C8 My Rules!

Damn, what was going on?

That trash Lu Zixuan actually dared to call Steward Li like that. Was he tired of living?

The disciples looked at Lu Zixuan as if he had gone mad.

They all knew that Lu Zixuan had been bullied by Steward Li a lot. At that time, Lu Zixuan basically did not dare to resist.

But now?

He actually dared to shout here, and he even dared to call him old dog Li!

"Lu Zixuan, you trash, have you been so bold? How dare you make a ruckus here, lie down and get lost!"

A Cultivator came out from the courtyard, looked at Lu Zixuan with his head held high, and shouted loudly. His arms were crossed in front of his chest and his face was full of disdain.

"Pah!"

Pah!! The haughty Cultivator was slapped to the ground by Lu Zixuan.

"Get lost? I think you should be the one to get lost!"

Lu Zixuan's eyes were gloomy and cold, filled with killing intent, as he said coldly.

"You, you actually dare to hit me?!"

The Cultivator was stunned from the slap. He pointed at Lu Zixuan and said, gritting his teeth in fury.

"You dog, so what if I hit you? Get out of my way!"

With a kick, he sent the Cultivator flying more than ten meters away.

"Clang!"

After kicking the Cultivator away, Lu Zixuan kicked the gate of the courtyard open and walked in with large strides.

"That piece of trash came in? Cripple him and get him out of here!"

The courtyard where Steward Li lived in was very big, and was where all the chores in the entire Mount Yuhua were handled. Not only was Steward Li living here, there were also quite a few other Cultivators.

Someone said.

"Pah!"

Lu Zixuan immediately slapped on his face, causing the disciple to faint on the spot.

Damn, these people had all bullied him before, and now he must deal with them together!

"Trash, don't you want to live anymore? You actually dare to attack us?"

"Pah!"

Another slap flew out, causing the another Cultivator to shut up.

Lu Zixuan strode towards the direction of Steward Li, and all of the Cultivators he passed by were slapped unconscious by him.

How many ordinary people could resist the Gale Slash?

Even if he did not use the Genuine Qi, he could still easily take them down, one slap for each!

"Old dog Li, put Junior Brother Zhang down!"

Numerous Cultivators were flipped over by Lu Zixuan before he came to the place where Steward Li was. Seeing the dying Zhang Heng who was hung on a tree, he said those words with a darkened face.

"Senior Brother Lu, quickly leave!"

Zhang Heng, who was hung on a tree, said dispiritedly with a face full of anxiety when he saw Lu Zixuan.

"He’s just like an old dog. Don't worry, Junior Brother Zhang."

Lu Zixuan said.

"Lu Zixuan, you dared to intrude into this place, and injured fellow disciples. Do you still remember the rules of the sect?"

"You practiced fraud during your mission, and now you're injuring your peers. Humph, come here and receive your punishment!"

"Tie him up for me and hang him on a tree as well!"

Steward Li's gaze was cold as he spoke sinisterly.

"Rules? You dog, you think you have the right to tell me about the rules?!"

The Genuine Qi in Lu Zixuan's body churned as he spoke with a sinister and cold gaze.

Rules?

“When you bullied me, did you think of the rules?

“When you deducted my monthly pills, did you think of the rules?

“When Su Yang attacked me, did you think of the rules?

“Now!

“You're actually telling me the rules?!”

"Pah!"

"Pah!"

With two slaps, he sent the two people who wanted to tie him up flying away directly.

"Trash, you still dare to resist? Then I'll let you know what rules are!"

Steward Li was dressed in green robes, and his face darkened. He reached out his hands, and like sharp eagle claws, they swept up a gale and descended towards Lu Zixuan's head.

"Kill!"

Seeing Steward Li make his move, Lu Zixuan snorted.

A mere old fifth-rank Martial Apprentice dared to make a move in front of him and tell him about the rules?

Fine, he would explain to him Lu Zixuan’s rules!

"Ah~"

Gale Slash, attack from the outside!

