Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

Jiang Biehe's voice remained calm, without any anger or resentment, as if he was saying something very ordinary.

It was as if... these people in front of her were never her elders or relatives, but just strangers who were not worth a second glance.

"No way, you still haven't given up?" Fan Ning murmured, pointing to the object tightly clenched in the palm of the Li family head's hand. A familiar breath flashed between his trembling fingers.

Isn't this a coincidence? She just met the owner of this aura.

"What is that...?" Ling You also noticed this thing. Compared to Fan Ning who had actually experienced it, he could only vaguely recognize the demonic energy emanating from it.

After being pointed out again and again, the face of the head of the Li family instantly froze.

"This, this is..." He obviously didn't expect this to happen. The smile on his face froze and he whispered, "This is just a gift I wanted to give to Bie He. I just didn't expect Bie He to be so resentful of us..."

"There's no such thing as overnight hatred between family members..."

"Give it to me," Jiang Biehe simply raised his hand and pointed at the bead-like thing in the other person's confused eyes.

The other members of the Li family who recognized the item felt a pang of pain.

He was completely unaware that the people standing around him were all monks, and he started to complain quietly to the people around him.

"Isn't that what that adult gave it to me..."

"Even that kid from the Qianle Sect treats him as a treasure... If I give this to him..."

Fan Ning was amused and nodded, then raised his voice in front of these people: "Judging from the color, it's a nice decoration, although it's useless."

Ling You nodded. Seeing that touch of gold reminded him of someone dressed up in extravagant attire. "It's indeed a useless thing."

"You—" Patriarch Li's veins bulged in his hands. He finally turned his gaze to the others around Jiang Biehe and immediately scolded them, "You little brat! How dare you be so rude!"

He pointed his finger directly at Fan Ning, treating her as a soft persimmon that was easy to pick on, and spoke in the pretentious manner of an elder: "She is just Bie He's junior sister, and you dare to say such things to us! You are so uneducated! What did your parents teach you..."

"Let him finish." Seeing that Ling You's dagger was about to cut someone's neck, Fan Ning stopped him and held down Jiang Biehe, who also had a gloomy face.

Fan Ning smiled and said, "I want to see what other mistakes I made."

"My parents?" She paused, glanced at the person opposite her who had suddenly fallen silent, and said slowly, "It's probably hard to find where my mother is now, but my father..."

Fan Ning tilted his head and smiled innocently, "If you want, I'd be happy for you to meet him."

"What..." Patriarch Li was stunned for a moment.

Fan Ning still smiled and asked calmly, "Do you need me to say it again, old man?"

With a "bang", the head of the Li family in front of him crashed into the wall with the beads, and knocked a big hole in the wall.

Fan Ning picked up the beads on the ground and played with them. He did not stop the others who ran out screaming. He just stepped on the chest of the head of the Li family with a smile. With his hands, he moved violently and crushed the beads and the breath inside into powder.

The head of the Li family's eyes were bloodshot. He was choked by the blood in his nasal cavity again, and felt a crushing pain in the part that was crushed.

"Dirty," Ling You pulled the person back, looked into Fan Ning's eyes, and wiped her hands with a handkerchief.

"Someone is coming," Jiang Biehe noticed the approaching aura of the monk and did not express condolences for the suffering of the people on the ground.

It is a taboo for monks to attack ordinary people. Unless there is a clear hatred...it is generally not tolerated by other monks.

Fan Ning glanced at the people coming and immediately found a familiar figure holding a sword among them. "It's someone I know. Long time no see, young master."

Young Master Ji wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Upon hearing this, the Li family members immediately refused to obey. They stared at the other cultivators with wide eyes and pointed at them in a commanding tone, "She's killing people! You don't care?"

"That's our master, go and save him!"

"..." There was silence for a while.

The young master touched his arm and couldn't stand the silent atmosphere, so he called out "Big Sister" crisply.

"Young Master..." The monks who had been told about the big sister's deeds countless times along the way were very helpless.

They really wanted to believe that the big sister who "dared to love and hate" and "gentle and kind" described by their young master really existed.

But this scene before me...

If I go up and fight, I will definitely lose, but if I don’t go up, my conscience as a monk will start to ache.

Fortunately, Fan Ning had no intention of making things difficult for them, so he took the initiative to release his foot.

Young Master Ji: "Big sister, is there any misunderstanding here..."

Fan Ning: "It's not a misunderstanding. He used some magic stuff he got from somewhere and tried to attack my senior sister."

The monk was stunned, listening to the gradually weakening breathing sound embedded in the wall, and didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Fellow Daoist Fan Ning, even if you say so, we still need evidence to make a judgment," the cultivator who spoke carefully took a pill from his body and gave it to the other person to swallow, and then he personally picked up some of the powder sprinkled on the other person's face.

"This……"

He felt a little helpless.

Not everyone can easily identify demonic energy, not to mention that the energy has been crushed and its actual location cannot be found.

"That's the magic weapon given to us by Qianle Sect for self-defense! How could it be related to evil cultivators!" The Li family members around him started yelling again.

"You did it on purpose! You damaged the magic weapon and you don't want to pay compensation... You're bullying me by taking advantage of your power!"

If he hadn't been thinking about the Li family's prestige, he would have probably run to the window and rolled around, yelling that the monks were bullying them.

Young Master Ji groaned softly, "Big Sister wouldn't bully anyone by taking advantage of her power. She usually just takes action... How could she leave such an obvious mistake?"

"Young Master, please stop talking..."

The monk in charge of looking after him nodded apologetically to Fan Ning. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was more out of helplessness or habit.

A short exclamation exploded before everyone's eyes.

The Li family member who had just been glaring and pointing at someone opened his eyes wide, then pointed at Fan Ning and fell down without warning.

"Dead," Jiang Biehe took the man's pulse and made a direct conclusion.

The monks standing nearby were all shocked. The accident happened so unexpectedly, not to mention... this was not a natural death.

"It's over," the monk who realized the situation touched his head and subconsciously looked at Fan Ning, whose expression did not change at all.

Ling You also looked at her, and when he realized something, his expression gradually became serious.

"Fan Ning..."

"what!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a scream from the opposite side. Several people turned sideways and bumped into a pair of monks wearing sect uniforms.

"Qian Le Zong," Fan Ning was not surprised, and there was a playful expression on his face.