Chapter 2073: Utterly Subdued

"What?"

"Expel… expel?"

"The whole White Sword Sect?"

Hearing this, the people of the White Sword Sect and the Han family were all shocked; they never expected that the gentle and kind-looking Han Zichen would say such a thing.

"Miss Han, this, this… our White Sword Sect's foundation of several hundred years is all here in White Stone Town; can we…?"

Ma Boshang walked in, wanting to request a discussion.

Han Zichen glanced at the old man and replied, "Our Han family also has a heritage of several hundred years, yet we were nearly exterminated by you. Senior, can you settle this account?"

Ma Boshang was speechless for a moment.

Han Zichen added: "If I were an ordinary girl, without having made a name for myself in the Myriad Heavens, without my master and Dao brother Xiao Feng to back me up, now I fear our whole family would have been slaughtered by you, and I would not have a good ending. Today I borrow the prestige of my Dao brother Xiao Feng to overwhelm you; if you disagree, you may speak up… anyway I won't listen. These are the original words of Chi Fei from four years ago, and I return them to you."

Upon hearing this, Chi Fei's face turned deathly pale.

Ma Boshang and the others also had grim expressions.

However, Ma Boshang, after all a several-hundred-year-old old monster, could still weigh the pros and cons.

He quickly said, "Miss Han's admonition is correct! Our White Sword Sect dares not hold any grudge; within three days we will surely withdraw completely from White Stone Town, travel a thousand miles away, and never return!"

He realized that this Han Zichen was certainly not someone to be trifled with; backed by an immortal, she now fears no one, and if she dared to utter a 'no,' provoking the immortal, the consequences would be truly unimaginable!

The White Sword Sect is not a major sect; acting tyrannically in White Stone Town is passable, but when encountering an immortal, it isn't even worth a grasshopper.

Others could pinch it to death just like that, and it couldn't even run away.

Now all they can do is swallow their broken teeth, silently endure the losses, and preserve their lives before talking further.

Xiao Feng nodded and said, "Then go; I won't keep you for a meal."

"Yes, thank you, Immortal, for your mercy!"

Ma Boshang sighed repeatedly in his heart, but dared not say more, and immediately withdrew from the parlor.

Two middle-aged men lifted the already powerless Chi Fei, who was kneeling on the ground, and were about to leave.

"Wait."

At this moment, Xiao Feng spoke.

Everyone froze, not daring to move.

Xiao Feng said, "We agreed on one arm and one leg, but you haven't left them yet."

"This… yes, junior will now act!"

One of the two men holding up Chi Fei was his master; he immediately drew his sword and chopped down at Chi Fei's left arm.

Puchi!

"Ah!"

This sword was very sharp; one swing and the arm was severed.

"Master, master, no!"

Chi Fei watched as his benefactor swung the sword again at his right leg, letting out a heart-rending sound.

But it was useless; Xiao Feng did not stop it, and nobody dared to stop him.

Another puchi sounded, this sword struck the thigh, severing the limb and spraying blood.

"Tsk, bloody and messy, rather unpleasant to look at."

Xiao Feng quickly reached out, gathering the blood spraying on the ground and the arm and leg; with a thought, he directly crushed them into primordial qi of all things.

Then, offhand, he restored the skin and flesh at the wound sites for Chi Fei, so he would no longer bleed, keeping his disabled condition.

"Ah, ah…"

Chi Fei cried out a few times, suddenly feeling no pain, and couldn't help but stare blankly.

He had thought the immortal, out of mercy, had given him limb regeneration again, but upon looking, his left arm and right leg were still

defective.

Moreover, his severed leg and hand were no longer on the ground.

"It's over…"

At this moment, Ma Boshang also went dumb.

He had originally thought that after cutting off his disciple's arm and leg, he could pick up the severed limbs, return, and quickly use miraculous elixirs to reattach them, relying on his extraordinary physical regenerative ability, hoping they could grow back.

But now Xiao Feng had directly crushed and obliterated the leg and hand, making reconnection impossible!

Yet he dared not object; he could only force a smile and say to Xiao Feng, "Thank you, Immortal, for your mercy, sparing my unworthy disciple much pain."

Then he brought the disabled Chi Fei away in a sorry state.

The White Sword Sect people soon departed.

But the Han family remained silent, nobody speaking.

Everyone was stunned.

Young Master Xiao is actually an immortal!

With nonchalance he subdued the White Sword Sect's old monster Ma Boshang, making him utterly obedient.

He even demonstrated a means of obliterating severed limbs and instantly healing wounds!

What is this?

This is a true immortal!

They actually saw an immortal with their own eyes, and this immortal is a close friend of the Han family's daughter!

"My goodness…"

"Elder sister is also too awesome, actually knowing an immortal?"

"Good heavens, will our Han family prosper?"

Could it be that what Xiao Chen said about the "Myriad Heavens" is really that miraculous?

The Han family members had all kinds of thoughts pop up in their minds; their gazes toward Xiao Feng were full of admiration, and their looks at Han Zichen were no longer filled with doubt and helplessness, but rather relief.

"Brother Xiao Feng, thank you so much! Please have some tea!" Han Zichen was in a great mood right now; she walked over, picked up a cup of tea, and with both hands presented it to him.

"It's just a small effort, no need to be so polite." Xiao Feng smiled, and took it

He took a sip.

Um...

Han Shixin watched the two getting along well, wanting to speak but stopping himself.

The current situation is far from what he had expected.

I originally thought Xiao Feng was a noble of distinguished background, and that he had a good relationship with my daughter; I planned to play matchmaker, to see if anything could come of it.

As it turned out, this young man is actually an immortal!

What a bunch of nonsense for matchmaking!

His daughter simply isn't worthy of them!

"Dad, you should believe me now! Brother Xiao Feng is truly the person I met in the virtual world; that world is really amazing, it's not just a daydream!" Han Zichen said to Han Shixin.

At this moment, she felt a sense of exhilaration.

Before, she kept a low profile because the influence of the "Myriad Heavens" in Kyushu was too small, not enough to let her be high-profile. Yao Rang was merely responsible for protecting her, not her subordinate, so he couldn't be ordered around; moreover, she herself wasn't even a transcendent being, so no matter how powerful she was in the game, it was just illusory, indeed giving her a bit of a "dreaming" feeling.

But now it's different—this immortal Xiao Feng gives her backing, her confidence surges a hundredfold or more; she isn't even afraid of the White Sword Sect anymore, instantly regaining that feeling of being unstoppable from the game world, and she can't wait to get back the cold treatment and contempt she's suffered over the years!

Han Shixin's expression was complex, a bit embarrassed, yet also relieved.

"It's my fault as a father for being short-sighted; daughter, don't be angry." This father, for the first time in front of his daughter, let go of his dignity.

Han Zichen felt happy inside, but she also didn't want to make her father too embarrassed, so she immediately said: "I've never been angry; I just wanted to tell Dad that what I pursue is not illusory, I hope you can understand."

"Understanding, understanding

, now your dad especially understands, hahaha~"

Yao Rang stepped in to mediate, easing the father-daughter relationship.

Han Shixin gave a dry laugh, his mood still complex.

"What a wonderful aroma, the food must be ready! Brother Xiao Feng, come try the dishes I made with my mother; the cuisine of the Kyushu world, the flavor probably isn't quite like your hometown." Han Zichen invited Xiao Feng to share a meal.

This immortal sat here, and nobody else dared to move about recklessly; they were extremely restrained.

Hearing that, Xiao Feng rose and replied with a smile: "All right, then I'll obey rather than show mere respect. Everyone doesn't need to be too formal; here I am just Zichen's friend."