The Wind Blade flashed past, and with a miserable scream, Steward Li, who had pounced towards Lu Zixuan, actually retreated in a sorry state, with his palms covered with blood.

"No way! Steward Li is a fifth-rank Martial Apprentice, and just now he even used Eagle Claw, but he was actually defeated by that crippled Lu Zixuan'?"

"When did he become so powerful?"

All of the Cultivators who were attracted over were dumbstruck. The image of Lu Zixuan in their hearts immediately changed tremendously.

"Old man, let me explain my rules to you!"

He stepped out with the Phantom Step and directly appeared in front of Steward Li. Using the Gale Slash once again, he created a series of palm images.

"Pah!"

"Pah! Pah!"

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

The slapping sound was heard as Lu Zixuan continuously slapped Steward Li on his face.

"Old man, this is my rule. Die!"

Lu Zixuan said coldly, as he wanted to kill Steward Li.

"Who dares to violate the rules of the sect? Surrender right away!"

At this time, over ten Cultivators rushed over from afar. All of them had identity tokens of disciplinary disciples on their waists, causing Lu Zixuan to focus his gaze.

"Lu Zixuan, the disciplinary disciples are already here. I want to see how you will kill me now. Just you wait. I'll make you wish you were never born. The Steward Wang will definitely kill you!"

Seeing the arrival of the disciplinary disciples, Steward Li said with a cold expression.

He was actually injured by a piece of trash?

His killing intent boiled in his heart, and he swore to kill Lu Zixuan.

"Is that so? You think you still have a chance? Old man, go to hell!"

The Wind Blade flew out and with a puff sound, it pierced through Steward Li's chest.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to host 'Lu Zixuan' for killing Steward Li. You have received 115 points of Exchange Value, and 60 points of Genuine Qi. Gale Slash Proficiency plus 3!"

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to host 'Lu Zixuan' for killing Steward Li. Phantom Step Proficiency plus 3!"

Hearing the system beeps, Lu Zixuan felt the anger in his heart dissipating, which made him feel extremely comfortable.

"Junior Brother Zhang, hurry and consume the pills!"

Lu Zixuan put Zhang Heng down from the tree and took out a few pills. Then, he turned to look at the disciplinary disciples who had rushed over.

"It's you!"

The disciplinary disciples rushed over, among whom Zhao Jing'er looked at Lu Zixuan and said while clenching her teeth.

Zhao Jing'er still vividly remembered what had happened in the cave. Thinking about it, she could still feel as if a pair of large hands were moving wantonly around her chest.

"Zhao Jing'er?!"

Lu Zixuan was startled. He did not expect her to be a disciplinary disciple, not to mention the head of those disciplinary disciples.

"Arrest him! Cripple his cultivation and he will be waiting for his punishment!"

Steward Li's corpse was still lying on the side. Zhao Jing'er shouted out angrily.

"Senior Sister Zhao, you haven’t even asked who’s right and who’s wrong, and you're going to cripple my cultivation. Is this how you disciplinary disciples deal with your job? In my opinion, you guys are a group of evil gangsters!"

She actually wanted to cripple his cultivation?

F * ck, if he didn't save her, she would've been raped long ago.

Lu Zixuan sneered, his expression dark and cold. His eyes made Zhao Jing'er's heart tremble, as a trace of fear actually emerged within her heart.

"Lu Zixuan, you killed Steward Li. It’s the truth. Do you still want to deny it?

That momentary fear caused her brows to furrow.

"Deny? This bastard should be killed!"

"Have you guys ever punished him when he bullied the disciples of chores?"

"Have you guys ever punished him when he seriously injured Junior Brother Zhang Heng and frame him?"

"Have you guys ever punished him when he deducted disciples’ pills?"

Lu Zixuan said word by word. With every word said, he drew a step closer, causing Zhao Jing'er to feel a wave of pressure pouncing over and her chest to move up and down.

"Since you haven’t punished him, then I will. At the very least, I won't be as useless as you!"

These words were like sharp blades that fiercely pierced into Zhao Jing'er's heart, causing her breath to become short.