Chapter 120
“Is he… is he only in the Gathering Yuan State?”
Everyone was wondering the same thing.
The elders at the Peak of Drifting Clouds were desperate. They ran away and left Li Qin behind.
The general wasn’t targeting them, so they left without any obstacles.
Li Qin was left there alone, experiencing strong feelings of desperation.
She was staring at the general. With a wave of her right hand, her streamer appeared out of nowhere.
She could have flown away, but since she hadn’t fully recovered, she was unable to.
His words created an uproar in the crowd.
“No wonder he’s so powerful. He took treasure from the imperial mausoleum. That explains it.”
“So many people died in the underground imperial mausoleum and no one else but him received any priceless treasures.”
“He could have killed others to get these treasures. Gao Chenyi’s death was odd.”
Ning Haotian went on, “Now that I’ve been appointed vice leader of the school, I have the responsibility to correct your wrong deeds!”
Then he raised his right arm gently. The rope that was binding the statue moved up into the air.
Bound by the golden wire rope, the general had to turn back into a statue.
Pah!
Suddenly, Ning Haotian threw his palm out and the statue was smashed into pieces, blown apart from the inside out. The gravel splattered heavily.
“You!” Jiang Chen gnashed his teeth. His eyes were full of anger.
“I’ve only just started!” Ning Haotian sneered and disappeared suddenly.
“This is bad!” Jiang Chen turned pale. He knew he would be in danger.
As expected, Ning Haotian showed up before him again and retreated in a blink, but the Universal Darkfire Lamp and the Eight Groups of Spiritual Beings in Jiang Chen’s hands had both been grabbed by him.
Crack!
Ning Haotian clenched his fist. His horrifying power demolished the Universal Darkfire Lamp in a second. The petals of the lotus-formed wick floated down.
To his surprise, at this moment, the Eight Group of Spiritual Beings shook out of his other hand and flew over to Jiang Chen.
“Oh? It’s intelligent.”
Ning Haotian smiled and extended one of his fingers. The tip of the finger exuded electricity which pierced the Eight Group of Spiritual Beings. The pamphlet lost its golden light immediately, turned into an average book, and fell.
“From now on, you won’t be able to bring shame on the Natural Law School anymore,” Ning Haotian said.
“Long live Apprentice Brother Ning!”
“Well done. Disciples of the Natural Law School shouldn’t use things that belong to an imperial mausoleum.”
“Grave robber, shame on you!”
Many disciples were shouting emotionally. What Ning Haotian had done cheered them up.
However, they were actually jealous of Jiang Chen. If it were them who had found the three spiritual weapons, they wouldn’t have cared whether they were from an imperial mausoleum or whether they would be seen as grave robbers.
In fact, it was normal for practitioners to explore imperial mausoleums or relics. It didn’t make them grave robbers at all.
However, everyone could adopt a double standard.
For the moment, Ning Haotian was the powerful one. He could call Jiang Chen whatever he wanted.
Even if the Eight Group of Spiritual Beings didn’t belong to the imperial mausoleum, it didn’t matter.
Ning Haotian was resolute to destroy the treasures Jiang Chen had been using and turn him back into an average Gathering Yuan State.
“Now, let’s talk about the crimes you’ve committed today—” Ning Haotian started again.
“Save your breath! Ning Haotian, knock it off! I only want to ask you one thing!” Jiang Chen interrupted rudely. When everyone was looking at him, he said the words slowly for emphasis, “How many holy pulses in your body have disappeared?”
Ning Haotian totally lost his cool.