The Ethereal Domains

Chapter 1501: Bu Xiangfeng\'s Domineering Display: The Grey Parasol Sword Sect\'s Humiliation

Bu Xiangfeng\'s Domineering Display: The Grey Parasol Sword Sect\'s Humiliation . . .

What Bu Xiangfeng said was kind of unjustifiable, but he said it like it couldn\'t be more reasonable.

With just a few simple words, Bu Xiangfeng had vividly shown the domineering side of himself.

Because it was too unjustifiable, it oddly felt like reasonable for the others!

Elder Gui was angry. Even if he was a sculpture, he should have been angry. Besides, he was not a reasonable man himself. He raged up and said loudly, "I wonder who your prime master is! Why don\'t you just tell me his name? If it turns out we shouldn\'t offend him, we will leave by ourselves! Humph…"

What he meant was that they might just start a fight here.

When he spoke, he seemed to be brave and fierce, but everybody could see the fear in his eyes.

"You? Who do you think you are to ask for his name?" Bu Xiangfeng rolled up his eyes and abruptly made a step forward.

Elder Gui and the other thirteen people felt the sudden change of the vibes. Bu Xiangfeng\'s step had created an oppressing power that was as heavy as a big mountain, tumbling down on the fourteen men. It was frightening!

Elder Gui was an experienced cultivator. He was frightened but didn\'t lose his mind. With a clashing sound, he had pulled his sword out. With the energy of the sword, he wanted to increase his power to resist the oppression. Sweats had soaked his clothes.

He could never have thought that a steward could be actually that powerful. Nobody in the Grey Parasol Sword Sect could be as powerful as that!

Bu Xiangfeng glanced at the men and humphed. After that, he made three steps ahead this time!

Elder Gui\'s face turned colorless. He couldn\'t resist it anymore. After making several steps back with his face all turned red, he tried to keep his mouth closed, but his cheeks swelled. With a swallow, he forced the blood back down to his throat.

He swallowed the blood because spitting out made him look disgraced, but that was not the only reason. Spitting out the blood would surely make the energy flow inside him become smooth, but it would also bring damage to his spiritual qi. If he could swallow the blood back into his body, as long as he could correct the energy flow inside afterward, he wouldn\'t be weakened.

That was quite a good plan, but the reality wasn\'t nice to him. The blood was pushed out again, and he couldn\'t hold it anymore. As he opened his mouth, the blood spurted out of his throat fifty feet far!

To force the blood back into his body, he was hurting himself. He failed to control the blood, so he was even more severely hurt. As he spat out the blood, he started to stagger.

He could defeat Qiu Luo fully, but he was still only level seven of the Divinity Origin Stage. Bu Xiangfeng was already a Saint Origin Stage cultivator, so Elder Gui was definitely getting an easy defeat.

As he spat out the blood, he realized Bu Xiangfeng had already withdrawn the oppressing power. Bu Xiangfeng was now staring at him with a pair of cold eyes.

The fourteen men stared at Bu Xiangfeng in shock like he was a monster.

Elder Gui was already one of the best cultivators in their sect, but Bu Xiangfeng\'s power oppression had already hurt him severely. They were shocked.

"Let\'s go!" Elder Gui wiped the blood off his mouth and wanted to retreat. He now realized that this place was not somewhere they could fool around.

\'This is their place. They can\'t leave this place behind anyway. Next time, I will bring enough people with me.\'

"Go?" Bu Xiangfeng humphed and coldly said, "Where are you going? I did ask you to leave, but you wouldn\'t listen. After staining my place, now you want to leave? You guys, come over and clean the floor right now. Clean the stinking blood of yours!"

The fourteen men all felt humiliated.

It was extremely humiliating.

\'You hurt our man, and he spat blood because of it, yet you are not going to let it go yet. You won\'t let us leave, and you even want us to clean the floor! Are you going to play us to death?\'

"Master Steward, isn\'t it too much?" Elder Gui took a breath and said in a fierce voice, "You must know that every man has anger. We are weaker than you, but it is not a sure thing that we won\'t defeat you if we fight together! It is always the right thing to show kindness to others because someday you will need it as well!"

Bu Xiangfeng disdainfully smiled and suddenly moved. – Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah…-

The fourteen men suddenly felt their faces were on fire. They were all slapped in the face!

They all got their faces turned right, and each of them spat out blood and one tooth out of their mouth. One tooth flew out to the ground from each of them, no exception. The blood made a geometrical sign, and the teeth were in a straight line too.

"Every man has anger, huh? Well, it sounds very interesting." Bu Xiangfeng said, with some murderous intent in his eyes, "Come on, show me your bottom line. Let me see what happens when your anger comes up?"

As he slapped these people, they realized that it was easy for Bu Xiangfeng to kill them all!

Even though they had fourteen men, it was impossible for them to retaliate.

They were too weak to talk about anger or dignity, or anything that could provoke the powerful man!

They knew that it was always a better choice to kill those who didn\'t cave in!

"What is your anger like? Show me!" Bu Xiangfeng looked at Elder Gui.

Elder Gui gritted his teeth and kept breathing heavily. His two eyes were red like his blood, but he said nothing.

"Haven\'t I get it out yet?" Bu Xiangfeng tilted his head and said angrily, "Why is it so hard? Do you want me to do it again?"

After that, he moved again.

– Pah, pah, pah… –

Fourteen slaps in the face again.

