Legend of the Transcendent

Mi Xiaojing didn't use his full power with this True Word Spirit Script, as he didn't want to kill anyone. But with just this gentle word, the man was holding his head and rolling on the ground, his entire mind in chaos. Even after being beaten up badly, it wasn't as severe as the damage caused by this single word, after all, he was just an ordinary person.

The steward didn't expect anyone to come forward, and looking at Mi Xiaojing's attire, he was quite surprised. This was the typical attire of a Grass-Benevolence Hall disciple, and looking at his identity badge, it was actually the badge of an elite disciple of the sect, also known as an inner disciple.

Upon closer inspection, he was really scared, because there was a faint white light circle on his identity badge, which symbolized the Pill Furnace. In other words, this person was an apprentice of a Pill Master, and could already practice Alchemy. This was quite impressive, as there weren't many people in the Heart Sect who could practice Alchemy. Once someone had such an identity badge, it meant that they had a considerable status.

"You...how did you end up here, junior brother?"

Mi Xiaojing grabbed Zhang Ke's arm, as he hadn't seen a familiar face for a long time. In this unfamiliar environment of the Heart Sect, he felt very lonely. Suddenly seeing an old friend, someone who had taken care of him for a long time, he was really excited.

Zhang Ke was also extremely excited: "Little senior brother, I've been looking for you for a long time...I didn't expect to see you here."

Junior brother? Senior brother?

The steward smiled slightly, and immediately understood. He was very familiar with Zhang Ke's identity, which was that of an evolutionary immortality remnant, forcibly brought to the Heart Sect. So the person who called him junior brother must also be an evolutionary immortality remnant. The only thing that made him a little wary was the other person's identity. He couldn't understand why an evolutionary immortality remnant who was brought here would have the identity badge of an inner disciple of the sect.

The three ordinary people who were originally beaten up by Mi Xiaojing were already shocked, but when they heard the two people's titles, they were even more frightened. Don't offend a Cultivator, that was the iron law in the Heart Sect. Once you offended a Cultivator, being beaten and injured was nothing. Even being killed wasn't a rare occurrence. The sect would at most handle it superficially, and sometimes, there wouldn't even be any surface handling.

The ordinary people here knew more about Cultivators than those outside, and they were more respectful and fearful.

The steward stepped forward, sneering: "Who are you? How dare you wear such clothes and wear such an identity badge? You're just an evolutionary immortality remnant, and you dare to act recklessly in our Heart Sect?"

Mi Xiaojing narrowed his eyes. As a young person, he was relatively naive. When he heard the other person speak like this, he couldn't suppress the anger anymore. In an instant, Mi Xiaojing had already rushed forward.

Slap!

Without hesitation, he slapped the man hard, then transformed into a raging beast, beating and hitting him fiercely. He actually knew that as long as he didn't kill him, even if there was infighting within the sect, no matter how he was punished, it wouldn't harm his bones and muscles. So he vented his anger first.

Mu Xiaoyin was stunned. She couldn't believe that Mi Xiaojing was so fierce.

Luo Bo, on the other hand, was extremely excited, his eyes flashing with a strange light. His two small hands kept rubbing together, showing that he also wanted to take action.

The steward was completely stunned, his face swollen and bruised, but he kept shouting."You dare hit me... good, hit me well, if you have the guts, kill me!"

A glint of sharpness flashed in Mi Xiaojing's eyes. Kill him? Maybe not, but he could at least beat him half to death!

Crack!

One leg was broken.

"Ah... you have the guts to kill me..."

Crack!

One arm was broken.

"Ah... ah, it hurts... you, you, you have the guts... to kill me... ah..."

Crack!

Another leg was broken.

"Wu... ah, spare me..."

The onlookers all stayed far away, watching from a distance. When they heard the steward begging for mercy, they couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

Mi Xiaojing was truly a gentle and kind little baby when he was in the Western Expansion Sect. He wouldn't even kill a starving wolf. But since the sect was destroyed, his mindset had completely changed. He had become a bit ruthless and lost some of his kindness.

"You say spare you, and I'll spare you?"

Mi Xiaojing said coldly and lifted his foot to step down.

Crack!

The last arm was stepped on. Actually, this kind of injury was not considered serious for a cultivator. It was just a matter of broken bones in the hands and feet, and it would take a few months to recover. But breaking all four limbs in a row, this kind of ruthlessness completely scared the man.

In pain and fear, the man passed out.

Zhang Ke nervously said, "Will this cause trouble for you, junior martial brother? You should go... escape..."

Mi Xiaojing smiled slightly and said, "No need, I'll go talk to his master!"

Running away was useless. No matter what, if he beat the younger one, the older one would definitely come. The so-called hitting the dog and seeing the owner was the reason why Mi Xiaojing had to settle the man's master, otherwise there would be trouble.

Not leaving!

Zhang Ke's face showed extreme anxiety. He said, "Junior martial brother, you should leave quickly. I'll take responsibility for everything. Don't worry, I won't tell them... who you are..." He even had the intention to kill the steward.

Mi Xiaojing said, "Junior brother, don't worry. Do you know who this man is a steward for?"

His words were calm, and Zhang Ke gradually calmed down. He asked, "Are you sure it's okay?"

Mi Xiaojing said, "No matter what happens, we must face it. Running away is the worst solution."

Zhang Ke nodded and said, "Okay, when we were in the Western Expansion Sect, you were smarter than me. I'll listen to you. If worse comes to worst, I'll die with you... and fight them!"

Mi Xiaojing shook his head and said, "It's not that serious. He's just a steward."

Mu Xiaoyin didn't pay too much attention either. Although she had hardly seen anything like this, she had heard of many similar things, so she was also calm.

Mi Xiaojing stepped forward and kicked the man a few times, and immediately heard him begging for mercy.

"Spare me, I won't dare anymore... spare me!"

He was really scared. Although he was malicious, he was actually a small character in the sect. He was stronger than ordinary mortals, but among cultivators, he was the weakest. He found that Mi Xiaojing's strength was much higher than his own. He didn't use any weapons or cultivation techniques, and only used his bare hands to beat him to the point of not knowing life or death.Mi Xiaojing waved his hand. The three who had teamed up to beat Zhang Ke did not dare to escape, standing on the side, their faces pale and their bodies trembling like chaff. The butler was half-dead from the beating. If Mi Xiaojing wanted to kill them, it would be as easy as killing a chicken, and they had no way to resist.

With a thud, the three were scared to their knees.

"Spare us!"

Mi Xiaojing impatiently said, "Who said I want your lives? Weren't you very vicious when you were beating people? You cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong, come over here!"

The three were very obedient and didn't dare to stand up, but really rolled over to Mi Xiaojing.

Mu Xiaoyin couldn't help but giggle, and even Mi Xiaojing was stunned. They really rolled over!𝓫ℯ𝓭𝓃𝓸𝓋ℯ𝓁．𝓬𝓸𝓂