Starting with the Immortal Cultivation System, what can you use to fight me?

"Senior, please spare us, senior, please spare us! We are blind and don't recognize a great man. We hope that you will be magnanimous and let us go!" One of the men in green kowtowed repeatedly, with tears in his voice.

Lin Han smiled faintly and asked: "Which sect are you from?"

Several men looked at each other, and finally an older man replied with a trembling voice, "We...we are disciples from the Southern Territory Qingjian Sect."

"Oh... the Southern Region Qingjian Sect? Is this already the Southern Region territory?" Lin Han asked again.

Several men nodded repeatedly and confirmed: "Yes, Senior, this is indeed the Southern Territory."

"I didn't expect the system to teleport me to the Southern Region this time. This is going to be interesting..."

Lin Han pondered secretly in his heart, and his eyes fell on the several Qingjianmen disciples in front of him again.

"Is he from the same sect as you?" He pointed at Ye Xiu who was slumped on the ground and asked.

"Senior, yes, his name is Ye Xiu, and he is a clerk disciple of the Qingjian Sect's outer sect."

"A menial disciple?" Lin Han frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He looked at Ye Xiu and saw that although the latter was covered in wounds, the tenacious will in his eyes was extremely firm, which made him somewhat interested in Ye Xiu.

"Since we are from the same sect, why did you attack him?" Lin Han's voice was low and powerful, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

Upon hearing this, several Qingjian Sect disciples looked embarrassed and began to blame each other.

In the end, it was the older disciple who bravely replied, "Senior, to be honest, Ye Xiu accidentally came across a top-grade sword manual, and we...we were greedy at the moment, so we wanted to snatch it away and study it together."

"Hmph, greed at work? Research? You're robbing openly, and yet you're finding such a lame excuse." Lin Han snorted coldly.

Ye Xiu also struggled to sit up. Although his body was in excruciating pain, his eyes were filled with gratitude. He looked at Lin Han and said weakly, "Thank you for your help, Senior. Otherwise, I would have died here today."

"Here - take this pill first to recover from your injuries." As he said that, Lin Han flipped his palm, and a healing pill emitting a strong medicinal fragrance appeared in his hand.

"This...this pill..."

Ye Xiu looked at the pill in Lin Han's hand, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.

He could naturally recognize that this was no ordinary healing elixir. Its efficacy was so strong that even the elders in the sect might not be able to produce it.

"Senior, this medicine is too precious. I..." Ye Xiu hesitated and didn't dare to accept it rashly.

Lin Han smiled nonchalantly, tossed the pill directly to Ye Xiu, and said, "Just take it when I told you to. Don't be so fussy. Since we met, it must be fate. Take it and heal your wounds."

Ye Xiu gritted his teeth and finally accepted the pill. He glanced at Lin Han with gratitude and swallowed it without hesitation. The pill melted in his mouth, and a warm current instantly surged through his body. Ye Xiu felt his injuries healing at an astonishing rate.

"Good medicine!" Ye Xiu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Lin Han nodded slightly, his eyes swept over the Qingjian Sect disciples again, and said in a cold tone: "The death penalty can be avoided, but the living punishment cannot be escaped. Hand over your storage rings, and then slap each of you 100 times, and I will consider sparing your lives!"

Upon hearing this, several Qingjian Sect disciples showed bitter expressions, but did not dare to resist in the slightest.

They knew that the senior before them was at least at the Jindan stage. Using their own Foundation Establishment stage strength was like trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm – overestimating their own capabilities! If they wanted to survive, they had to do as he commanded.

So, they took off their storage rings and handed them to Lin Han respectfully, and then began to slap themselves. Each slap was loud and hard. After a while, their cheeks were red and swollen.

"Senior, can you let us go?" One of the Qingjianmen disciples asked cautiously, covering his cheek which was so swollen that it was almost unrecognizable.

"Wait a minute, why are you in such a hurry? Isn't there another one..." Lin Han said, slowly walking up to the leading man and looking down at him condescendingly.

"What...what do you want to do?" The leading man trembled all over and shrank back in fear.

Lin Han raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "What do you think?"

"I'm warning you, my second uncle is the outer sect elder of the Qingjian Sect, a powerful late Jindan cultivator. If you hurt me, he will never let you go!" The leading man shouted in a timid tone, trying to intimidate Lin Han with the power behind him.

"Senior, that outer sect elder is indeed a difficult person, you should..." Ye Xiu reminded from the side. Although he was grateful to Lin Han for saving his life, he did not want Lin Han to get into unnecessary trouble.

Lin Han smiled calmly, his eyes revealing a hint of disdain: "Late Jindan stage? Very strong? In my eyes, he is as insignificant as a microorganism, not even an ant. He is just a piece of trash."

"Ah...? Microorganisms? What are they?" Ye Xiu looked confused, obviously not understanding Lin Han's metaphor which was derived from modern vocabulary.

Lin Han realized that he had spoken out of turn. He coughed lightly and switched to the terminology of the immortal cultivation world, "What I meant was that I don't even take the mere late Jindan stage seriously. You don't have to worry. I know my limits."

"...Okay." Ye Xiu had no choice but to shut up silently.

"You still don't take the late Jindan stage seriously...? Boy, just pretend for a while. If you pretend too much, you will have to pay the price!" The leading man obviously did not believe Lin Han's words and thought he was bluffing.

"Noisy..."

Lin Han didn't hesitate and slammed a big B-bag on his face.

"ah--!"

The leading man screamed and was blown away, hitting a big tree heavily. He then fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"I hate it when people keep talking in front of me." Lin Han slowly walked up to the leading man and looked down at him. "I'll give you a chance. Can you call your so-called second uncle over? It's just right. I also want to stretch my legs."

The leading man looked at Lin Han in horror, his eyes filled with fear. With trembling hands, he pulled out a jade slip from his storage ring. After much hesitation, he finally bit his fingertip and dripped a drop of blood onto the slip.

The jade slip flashed, and then a majestic voice came: "Nephew, why are you so panicked?"

The leading man told his second uncle on the other end of the jade slip everything that had happened in a crying voice, his words filled with fear and resentment towards Lin Han.

"Hmph, is this really true?" A hint of anger was revealed in the second uncle's voice. "Just wait, I'll come right over. I want to see who this person is who dares to be so arrogant!"