The fourteen men had done whatever they could to dodge, but nothing worked. They were trying so hard to get away, but they couldn\'t. Bu Xiangfeng had slapped them in the face so hard within an instant. As they got slapped, they spat out blood and one tooth again, but this time they spat it out to the left.

It was the same geometrical sign and straight line. It made the sign on the ground symmetric.

Bu Xiangfeng had returned to where he stood after the slap. His clothes flew up in the air flows, and he looked so casual. Staring at the fourteen men, he blandly smiled and said, "Is your anger out? Just say it if you want me to do it one more time!"

Nobody talked.

Bu Xiangfeng humphed and said, "Elder Gui, why don\'t you say something? Come on, show me your anger… I promise you, if you want me to do it again, I can make you Elder Ghost this time! Trust me!"

"You impolitely showed up in my place and made trouble for me. You stained our floor, and actually dared to talk about anger." Bu Xiangfeng pointed at the floor and said, "Quickly! Each of you, clean your own mess on the floor!"

"If you don\'t clean it, I will kill you! I guess you won\'t be lonely since there are fourteen of you here."

Bu Xiangfeng humphed.

The fourteen men were all full of grudge in their hearts, but every one of them realized the real situation they were in.

They were so much weaker than Bu Xiangfeng that they didn\'t even have a chance to attack in a fight, not to mention defeating him for vengeance!

They would all get killed if they insisted.

Elder Gui gritted his teeth and got down to clean the teeth and blood he had spat out.

The others noticed that the elder started to clean the mess, so they did the same thing.

They thought it was so lucky to find Qiu Luo in this place, and they had come with confidence. However, what they got was such an unexpected result!

The despair in their hearts made them so piteous.

Bu Xiangfeng stood on a side, staring at the fourteen men with a pair of cold eyes. Each of them was cleaning carefully, but in their eyes, there was still cruelty.

"Over there! Are you blind?"

"Quickly! There! You should get it clean too! Bastard! Do you know your filthy blood will bring mosquito? Son of a b*tch!"

"You! You are not young anymore, are you? Did you spend your life being a f*cking stupid dog? Don\'t you even know how to clean the floor? Wait, calling you a dog is humiliating to dogs. You are much worse than a dog!"

Bu Xiangfeng kept humiliating the fourteen men.

Some of the fourteen men almost spat out blood, but swallowed the blood back in, because they didn\'t want to clean more!

Qiu Luo was watching them at a distance, watching his enemies get humiliated by his companion. He held his hands as two fists, watching every detail of what happened to the fourteen men.

He felt the blood boiling inside him!

\'That is power!\'

\'If I were this powerful, who could get between me and my wife?\'

\'Who could hurt us?\'

\'Who dared to mess with us?\'

\'Bastards! You deserve this!\'

Qiu Luo almost got his chest exploded because of the anger raging inside.

After a while, the men from the Grey Parasol Sword Sect had finally cleaned up the blood and teeth on the floor.

Elder Gui was shaking and raised his head in anger, with blood on his mouth. He hurriedly wiped it out, in case it dropped to the floor again. He looked at Bu Xiangfeng and said, "Master… Are you… Are you satisfied now…?"

Bu Xiangfeng humphed and said, "I told you to leave, but you just wouldn\'t listen! You asked for this! I don\'t get it. Why are you people of the Grey Parasol Sword Sect so cheap? Are you all donkeys?"

Elder Gui was shaking, gritting his teeth, but said nothing.

If he said anything, all he got was more humiliation. He decided to stay quiet!

"I did not want to do this to you, because you are nothing to me… But you are a bunch of f*cking losers from a f*cking cheap sect! You are all cheap!"

Bu Xiangfeng seemed to be angry now. "Qiu Luo used to have a good wife, and they were such a happy couple, but it didn\'t last a long time! Your f*cking prime master fancies his wife… His wife refused your f*cking prime master, so your f*cking prime master killed the lady! That is not all! He broke Qiu Luo\'s cultivation, and tortured him, humiliated him for decades…"

"How could you do such filthy, dishonorable, disgusting things to somebody?"

Bu Xiangfeng spat on the floor and said, "I was going to kill you, but Qiu Luo needs to take his vengeance with his own hands someday. That is why I decided to keep you alive. Otherwise, do you really think you can just clean the mess and walk away after staining the place of the Monarch\'s Hall? Do you think you can still live? That is a joke!"

Elder Gui closed his eyes, and just listened in silence.

Things were different now. He thought it was just a quarrel between two aggressive men, but it turned out Bu Xiangfeng was doing this for Qiu Luo, which meant the man was an enemy to the Grey Parasol Sword Sect. No matter how humiliating it was, they had to endure it. They should do anything they could to stay alive, and took revenge someday after this!

"What are you waiting for? Just go!" Bu Xiangfeng shouted.

The fourteen men turned around at the same time.

"Wait!" Bu Xiangfeng shouted.

The fourteen men were all shaking. They didn\'t want to stay and listen, but they just couldn\'t move their feet.

He didn\'t dare to move!

Bu Xiangfeng blandly said, "If you dare to come again, I will kill my own way up to the Grey Parasol Sword Sect, and slaughter everyone I see! Now mark that down and get the f*ck out of here! Cheap f*cking bastards!"

The fourteen men all hastily ran away and didn\'t even dare to make a sound.

Bu Xiangfeng was still saying with disdain behind their backs. "What a bunch of shameless f*cking cheap ants! Grey Parasol Sword Sect? Is there really a whole sect of you…? Holy f*ck! That is quite a good name for you, a dirty f*cking gray sect! A cheap f*cking sect!"