"Apart from my master, no one else is worthy!"
Someone dared to try and seize it?
Delusional!
The little sword let out a cold snort, transformed into a streak of light, and rushed forward.
"Watch out!" Seeing this, Yan Yu immediately sensed something was wrong and shouted anxiously.
But it was too late, the man who tried to take the little sword was instantly drained and turned into a husk, dropping to the ground with a thud.
Seeing their former companion fall to the ground as nothing more than a husk, everyone was shocked.
At the same time, they were incredibly angry.
"Li Dong!! Damn it!" A Foundation Establishment stage man, perhaps driven by anger, recklessly tried to charge forward again.
Fortunately, Yan Yu forcefully stopped him.
Otherwise, he would have ended up like the man before, turned into a withered husk.
"I'm sorry for the earlier offense." Yan Yu cupped her fists and apologized.
She had just heard this magical treasure say it had a master, and the pressure it exerted was consistent with her own.
This clearly indicated that this was a magical treasure with a self-conceived treasure spirit at the Mahayana Stage.
Such a treasure, its master must be someone she cannot afford to provoke, so apologizing is the safest course of action.
"Why should we apologize? They killed one of us cultivators from the management department without a word, do they really think we are that easy to bully? We have Celestial Immortals!"
The young man held back by Yan Yu was defiant, especially since the one who had died was his brother.
Joining the cultivator management department was meant for enjoying the benefits and power, and now his brother was killed, yet the deputy minister is apologizing.
If this gets out, wouldn't it disgrace the entire cultivator management department?
"Exactly, if others find out we got killed and even apologized, how embarrassing would that be!"
"This magical treasure might be powerful, but our department is not to be trifled with; we have Celestial Immortals on our side."
"As long as it's not the top five, we have nothing to fear, this treasure kills innocently, its master must be of the same line."
Each of them was indignant, their own were killed, and yet they had to apologize to an enemy, what kind of state department is this?
"Shut..."
Before Yan Yu could finish speaking.
The sky suddenly filled with flashing lightning and thunder.
A mysterious Voice of Hongmeng resonated in their minds!
[Celestial Immortal?]
The voice carried an incredibly powerful aura of oppression, apart from Yan Yu, the others were instantly forced to their knees, unable to lift their heads.
Crack, crack!
A series of bone-breaking sounds could be heard.
Those kneeling let out painful groans, the bones in their knees and arms shattered by the pressure!
If this continued, they would die!
Only Yan Yu recognized the voice, wasn't it Xiao Yao Celestial Venerable?!
[If there's dissatisfaction, feel free to come to me]
The Voice of Hongmeng gave a cold snort.
Boom!!!
Soon after, Yan Yu heard multiple cracking sounds from the abdomens of those kneeling.
Quickly, the pressure vanished, and the little sword was gone.
The few left lying on the ground, crying out in pain.
"Ah ah ah! My Dantian, broken, and my limbs, meridians, and roots all ruined, I am a cripple now!"
"I don't want to live anymore, I'm a cripple now!!!"
"Why, why is he so tyrannical, just for saying one thing, he destroys our cultivation, why!"
Each with their limbs crippled and Dantian wasted, they were reduced to cripples from then on.
This agony was harder to bear than death.
Having tasted the power of being a cultivator, possessing extraordinary strength, how could they want to return to being ordinary people?
And now, not only were they ordinary people, they were cripples.
They would rather die than live as cripples.
It can only be said, Xiao Yao Celestial Venerable's method was unfathomably cruel, more cruel than simply killing them.
"What kind of trash is Xiao Yao Celestial Venerable, with just one word he destroys our cultivation, isn't he just a damn idiot playing games, if the game wasn't real, could he be this arrogant?"
A defiant man cursed fiercely.
Boom!
Just as the words left his mouth, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, reducing him to ashes, not even leaving behind a trace.
The others turned pale with fright, shutting their mouths immediately, not daring to speak again.
At that moment, the Voice of Hongmeng sounded once more in the sky.
But Yan Yu could tell, this was not the voice of Xiao Yao Celestial Venerable, but the true Heavenly Dao, as the voice was cold and merciless.
It said:
[The Great Emperor cannot be insulted!]
Seeing the people she brought either crippled or dead, Yan Yu felt helpless.
But she could do nothing about it, for they had offended Xiao Yao Celestial Venerable.
To have offended the Supreme Great Emperor, not to mention Celestial Immortals, even if the entire golden list came, they wouldn't be enough for him to handle with a single finger.
Death was not worthy of pity.
Yan Yu felt rather regretful for not being able to exchange a word with Xiao Yao Celestial Venerable, not knowing if he still remembered her.
...
Qindu University.
Dormitory.
Chen Lan withdrew his Divine Sense, looked toward the sky, and his lips curled up slightly: "Well done."
[Great Emperor, you flatter me, I merely helped you punish those who insulted you, it was nothing really]
A voice sounded in Chen Lan's mind.
It was the voice that had just descended with lightning to obliterate the man, though now it was much steadier.
This, was the Heavenly Dao!
In truth, ever since the day cultivation became tangible, Chen Lan had sensed an unusual presence in the sky.
Though the cultivation was at the Immortal Emperor stage, it was far inferior to his.
The other also knew of his presence, but had never spoken to him, nor had he sought out the other, this was their first conversation.
Neither had probed each other, this was the first time the Heavenly Dao had actively intervened.
"Alright, you took the risk of exposing yourself to intervene, I assume you have a request of me, what is it?" Chen Lan asked calmly.
[As expected, Great Emperor, your foresight is exceptional, I won't hide it from you, though I am Heavenly Dao, I am only at the Immortal Emperor stage, and my power is depleting day by day, aging as it were]
[I can foresee a future day when this planet will face an unprecedented crisis, so I wish to ask of you, Great Emperor, if that day of cataclysm should come, please help protect this planet]
This planet, no, this entire Cosmos, likely could not find another as powerful as Chen Lan.
If he would agree to intervene at a critical moment, then, it would have nothing to worry about!
"Alright." Chen Lan nodded in a composed manner agreeing.
[Thank you, Great Emperor, I'll take my leave then]
With that said, the Heavenly Dao departed, no longer spying on Chen Lan.
For Chen Lan could sense any surveillance at any time, no matter who it was, he would know.
"I wonder if the little sword and Xiao He are done killing, time to get some food." Chen Lan stretched lazily, stepping out of the dormitory.
At his level of cultivation, he didn't need to eat, he could never starve to death.
But who could resist the temptation of good food?
To eat when it's time to eat, drink when it's time to drink, a bowl of roasted duck leg rice paired with an iced cola.
Isn't this feeling simply wonderful?