Chapter 3124: What about the others in our sect?

Hearing Xu Jie's words, Zhao Zhengping froze on the spot; with his brains, it was indeed hard to think of such a plan.

He had just overheard those few people's conversation; though he was angry, he only wanted to go up and argue a bit.

He never expected Xu Jie to turn around and strike with a vicious move.

Seeing Xu Jie's indifferent expression, Zhao Zhengping frowned and said.

"Junior brother, should we play it safe? The Sword Immortal Assembly is about to start; causing a big scene now would be hard for the sect to handle."

Hearing that, Xu Jie casually said.

"Senior Brother, what are you saying? You yourself said—do those few people deserve a beating or not?"

"They do."

Hearing that, Zhao Zhengping didn't think much, nodded heavily; beating them was definitely needed, but we should wait until after the Sword Immortal Assembly.

As for that, Xu Jie simply waved his hand and said.

"That works; my Divine Sword Hall avenges grudges overnight, and besides, I won't kill them—Senior Brother, just relax."

"This………………"

Hearing that, Zhao Zhengping fell silent; seeing this, Xu Jie narrowed his eyes and asked.

"What, Senior Brother, do you want to stop me?"

That look made it seem as if, as long as Zhao Zhengping dared to nod, Xu Lao San would dare to take care of even this Senior Brother together.

Under Xu Jie's gaze, Zhao Zhengping finally gritted his teeth and said.

"Count me in."

He then summoned his own tree pet, gave it the same instructions as Xu Jie; of course, late-night snacks were a must, and when feasting, we also had to bring a portion for them.

Seeing Zhao Zhengping and Xu Jie make their moves, Lu Youyou blinked her big eyes excitedly and said.

"Me too, Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother—I want to join as well."

As for Liu Shuang standing nearby, she silently summoned her tree pet, showing everything with her actions.

They were all raised by Hong Zun; how could we let Master suffer this injustice?

Immediately, we let our tree pets find a secluded spot to look for an opportunity.

On the other side, those few people were still a bit panicked; one of them said.

"Senior Brother, did Xu Jie and them not hear what we said?"

"They definitely heard it."

Hearing that, the leading middle-aged man said in a low voice, "They're right there—do you really think others are deaf? Even ordinary people heard it, let alone cultivators."

Just as those words were spoken, the rest of them felt their hearts tighten.

"What should we do?"

"Don't panic; although we did say the wrong thing just now, it was just talk—surely Dao One Immortal Sect can't be completely unreasonable."

"But Dao One Immortal Sect really doesn't seem like the type to listen to reason."

"If it were another sect, they might still have some leverage, but Dao One Immortal Sect—since arriving in the Immortal Realm, when have they ever listened to reason?"

"They really don't seem to be the type to listen to reason."

Facing his companions' worries, the leader spoke again.

"I already said don't panic; normally maybe we could, but now the Sword Immortal Assembly is about to begin, hosted by his Dao One Immortal Sect—could they really wreck their own venue? After the assembly ends, we'll just leave."

Hearing that, the few people actually secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, the canteen of Dao One Immortal Sect appeared before their eyes; looking at that longed-for canteen, they also tossed their worries to the back of their minds.

"Never mind that—let's eat first and talk later; even if Zhao Zhengping and Xu Jie want revenge, it surely can't happen now."

"With food right in front of us, we should eat first and talk later."

Coincidentally, as they passed a corner, without warning, their feet suddenly felt as if tripped by something.

Just as they were about to look down, not yet figuring out what happened, a huge force suddenly yanked them, dragging them into the darkness without a word.

"Holy shit, save………………"

The leading middle-aged man was about to shout for help; his reaction wasn't slow, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a black branch instantly stabbed into his mouth.

He made no sound, and the few people vanished.

Naturally, this scene was seen by some people nearby, who stared wide-eyed.

Someone recognized what that was: "Isn't that the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts subdued by Dao One Immortal Sect?"

They come from the Barbarian God Tribe Divine Realm; each is ridiculously strong, counting as a major trump card for Dao One Immortal Sect.

However, before those people could say anything, a group of Divine Sword Hall disciples quickly approached, each grabbing one and secretly transmitting.

"Fellow Daoist, how is our Dao One Immortal Sect's hospitality this time?"

"Very good, very good."

"Then it's fine; those few people offended our Master, so you should know what to do."

"Understood, understood."

"Then it's good; rest assured, after the assembly my Divine Sword Hall will prepare dry rations for you, so you won't suffer a loss."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Good, good, good; fellow Daoist, if you need anything, just find us—we're the best at bearing witness, and we can even take it to court; we will never disappoint you."

"Very good."

Upon hearing about the dry rations, these people no longer cared about the fate of those few; besides, they weren't close.

In a moment, everyone streamed into the canteen one after another, and it quickly became packed.

Each person had their own seat; rows of round tables had already been set up.

The largest round table in the center was naturally the seat of Qi Xiong, Hong Zun, Yun Xiantai, Zhao Tianqing, Tianhe, and the others.

But at this moment, at one of the tables, an old man frowned suspiciously and said.

"Strange, where are my sect's people?"

This old ancestor is called Jiujian Daoren, adept at wielding nine flying swords against foes, and is the Sect Master of the River Mountain Sword Sect.

In the Immortal Realm he's no great figure, but he's not on par with those loose cultivators either.

He had brought people to attend the Sword Immortal Assembly, originally full of anticipation, but now, left and right waiting, the several Sect Elders who followed him here are nowhere to be seen.

For a moment, Jiujian Daoren felt something was off—this dry rice, how could there be any excuse for being late?

It could only be that something happened, but this is the Dao One Immortal Sect—what could possibly happen here?

His heart was in turmoil, he constantly felt that something major was about to happen.

On the other hand, those who had previously been rude and insulted Hong Zun had long been hung up and whipped half to death by Xu Jie and his Tree Pets.

The Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts took action—naturally they showed no mercy—don't forget that it all began in the Barbarian God Tribe Divine Realm.

These Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts are essentially demonic beings.

The Black Mist Forest—even mighty warriors of the Barbarian God Tribe don't want to go in; if they do, they might end up losing a layer of skin.

If it weren't for Xu Jie's order not to kill them, these people probably wouldn't have lasted until now.

But even so, those people are now quite miserable; let alone enjoying the feast, they probably won't even be able to attend the Sword Immortal Assembly a few days later.

These few Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts didn't just lash the flesh; they also gave the soul a good whipping.