

Would I die?

She should never have been so sharp-tongued. As expected, she was not suited to being a hard-as-nails person.

The system comforted her: Don’t be afraid. I will keep your soul safe. When you die, I’ll give you a new body.

That is not comforting at all. I’m not afraid of death; I’m afraid of pain.

Just as she was trembling, that palm strike had already come crashing down.

With a thunderous boom, Ning Xianyu crossed both arms in front of her face. The instant she raised her hands, a blue ring rose from her palm and rapidly expanded to cover her entire body.

The palm strike landed squarely on the ring.

Inside the sect gates, several elders, including Du Juezi and Bu Jiao, sensed the disturbance at once.

Someone was fighting within the sect?

A battle at that level—what had happened?

And Xuan Yuan Tunhan also felt that the protective spell had been triggered.

He thought for only a moment before understanding what had happened, and could not help but snarl, “That woman can’t go a single moment without causing trouble, can she?”

Leaning against his couch, he sent his divine sense sweeping through the entire sect.

At that moment, the system was screaming frantically: Host, host, look! That old man was knocked back.

Ning Xianyu cautiously opened her eyes, and indeed saw Zhao Kui retreating a long distance. He also seemed to be wiping at the corner of his mouth.

Haha, the great villain’s protective spell really worked. He actually spat blood.

The great villain did not deceive me.

She was just feeling smug when Zhao Kui suddenly raised his head and glared at her viciously. Then he struck again, this time with even greater force.

After that palm came a third, then a fourth...

Damn it!