“SMACK!”
The sound was so loud, the force so fierce, that the whole crowd shuddered.
Ge Hongqiu’s lip split open, and she let out a blood-curdling shriek.
“Aaaah…
you piece of trash — what do you think you’re doing?”
“I’m shutting your filthy mouth for you!
Enjoying it?
Hahaha…”
“I’ll kill you!”
She flew into a complete frenzy.
All along, Zhou Tong had spoiled her and humored her, which was what had bred her arrogant, look-down-on-everyone nature.
Now that Zhou Tong’s attitude toward her had taken a sharp turn, rage exploded in an instant and she lunged at him, claws bared.
“Heh heh heh…
you really think you’re something special.
When I treated you well, you could say anything you liked.
Now that I don’t care about you, you’re not even worth a fart!
Drop dead!”
Even with his cultivation greatly reduced, Zhou Tong’s current strength was still beyond her comparison.
He struck with full force and kicked her square in the stomach.
“Aaaah…” Ge Hongqiu’s eyes bulged from the blow, her whole body flying backward like a torn sack and crashing miserably to the ground.
The sight deeply rattled Jiang Yuyao, who stood nearby. Enjoying the story? Read on at g.com.
“How dare you!
Do you know the gap between us?
You’re nothing but a traitor now — compared to us, you’re dirt beneath our feet, and we are gods to you!” Jiang Yuyao roared, determined to make Zhou Tong understand his place — there was no room for his insolence here.
“Fine — keep your damn savior-songstress act!
You can die too!”
Zhou Tong held nothing back, speaking his mind without an ounce of courtesy.
He grabbed Jiang Yuyao by the hair and slammed her head hard against the ground!
“BANG!”
“Ah…
let go!”
“Are you begging me?” Zhou Tong taunted.
“In your dreams!”
“Right — if you want me to let go, that really is in your dreams!”
The crowd stared in stunned disbelief — they had never seen Zhou Tong so savage.
Some couldn’t help trembling.
“Stop this at once!”
At last, someone could bear it no longer.
The space warped, and Mo Liusu, Chen Ling’er, and Tang Qi suddenly appeared on the scene.
Only then did Zhou Tong stop, sweeping his gaze flatly over the new arrivals.
“To run wild here — you’ve committed a capital crime!” Mo Liusu said coldly.
“Save your threats, old woman!”
The little enchantress stepped forward to face her head-on: “These two wretches provoked the Hehuan Sect first — if they get beaten to death, they’ve only themselves to blame. This chapter was taken from novelping(.)com without permission.
If you don’t like it, go ask my master!”
At that, everyone suddenly remembered Murong Ya, that female demoness, and couldn’t help shivering.
Even though it was said she had burned out her vital essence, still no one dared offend her.
“Zhou Tong, you’ve gone far too far!
I’m very disappointed in you.” Chen Ling’er said, head held high and imperious: “To have taken up with a demoness — you truly have sunk into depravity!”
“Who the hell are you to lecture me?” Zhou Tong sneered.
Chen Ling’er lifted her pretty chin: “How childish.
The only reason you struck your junior sisters was to get my attention, wasn’t it?
Well, here I stand — do you dare to hit me even once?”
At that, everyone around was dumbfounded — they had never heard such a request in their lives.
Yet Chen Ling’er wore a face full of arrogance, looking down her nose at everyone.
She dared to do this precisely because she had nothing to fear — she could clearly sense that the Zhou Tong of old had harbored secret feelings for her.
If not, why would Zhou Tong have abandoned the little enchantress at the Hundred Sects Assembly and rushed to her side without a moment’s hesitation?
If not for affection, would Zhou Tong have given up his own cultivation time to painstakingly study sword manuals for her, making her the number one swordsman of the younger generation?
If not for love, would Zhou Tong have been willing to spend his spiritual energy to infuse her with power?
But so what?
She had always been cold and aloof by nature — pure and elegant as a snow lotus, untouched by the mundane world.
Moreover, she looked down on Zhou Tong’s undignified, groveling caution.
In her eyes, only the spirited, heaven-defying Junior Brother was a true genius — a towering figure who stood between heaven and earth!
Even now, she believed Zhou Tong was playing hard to get — and she despised him all the more for it.
Under the crowd’s watchful eyes, Zhou Tong rolled up his sleeves with a gentle smile — and slammed his palm viciously across that fair face!