He can’t die, nor does he want to die!
He’s just a person of mediocre aptitude, who finally got the identity of a Sect disciple, remaining obscure in the Sect for all these years, with no prospects of advancement.
Originally thinking things would continue this way, he never expected Heaven to give him another opportunity, letting him encounter Evil Cultivation, sealing Rock City, and gaining the chance to bee one of them, with improved cultivation speed.
At this time, asking him to die, how could he be willing?
But unwillingness is useless because after everyone fell silent, Senior Brother Xiao drew his long sword and walked towards him.
"Ugh!"
He twisted his body, trying to retreat.
But tied up, he couldn’t retreat at all and could only watch as Senior Brother Xiao came closer.
The long sword in his hand emanated a chilling aura, causing goosebumps all over his body. He kept shaking his head, wanting to beg for mercy, but it was futile.
Finally, he perished under Senior Brother Xiao’s sword, breathing no more.
"Just letting him die like this, it’s too easy for him!" The new Sect disciples felt unsatisfied even after his death.
Despite all the care they gave this scoundrel, noticing his low cultivation level, forbidding him from searching for food, and seeing him as a disciple of Wenjian Sect, they’d give him the best food first!
Who would’ve thought Wenjian Sect would produce such a scourge. If other sects found out, Wenjian Sect would lose all its prestige?
Not to mention, all their care for Zong Zhengtian was wasted!
"If it weren’t inappropriate to make a fuss now, I’d want to cut him into a thousand pieces!"
"Forget it, let’s toss the body out."
Someone sighed lightly, who could have thought Zong Zhengtian would be into Evil Cultivation?
"Hmm, throw it to the City Lord Residence!"
Qian Yizheng rarely responded, wanting to play big. If one dared to plant spies among their Sect disciples, they’d better be ready to be shocked.
Who says being on Evil Cultivation’s turf means they have to act meekly? They can still pull off something significant.
"What? Where to toss it?"
Min Yi almost screamed upon hearing it.
To the City Lord Residence? Did he want to be chased like himself, desperately fleeing from Evil Cultivation?
A body thrown there would surely cause some motion, right? Regardless of who goes, he definitely won’t. Even if he had poisonous pills, he wouldn’t dare storm the City Lord Residence relying on them.
"Who’s going?"
"It’s definitely not you."
Qian Yizheng looked at him faintly and said.
Some things don’t necessarily require them going personally, isn’t there a Paper Person?
Tonight, so many were poisoned and paralyzed, surely many gathered on the streets. Take this chance, let the Paper Person toss a body to the City Lord Residence, it’s still doable.
"As long as it’s not me."
Min Yi pouted, then turned to Little Nuonuo, bending down to pick him up.
"Nuonuo, let’s go to sleep. If you don’t sleep, you won’t grow taller."
Little baby: "..."
You’re the one who won’t grow taller, your whole family won’t grow taller!
If you don’t want to go, then don’t, why use him as an excuse? He slept all day, now he can’t even sleep!
But as a little one, he couldn’t argue back, and could only let Min Yi carry him back indoors, because he knew no one would want to keep him up, they all believed he should sleep.
Sleep, sleep, at worst he’d lie down and cultivate, it’s not like he hadn’t done this before.
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